Nathan Young (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
designedtoparty) wrote2011-01-30 08:06 pm
designedtoparty) wrote2011-01-30 08:06 pm
001 ∞ VIDEO
[The video opens with a bewildered looking youth in a grubby, orange jumpsuit holding the camera at arms length. When he speaks, the Irish accent quickly becomes apparent.]
Okay, first off I'd like to thank whoever conveniently decided to leave me with some form of communication, even if it is utterly useless for getting in touch with people I actually care about.
Second? A big fuck you to whoever's fault it is that I appear to be stuck here. I mean, come on! What the fuck!? Clearly I'm not dead, because hello? Immortal. So, what could possibly be going on here?
[At that he drops the confused look, rolling his eyes and looking annoyed instead.]
Oh, wait. Of course! It's something to do with the storm. Which is just a shocker, I know. It's not like that happens every week, or anything.
[A beat. Just waiting for that sarcasm to sink in, then...]
Ohhhhhh, no, sorry. It does. So, I know exactly what's going on here. It's someone's fucked up idea of a super power. Which means you're either a beautiful, barely legal girl, planning on doing something horrible to me, or...
[Nathan gasps, eyes widening with 'realisation'.]
You!
You're the probation worker. You sick bastard! I thought I could trust you. For once, I thought we had a probation worker we could trust. To guide us, to reform us, to refrain from trying to brutally murder us...
Instead you're pulling me into your sick, perverted fantasies, so you can have your filthy way with me.
[Throwing a dramatic arm over his face, Nathan lets out a loud, false sob.]
Be gentle with me. No one's ever taken me that way before.
Okay, first off I'd like to thank whoever conveniently decided to leave me with some form of communication, even if it is utterly useless for getting in touch with people I actually care about.
Second? A big fuck you to whoever's fault it is that I appear to be stuck here. I mean, come on! What the fuck!? Clearly I'm not dead, because hello? Immortal. So, what could possibly be going on here?
[At that he drops the confused look, rolling his eyes and looking annoyed instead.]
Oh, wait. Of course! It's something to do with the storm. Which is just a shocker, I know. It's not like that happens every week, or anything.
[A beat. Just waiting for that sarcasm to sink in, then...]
Ohhhhhh, no, sorry. It does. So, I know exactly what's going on here. It's someone's fucked up idea of a super power. Which means you're either a beautiful, barely legal girl, planning on doing something horrible to me, or...
[Nathan gasps, eyes widening with 'realisation'.]
You!
You're the probation worker. You sick bastard! I thought I could trust you. For once, I thought we had a probation worker we could trust. To guide us, to reform us, to refrain from trying to brutally murder us...
Instead you're pulling me into your sick, perverted fantasies, so you can have your filthy way with me.
[Throwing a dramatic arm over his face, Nathan lets out a loud, false sob.]
Be gentle with me. No one's ever taken me that way before.
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That last one's the most important one, in case it wasn't obvious enough for you.
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[Except she sounds more amused than anything else.]
Yeah, sure, some of them are female, I reckon. I haven't heard of anyone fancying a deity, but there's a first time for everything. And you sound mad enough.
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voice; oh man i hate having no edit button ffff sorry
voice; haha, no problem! YOU GOT THERE JUST IN TIME
voice; I AM A NINJA OBV
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[Pause.]
You're not at all bothered by the deity thing, are you? I mean, you're obviously new, so.
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Not at all. I mean, I practically am one, so...
[A pause, then he snorts.] They're probably just some jumped up twats with a super power, anyway. What are the chances that they're real deities?
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You practically are one, are you? Right.
[Disbelief. Ginny Weasley is full of it.]
And I don't know—they seem to have the run of this place. Merlin knows what else they can do apart from bring us here and muck around with us after that. Has anyone sent you the guide? You can make up your mind about it all from there.
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[Because while Ginny might be full of disbelief, but Nathan remains rather full of himself.]
A guide would be very helpful, thank you. Makes me feel like a real tourist.
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As charming as you sound, I think I'll have to pass.
[But she is still sending him the guide. Sending... sending... there it is.]
Tourists. That's one way to put it. We're all tourists in a way.
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Aaaaand there's that guide. Brilliant. That'll occupy Nathan. Or at least until he gets bored and decides to work things out for himself.]
All right. Got it. Thanks... [There's a lot of umming and ahhing from Nathan then, along with some finger clicking as he tries to spark his memory. Did she tell him her name?] What did you say your name was again?
voice; sob sorry i got dragged off
I didn't, but since you've asked so politely—I'm Ginny. And you are?
voice; that happens, no worries!
I'm Nathan.
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Okay, so this guide... What would you say are the most important bits for me to read from it?
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Stuff about the curses, how time works while you're here... leaving and coming back. Death, too, though if you're immortal, I'm not sure if that'll interest you.
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What about death? Why wouldn't that interest me?
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