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re_alignment2012-10-04 08:05 am
furryfarkinfiend) wrote in re_alignment2012-10-04 08:05 am
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[ Video | Vector Prime's Temple ]
[For a moment after the camera clicks on there's nothing. No movement, no sound, just the view of what seems like an otherwise empty room as the camera sits perched on something--the bed maybe? After a brief bout of silence the sound of something moving around can be heard, an object being repositioned, and then a pair of ears would appear followed by a pair of red eyes surrounded by black, mask like markings. The eyes narrow as the ears flick then fall back, the individual staring at the camera before straightening up further, letting himself be in almost full view of the camera. Rocket's glare keeps up, the raccoon clutching one of his laser pistols in his hand as his tail snaps furiously back and forth, the irritation the furball is feeling quite clear as he outright sneers now, a chittering noise rumbling up out of his throat.]
I don't know what kind of farkin' joke this is, but someone other than some robotic worshiper needs to tell me what's going on before I start tearing this place apart. That thing was going on about me falling through some bloody hole in the sky and being separated from my world or whatever the fark it said--I don't care. Wouldn't be the worst thing that's ever happened to me so I want to know where I can find a ship.
[He waves the laser pistol at the screen a bit, tail snapping to the left sharply as his ears press flatter to his head.]
Mutt, Pete buddy, Groot--if any of you can hear me, I can't get my passport to work--
[Rocket motions to the bracelet cuff on his left wrist, practically sneering at it as he shakes his arm around a bit.]
Thing's farkin' useless here. I'll get back one way or another.
[His focus returns to the camera and he glares, pointing the laser pistol at it slightly.]
And if this is some bloody trick by those morons at the UCT, you can farkin' bet I'm going to tear this place apart--even those damn Cardinals of yours! 'I believe I can win'--go to bloody hell you worthless saps!
[The raccoon holsters his laser pistol, it's mate tucked away on his other side as he sends one last glare at the camera before hopping down off his perch, muttering angrily about churches and cults.]
I don't know what kind of farkin' joke this is, but someone other than some robotic worshiper needs to tell me what's going on before I start tearing this place apart. That thing was going on about me falling through some bloody hole in the sky and being separated from my world or whatever the fark it said--I don't care. Wouldn't be the worst thing that's ever happened to me so I want to know where I can find a ship.
[He waves the laser pistol at the screen a bit, tail snapping to the left sharply as his ears press flatter to his head.]
Mutt, Pete buddy, Groot--if any of you can hear me, I can't get my passport to work--
[Rocket motions to the bracelet cuff on his left wrist, practically sneering at it as he shakes his arm around a bit.]
Thing's farkin' useless here. I'll get back one way or another.
[His focus returns to the camera and he glares, pointing the laser pistol at it slightly.]
And if this is some bloody trick by those morons at the UCT, you can farkin' bet I'm going to tear this place apart--even those damn Cardinals of yours! 'I believe I can win'--go to bloody hell you worthless saps!
[The raccoon holsters his laser pistol, it's mate tucked away on his other side as he sends one last glare at the camera before hopping down off his perch, muttering angrily about churches and cults.]
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[At least he's not a robot...?
He blinks a few times before finally deciding to ask something that's been on his mind.]
And what the heck's a farkin?
[Video]
A space ship. Not a bloody sea fairing ship! Why would I want a ship to sail the seas when clearly it's easier to travel by bloody space ship?!
[That same chittering sound escapes him as he glares at the camera a bit, ears flicking in an almost interested way at the appearance of the other but he doesn't recognize him as a half-worlder so the interest fades pretty quickly.]
A swear word. Don't use it. Bad for your sanity.
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Gaaaaah!! I-It's too late! I already said it!
[He's like a little kid, you aren't supposed to say swear words. He can't help but feel like he's in huge trouble now, and it shows as he flails his arms like a moron.]
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....You done yet?
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But he does, eventually, stop.]
I think so, yeah.
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[Pauses, staring, then rolls his eyes and mutters somethig about kids.]
--annoying.
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Haha, oops--ANYWAY, I don't think there's any spaceships around this joint. Not that I've seen, at least. I mean, I would have gotten the heck out of here by now if I saw one.
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Farkin' wonderful.
[Continues to mutter curses as he stalks out of his room with the camera in paw.]
Who the bloody hell are you by the way? And what are you?
[Video]
Yeah, all two of them.]
Teddie. Bear.
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[That answer was so obvious it kind of hurt if he as going to be honest.]
Name's Rocket.
[Video]
[That's awe right there.]
That's hardcore.
[Although he's not exactly sure what 'hardcore' means, he knows it has something to do with cool. Pretty sure... He's not entirely caught up on tough guy lingo.]
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It is isnt it?
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