Tommy Shepard (
doubled_speed) wrote in
revivalproject2019-10-09 12:02 pm
Public Network Video - (Plus Two Private Messages)
Public Video - [Posted During Ship Lock-Up]
[The video comes on and there's Tommy, a touch blurry around the edges. The background changes behind him constantly. One second he's pacing in what was clearly the dorm of the ship he's on. The next second he's in a mess hall, the protein paste machine in the background. Then the hangar. Then the bridge. Back to the mess and dorm and mess. This will be true for the whole video. There is no denying that he's very agitated, like ready to run up the walls. Or through them if he could.]
Dudes, who in the world decided this was the best plan that there was? Like, seriously, this plan? It's bogus. Being locked up on a ship is one thing. I wanna go to space. Space is fucking cool. All the stars and planets and traveling and that shit. But here, on the fucking ground, and there's like no way to go and travel between them and the space is small and itissosmallandthewalls are everywhere andican'tgetthrough
[He's shaking harder now, as he comes to a stop. This is miserable.]
Yo, Agrii or whatever. I don't fucking CARE about making friends. I can do that on my own time. But I want the fuck out. Let me go back to the greenhouse. I swear I just found a door that led to a whole section of a floor that was just fucking MINT. I like mint. Let me at the fucking mint.
justletmeoutofhere!
Private Message to Billy - October 13th
[He's calmed down a bit at this point, and it's important that he does this. That he seems calm for this. Because Billy deserves it.]
Yo, happy birthday, bro. Was gonna make you this whole salad with things from the Garden. But some ASSHOLES in charge here absolutely decided to blow birthday plans. I'm sorry this all sorta got blown up. Who you on wherever you're on with? I'm with Wanda. Which, you know, awkward. You know where V ended up? Whatever, not like it matters. Just be okay, right?
Private to Vision - October 13th
[This one has a more nervous looking Tommy. Like he isn't even sure he should be sending this.]
It's today, right? You sorta said that the math would come out to today, yeah? So you know, I don't hold it against you. Forgetting. And not, you know, doing the whole thing you said you would. But it's fine, right? I get it, that you'd want to. So don't worry about me, okay? Just make sure you wish Billy a happy birthday. This will probably be the first time he has to celebrate it without his family or friends or all that. It would mean a lot, I think, for you to reach out.
Because, you know, it's a good Dad thing to do. And he's used to having a good dad. So, you know Vision, do your best. We're nineteen now, so I guess throw that in too?
[OOC: If anyone of Tommy's cohort wants to run into him while he's recording messages, that's cool too. Just hit me up at
churbooseanon and we can set it up.]
[The video comes on and there's Tommy, a touch blurry around the edges. The background changes behind him constantly. One second he's pacing in what was clearly the dorm of the ship he's on. The next second he's in a mess hall, the protein paste machine in the background. Then the hangar. Then the bridge. Back to the mess and dorm and mess. This will be true for the whole video. There is no denying that he's very agitated, like ready to run up the walls. Or through them if he could.]
Dudes, who in the world decided this was the best plan that there was? Like, seriously, this plan? It's bogus. Being locked up on a ship is one thing. I wanna go to space. Space is fucking cool. All the stars and planets and traveling and that shit. But here, on the fucking ground, and there's like no way to go and travel between them and the space is small and itissosmallandthewalls are everywhere andican'tgetthrough
[He's shaking harder now, as he comes to a stop. This is miserable.]
Yo, Agrii or whatever. I don't fucking CARE about making friends. I can do that on my own time. But I want the fuck out. Let me go back to the greenhouse. I swear I just found a door that led to a whole section of a floor that was just fucking MINT. I like mint. Let me at the fucking mint.
justletmeoutofhere!
Private Message to Billy - October 13th
[He's calmed down a bit at this point, and it's important that he does this. That he seems calm for this. Because Billy deserves it.]
Yo, happy birthday, bro. Was gonna make you this whole salad with things from the Garden. But some ASSHOLES in charge here absolutely decided to blow birthday plans. I'm sorry this all sorta got blown up. Who you on wherever you're on with? I'm with Wanda. Which, you know, awkward. You know where V ended up? Whatever, not like it matters. Just be okay, right?
Private to Vision - October 13th
[This one has a more nervous looking Tommy. Like he isn't even sure he should be sending this.]
It's today, right? You sorta said that the math would come out to today, yeah? So you know, I don't hold it against you. Forgetting. And not, you know, doing the whole thing you said you would. But it's fine, right? I get it, that you'd want to. So don't worry about me, okay? Just make sure you wish Billy a happy birthday. This will probably be the first time he has to celebrate it without his family or friends or all that. It would mean a lot, I think, for you to reach out.
Because, you know, it's a good Dad thing to do. And he's used to having a good dad. So, you know Vision, do your best. We're nineteen now, so I guess throw that in too?
[OOC: If anyone of Tommy's cohort wants to run into him while he's recording messages, that's cool too. Just hit me up at

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[Tommy hadn't really figured out a gift. Other than asking the Agrii for help. But, yanno, this happened.]
I'm doing a bit better now. I mean, the walls are still everywhere and I want out, but dude, promise me that when we get out of here you're going exploring with me or something. I'm so fucking DONE with small spaces.
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[Billy's lips quirk, looking curiously pleased with that development.]
You look better. And yeah- I mean, FIRST, we're having our birthday, but- I am pretty over small spaces myself. I can't even imagine how much worse it is for you. I spend half my time floating 'cause it feels like there's some extra space.
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[Oh yeah, make a big deal about it. Tommy's got that nervous hands through his hair thing going on.]
There's a lady here, she offered to turn me into something small to try and get out. But hell, no, magic. Trust you. strangers? No.
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[Billy smiles, a reassuring but still amused look on his face.]
I don't think it'd work anyways. But I can try it on myself and see?
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[Wow Billy talk about stupid.]
You can’t talk to fix yourself if you’re a cricket or whatever!
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If you do something as stupid as make yourself small I will find a way to come over there and punch you!
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Seriously? Super hearing. Not, like, Daredevil. But it’s still a thing.
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And... we need to figure out how to address this. Being closed up in spaces like this with her? Her nightmares overflow, B. I got caught in one. It's going to get out.
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[He frowns sympathetically and nods.]
You okay?
[They've probably been putting this off too long.]
...We should tell her then, before it comes out by accident.
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[Still... Tommy doesn't know how to say it.]
Maybe you should do it. Wanda tends to like you better.
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[Billy winces, and looks unsure how to offer the right kind of comfort when he's so far away, though quickly he's shaking his head.]
She doesn't. I'm just...pushier. And this Wanda barely knows me compared to you. ...It should be both of us. Maybe Vision too?
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We'll figure it out once we're out of these ships.
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[Always later. Never now.]