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revivalproject2020-07-10 11:03 am
doubled_speed) wrote in revivalproject2020-07-10 11:03 am
Network - Audio (Post Calibrations)
Dudes, you WOULD not believe what I found.
[There's laughter and amusement in Tommy's voice. Something that hadn't been true at all by the end of the time in the tunnels. Look at him, not three hours free and he's already gleeful.]
So I took a nice little run after the tunnel opened and dudes, check this out. And we've got fucking ISLANDS not far from the shore. Like, not fucking in sight, so they're a bit out, just a few miles, but they're there. And get this...
[Oh yeah, you gotta believe that pleasure is ramping up.]
The chain of three of them? They're a fucking vacation spot or something. I found abandoned ruins. They're a lot like the city, all overgrown. There's these little things like a mix between a monkey and a sloth here too. I'm calling them chitterers, because they don't stop making noise, like, EVER. I even found something that almost looks like one of those paddle-swan boats. Except not because I don't think they had swans?
[And at last there's a picture of Tommy, stretched out on a beach with a white and brown, piebald creature hanging off of a nearby tree, clearly the 'chitterer' in question. He's holding a large cup of silvery crystal or plastic, clearly some sort of Agri version of a tropical drink glass like you'd get back on Earth, but with a strangely flared bottom, making it look a bit like an hour glass carved out of ice, and raising it toward the camera. All that's missing is that cheesy 'wish you were here' sorta sentiment on it, written in some horrible cliche font. Give him that, and he's a fucking post card. And, in the background, there's a broken down facade of a very different structure. The resort or vacation structure or something.]
[There's laughter and amusement in Tommy's voice. Something that hadn't been true at all by the end of the time in the tunnels. Look at him, not three hours free and he's already gleeful.]
So I took a nice little run after the tunnel opened and dudes, check this out. And we've got fucking ISLANDS not far from the shore. Like, not fucking in sight, so they're a bit out, just a few miles, but they're there. And get this...
[Oh yeah, you gotta believe that pleasure is ramping up.]
The chain of three of them? They're a fucking vacation spot or something. I found abandoned ruins. They're a lot like the city, all overgrown. There's these little things like a mix between a monkey and a sloth here too. I'm calling them chitterers, because they don't stop making noise, like, EVER. I even found something that almost looks like one of those paddle-swan boats. Except not because I don't think they had swans?
[And at last there's a picture of Tommy, stretched out on a beach with a white and brown, piebald creature hanging off of a nearby tree, clearly the 'chitterer' in question. He's holding a large cup of silvery crystal or plastic, clearly some sort of Agri version of a tropical drink glass like you'd get back on Earth, but with a strangely flared bottom, making it look a bit like an hour glass carved out of ice, and raising it toward the camera. All that's missing is that cheesy 'wish you were here' sorta sentiment on it, written in some horrible cliche font. Give him that, and he's a fucking post card. And, in the background, there's a broken down facade of a very different structure. The resort or vacation structure or something.]
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[Because the diner will be a bit before Tommy has it running again.
thank you, sorry <3 <3 <3
Do they have all the flavors?
[She looks way too excited about the food goo, that bad mood almost immediately forgotten with the promise of food.]
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[His tone says he doesn't like that as much, though.]
And yeah, all the flavors.
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I'm only used to having two, how do you deal with having so many choices?
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[Two flavors? Tommy has resolved to hate wherever she's from.]
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[She trails off, and puts on that scowl again, feeling embarrassed.]
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[Tommy comes to a complete stop to look at Catra.]
Are you really saying you've only ever had protein paste like this to eat before? Like, your whole life?
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[Why did everyone keep acting like it as so weird?]
That's all anyone eats in the Fright Zone.
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[Her nose wrinkles skeptically. She's seen mushrooms a few time. In the Whispering Woods, but she's never thought about eating them before.]
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[There's an eager look in her eye, ears turning curiously.]
I do not</b<.
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[He looks amused as he starts walking in a new direction.]
No shrimp right now. But there are fish in the ocean.
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[She continues to glare a little, but keeps following.]
Do they taste like shrimp?
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[Oh come on, let go of the shrimp.]
They taste like fish.
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[It is the best thing she's ever eaten, she can't drop it.]
Yeah, 'cause I know what that means.
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Well, you're going to learn. I'll make sure of it.