samples/tdm stuff
v. friendr
vi. wildcard/network
[ The feed begins by broadcasting one of the private rooms in communal housing, a blank space without adornment, even the bed unused. This person is very new.
The person in question sits at the desk, bright-eyed and smiling. When he speaks it's with a posh British accent. ]
Hello my loves. How are we all doing today?
[ Simon turns in his chair, one way and then the other in increments. It's a perfectly natural movement, nothing odd, but it's a tell nonetheless. He's wired in spite of appearing relaxed, upset in spite of his smile.
No one who doesn't know him very well would be able to tell.
Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, there's no one here who knows him that well. ]
This is an interesting situation in which we've found ourselves. Novel even for me.
[ A wink. ]
Anyone out there interested in a cocktail and a chat? I'd love to learn a bit more about our mercifully non-utilitarian surroundings.
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» Age: youthfully vigorous » Seeking: anything » Preferences: bisexual » Interests: Fast cars, fine wine, and pretty faces. » Bio: Entrepreneurial world traveler who enjoys the good life. And sharing it. | ||||
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Simon Templar | ||||
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vi. wildcard/network
[ The feed begins by broadcasting one of the private rooms in communal housing, a blank space without adornment, even the bed unused. This person is very new.
The person in question sits at the desk, bright-eyed and smiling. When he speaks it's with a posh British accent. ]
Hello my loves. How are we all doing today?
[ Simon turns in his chair, one way and then the other in increments. It's a perfectly natural movement, nothing odd, but it's a tell nonetheless. He's wired in spite of appearing relaxed, upset in spite of his smile.
No one who doesn't know him very well would be able to tell.
Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, there's no one here who knows him that well. ]
This is an interesting situation in which we've found ourselves. Novel even for me.
[ A wink. ]
Anyone out there interested in a cocktail and a chat? I'd love to learn a bit more about our mercifully non-utilitarian surroundings.
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Sounds like you find yourself in 'interesting' situations often.
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One makes one's own fun, darling. And I'm easily bored.
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All I've got is what the welcome wagon spit at me, and it sounds an awful lot like the stuff they say to the orange jumpsuits coming off the school-bus back home.
Shut up, keep your head down, do your time, and maybe you'll get out on good behaviour while you've still got hair.
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Which side of the jumpsuited fence do you fall on, if I might ask?
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[Chuckle.]
The side that buys beer by the bottle instead of the toilet bowl.
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Fortunately, I’ve never been much for beer.
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Fruit, candy, ketchup, sugar, milk, stale bread, hell, I've even heard of people using Cheetos, all crushed up, filtered through a dirty sock, and aged to a fine vintage of 'as long as you can get away with'.
If you're lucky, you'll catch yourself some botulism and win an all-inclusive trip to the club-fed health spa.
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Mm. And which club-fed services do you yourself provide?
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There's nothing I enjoy more than surprising people at the airport with a welcome sign. I'm nice like that.
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I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours.
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Chalk it up to creative differences.
Pleasure to meet you.
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I believe it's time to tell me yours.
video; un: j.calhoun
STAAAARE. ]
I have a question-- and it might be a weird one, but bear with me!
[ Here goes... ]
Have you ever tried growing a beard?
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I’ve been told it ages me.
[ He twinkles a smile at Jeff. ] Why, do you have a preference?
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No!
I mean, I do have a preference, and the preference is for 'beard' but not on your face! I MEAN IT'S KIND OF YOUR FACE, BUT NOT REALLY--
You look like my boyfriend, and he has a beard! That's all! It's fucking eerie, man!
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Is that so. [ He’s still smiling, the expression hooked and amused. ]
How disappointing.
[ No he really doesn’t get how much like Cam he looks. ]
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Uh... So... What's your name?
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Simon Templar, at your service. [ Said with the air of someone who’s used to people recognizing his name. ] And who do I have the great pleasure of addressing?
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[ YEAH NO, 'SIMON TEMPLAR' RINGS ZERO BELLS. Then again, he could be related to Cam like... on his mother's side?? Maybe??? ]
Jeff Calhoun! Also at your service! Not that I have very many services to offer, unless you need a high school teacher...
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[ Get it because he’s old.
Another mischief-laced smile. ]
The noble profession. Molding the minds of future generations. You’re a braver man than most.
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Sounds like you had a teacher who made a real impact.
What kind of work are you in?
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So he does so, answering that first bit with a smile and moving on. ]
Wealth management.
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...oh! Like an investment banker? [ Or, like, WHOEVER IT IS THAT MAKES RICH PEOPLE RICHER. ]
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Something to that effect. [ He just helps assholes invest in the future of humanity instead of themselves. ]
What do you do here? Teach? They offered me several different kinds of positions, though I haven't yet decided whether to accept them.
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Yeah, I teach, ah... basic subjects to kids who need special attention. Because of their magic.
What kinds of work did they offer you?
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Because of their magic. [ He doesn't mean to sound so disbelieving, particularly not given the whole STUCK IN ANOTHER UNIVERSE thing, but at least he's familiar with the idea of other universes being real.
Magic? Not so much.
Simon clears his throat, reclaiming his confidence. ]
Ah, consultation with the Riverview PD, for starters.
[ What is a wealth manager doing with the RPD? IT IS A MYSTERY. ]
video; what's going on, it's AN OLYPHEST
[ THANKS, MOON PORTAL. ]
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He’s vaguely remeniscent of the beard guy.
Strongly reminiscent in fact. Simon’s brow furrows. ]
Yes, how nice.
[ HRM. ] Do you have any relatives here?
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Oh, that's not a weird question at all...
No, I don't have any relatives here. [ SIGH. ] Unless my mom lied when she said my real dad was John Travolta.
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That must be it. Truly an uncanny resemblance.
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...
Well, that's a fucking creepy resemblance. ]
I guess I ought to be asking him what he was up to twenty years ago...
[PAPA CAN YOU HEAR ME? ]
✔ LET'S SEE HOW LONG WE CAN KEEP THIS OLYPHEST GOING
[ Okay okay he's more into hard liquor than 'fine wine,' but CLOSE ENOUGH, RIGHT? ]