[video] Enter the Fanboy

[cerebroshellshocked]

[The video feed pops on, to a slightly breathless sounding voice and a worried pair of blue optics.]

...must have gotten knocked out.

Perceptor?  Verity?    Springer?  A-anyone? 

[He tries to make his voice sound a little calmer, a little less unnerved. ]

I'm okay. Something must've, uh, hit me on the head or something.

[Not, you know, the passing out thing. Of course not]

Tell me it's over.

Tell me...we won.

...

Tell me I'm not alone.

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[chatterbot]

I'm not really sure? I just bartend down at Wing's bar. It's kind of a thing I decided to take up after the war a while ago. Me an' Blurr had planned a thing, but it was kind of stupid in retrospect. So I was doing it on the Lost Light, and now I'm doing it here.