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[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.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

It's annoying is what it is.
Especially since the last time I saw my crew were we in danger.

yeah damn
i dont have many friends back home but shits pretty bad there too

rips in spacetime man fucking inconsiderate bastards

Ain't that the bloody truth?

yeep.

anyway you seem pretty cool
what's your name dude

im joe

Name's Rocket.
Rocket Raccoon.
Nice to meet you, Joe.

ha awesome
how'd you get the name rocket
you just pick that or did you do something sufficiently badass

Just the name that was given to me.
Guess it fit since I was in charge of the police force back home.

that's the best name for a chief of police i ever heard
only police we had back home were robots sadly

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