Brave New World potential

[dontsalute]

-1-
[Detritus stands in front of a crowd of people, holding an official proclamation in one hand and a siege crossbow with a 3000 pound draw in the other. As he just pulled it back with one hand, people seem inclined to listen to him. They're having trouble paying TOO much attention, though, as they keep getting distracting by the little creaking noises his weapon makes under stress.]

Now listen here you lot! Dis here is a royal prok-low-mashun. Dat means I gots to read it and youse gots to listen up toot sweet.

[He peers owlishly at the first sentence.]

By or.....der of de...

hey, what's dis word here?

-2-
[After being threatened by a rather impressively angry tirade from a man with a sword, Detritus reached out and, with one hand, bent the sword into a pretzel and then pushed the man's head through a wall.]

Don't worry. Dey tol' me all about police brutality, so I choose a very fin wall.

-3-
[After getting used to Detritus being dumb as a sack of bricks, fate has thrown both of you into an abandoned, dark, and above all COLD cavern.]

My word...I do feel like I am properly cogitating for once. What an extraordinary experience.