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thisavrou2017-03-05 11:49 pm
imoustacheyou) wrote in thisavrou2017-03-05 11:49 pm
video
[When the video clicks on, it's not to the confused face of a newcomer, to the concern of someone who has just been plucked out of their universe and thrown to another. It's not of anger, fear, annoyance, none of that. When the video focuses, it's on a man wearing a strange dark coat, twirling one end of a ginger mustache between his fingers. He has light blue markings on his face, pointed ears, wild hair, a patch over his right eye, and looks entirely nonplussed by this entire situation.
In fact, this particular newcomer seems settled enough that he's able to hold the TAB in a steady hand at the perfect MySpace angle. No, seriously, he has this selfie stuff on lock.]
You know, this reminds me of that time I was on the coast of Melharoo, on the planet Yaluk of the Fifth Nebula. There was an entertainment city -- Va Harn, I believe the name was -- with a resort that operated kind of like this. Woke up there without a clue of what I'd been doing the past week! Turns out I'd had a particularly nasty run in with a few Wabbernocks! [Here, he laughs. As if everything he's saying makes complete and total sense.] Last time I went there during a waning metra.
[He lets go of the edge of his mustache, letting it bounce back into place as he regards the lens of the TAB.]
It's been a good while since I've had the time to learn about a new culture, so go ahead fellow visitors and Thisavrounians! Give me your best stories. Tell me about your culture, your technology, your holidays-- anything you could possibly think of!
[And, almost as if it's an afterthought, rather than the whole point of this broadcast Coran come on]
Oh! And if anyone's heard some rumors about flying robotic lions -- particularly a colored set -- I'd appreciate the information.
In fact, this particular newcomer seems settled enough that he's able to hold the TAB in a steady hand at the perfect MySpace angle. No, seriously, he has this selfie stuff on lock.]
You know, this reminds me of that time I was on the coast of Melharoo, on the planet Yaluk of the Fifth Nebula. There was an entertainment city -- Va Harn, I believe the name was -- with a resort that operated kind of like this. Woke up there without a clue of what I'd been doing the past week! Turns out I'd had a particularly nasty run in with a few Wabbernocks! [Here, he laughs. As if everything he's saying makes complete and total sense.] Last time I went there during a waning metra.
[He lets go of the edge of his mustache, letting it bounce back into place as he regards the lens of the TAB.]
It's been a good while since I've had the time to learn about a new culture, so go ahead fellow visitors and Thisavrounians! Give me your best stories. Tell me about your culture, your technology, your holidays-- anything you could possibly think of!
[And, almost as if it's an afterthought, rather than the whole point of this broadcast Coran come on]
Oh! And if anyone's heard some rumors about flying robotic lions -- particularly a colored set -- I'd appreciate the information.
this is pure magic 1/2
[He imagined Qualrek, spending time with his beloved family, all the while a stone's throw away from the slumbering haramoo. Undoubtedly, their paths would cross...but would they fight? Would Qualrek, the noble warrior, come to the creature's aid? Perhaps strike up a friendship and ride the beast across the stars to untold adventures?]
[When Coran offers up his next story, he's practically vibrating in excitement. This is the stuff he wanted to see! To experience himself! All of these amazing adventures in the limitless cosmos~!]