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testrun_box2014-06-20 07:37 pm
killed_the_cat) wrote in testrun_box2014-06-20 07:37 pm
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For SRWU, an attempt at a different kind of story
1.) [New guy's wandering around base. No military insignia of any kind, but he's got an ID badge clipped to his chest that reads "JOHNATHAN VALE-PRESS".]
So this is the unity group, huh...
[He can be seen taking pictures as he wanders around.]
2.) [Later, the same guy can be found wandering around the hangar, though he's got an escort as he takes more of his pictures.]
Quite the variety, isn't it...
[He's probably even taking pictures of your robot.]
3.)
[If you're going out to the bar in town, who should you happen to see there but-Johnathan Vale, Freelance Reporter. He's got a laptop, a notebook, and dozens of sheets of paper arrayed in front of him on the table. The ashtray's got plenty of cigarette butts in it, so he's probably been here a while.]
Heh, I'll probably be doing this until the day I die...
[He takes a drink of his scotch.]
So this is the unity group, huh...
[He can be seen taking pictures as he wanders around.]
2.) [Later, the same guy can be found wandering around the hangar, though he's got an escort as he takes more of his pictures.]
Quite the variety, isn't it...
[He's probably even taking pictures of your robot.]
3.)
[If you're going out to the bar in town, who should you happen to see there but-Johnathan Vale, Freelance Reporter. He's got a laptop, a notebook, and dozens of sheets of paper arrayed in front of him on the table. The ashtray's got plenty of cigarette butts in it, so he's probably been here a while.]
Heh, I'll probably be doing this until the day I die...
[He takes a drink of his scotch.]
Re: 2
[photography work continues]
'Sides, this is pretty much just fluff stuff. The only way these would be useful to a intelligence agency is if I took pictures that revealed all the weapons a given platform can carry, and I'm not doin' that. You're not gonna get real specs-stuff like Purple 2's Delta-V capacity-from these.
[He puts the camera down for a bit, thinking...and then moves it to the side, taking a picture of Kei without even looking.]
Re: 2
[And that was when he caught her picture, mouth open to talk and generally looking silly.]
...Are you trying to get celebrity photos of us?
Re: 2
...Though this one's crap, I'll have to do better.
Re: 2
...And are you seriously going to take paparazzi shots like that?
1/2
...And no, I won't be following you around constantly for paparazzi shots. Stalking teenage girls is a bit...
2/2
[He takes out a cigarette and lights it-or tries to. His hands are shaking, and the first two tries he doesn't get the lighter to work. On the third one a bit of flame leaps up, and the sudden flash of pain across his face starts to subside.
He takes out a small notebook from his back pocket, and starts scratching something down in it.]
Re: 2/2
And, yes...Is something wrong? [Her expression changed pretty suddenly from an unamused one, to a faint look of concern.]
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[There's a ringing in his skull, a single high-pitched tone. Kei sound's like she's 100 feet away, not right beside him. There are flashes of something, scraps of a memory unforgotten-a view of the ocean. The smell of salt. Her desperate, final pleas for life. Cotton candy on the fourth of july.]
...I'm fine. I might...Get a slight nosebleed, though.
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[Dark hair, pale skin. Blindingly white lights, surgical scrubs. A summer night sky, red with the glow of fires. The pain shifts location, moves towards the front of his head-it feels like it's gonna explode-and a bit of blood does start to trickle down from his nose.
Then, it fades back away into nothingness. Johnny takes out a worn handkerchief from his back pocket, and dabs away the blood.]
...Yeah. There we go, it's done now. Sorry, that...happens to me, sometimes.
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