Anthony J. Crowley (
inlovewithmycar) wrote in
citynet2023-08-01 06:24 am
Video | UN: Ouroborosed
[Given the fantastic angle staring up the stem of a half-full glass of wine accompanied by a fat green bottle with a pair of gangly, denim-clad legs only partially in view, it's very clear this was probably meant to be an audio post. Crowley is outside somewhere - likely the park or graveyard given what little scenery is in focus, and the reason for his mistake becomes more apparent when he speaks with an evident, wine-drunk slur.]
Right. Summer is infinitely better when there aren't dozens of insects trying to eat you alive at any given time. Point in favour to the city. Well done. No idea how you're going to get any of these plants pollinated but I'm assuming it's the same way you get all the food here. Magic, probably, or something like it.
Still, nothing like going out and it's just you, the sun, and nice bottle of Tempranillo and an afternoon basking. There's a nice flat boulder in the park; catches the morning sun brilliantly, lovely and warm, 10/10, if that's anyone's particular vice.
[A hand comes into view and lifts the glass out of frame. There's a pause, and when it's returned, it's nearly empty.]
Of course there are still a boatload of points not in favour of the city; no art. No music. No shows. No actual nightlife to speak of. Not even books or programs on the telly! All those tubs of icecream for the taking and no re-runs of the Golden Girls to eat them to. Terrible.
[There's a rapid series of clicks that sounds like he's fiddling with a ballpoint pen.]
Anyway, those of you familiar with old Billiam the Bard; got a question. Taming of the Shrew -- is it 'methinks the lady doth protest too much' orrrrr 'the lady doth protest too much, methinks'? Sss'been a while and I'm a bit too squiffy to remember properly right now.
Right. Summer is infinitely better when there aren't dozens of insects trying to eat you alive at any given time. Point in favour to the city. Well done. No idea how you're going to get any of these plants pollinated but I'm assuming it's the same way you get all the food here. Magic, probably, or something like it.
Still, nothing like going out and it's just you, the sun, and nice bottle of Tempranillo and an afternoon basking. There's a nice flat boulder in the park; catches the morning sun brilliantly, lovely and warm, 10/10, if that's anyone's particular vice.
[A hand comes into view and lifts the glass out of frame. There's a pause, and when it's returned, it's nearly empty.]
Of course there are still a boatload of points not in favour of the city; no art. No music. No shows. No actual nightlife to speak of. Not even books or programs on the telly! All those tubs of icecream for the taking and no re-runs of the Golden Girls to eat them to. Terrible.
[There's a rapid series of clicks that sounds like he's fiddling with a ballpoint pen.]
Anyway, those of you familiar with old Billiam the Bard; got a question. Taming of the Shrew -- is it 'methinks the lady doth protest too much' orrrrr 'the lady doth protest too much, methinks'? Sss'been a while and I'm a bit too squiffy to remember properly right now.

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[There's a sound of something being hurriedly scribbled out, and then the staccato of Crowley's horrendous chicken-scratch being put to the page.]
...Why not?
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[Hamlet, and not the Taming of the Shrew. It's an interesting mistake to make; to substitute the line from the more popular work as mistakenly taken from the lesser-known. Not that anything from that bibliography was very obscure.
So, either this man was as drunk as he seemed, and merely forgetful. Or there was something here? Certainly, they're all bored enough for it.]
I think "If it be now 'tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now; if it be not now, yet it will come." is more apt.
[Wufei had been a scholar, before he he was a soldier. He had been a child prodigy, studied literature and dreamed of a life spent in learning. But nothing can ever be so simple. At ninteen, he already feels too old.]
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oh god i just remembered the gundam timeline doesn't make sense
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audio | un; banished
Think we're the Katherine here? [ well, that's a thought. one that has him lighting up a cigarette, the sound of him fumbling with the lighter coming through. ]
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[A thoughtful pause accompanied by the sound of writing.]
...Noooot what I was getting at. Wasn't even really thinking about the whole 'what' and 'why' of this. But now that you mention it, the comparison isn't lost on me.
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It works but we're not being starved or anything. It's all too good to be true except for that no good music, no good entertainment, no nightlife part. [ and yeah, he sounds like he's bummed out about that too. ]
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audio; un: loveless
Maybe you ought to put on a play for people if it's such a downer, though. I'm sure folks would like that.
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Anyway, Option B remains in the lead. Too bad you shot your chance of being the wild card here and give Option A fighting chance. Pity, pity.
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Too bad for Option A. Fight on without me, old sport.
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text: un: gamora
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Important things. The Twelfth Night is next - best one, in my opinion.
Ah, good old Billy. Nicked most of my best lines but I can't be mad; the wonders he worked with them were more than worth a little plagiarism.
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text; un: d.larusso
[ Hey, at least he's upfront about that. But that's not the reason Daniel is replying to this message in the first place, considering he adds: ]
I get what you mean though. Even entertainment aside, it's mostly as if this place is very much lacking in life as a whole. It seems pretty eerie.
[ At least he's not judging the drinking, considering it's exactly what Daniel did himself just the other day. There's apparently only so many ways of coping with this place, huh. ]
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I mean, if we're here long enough, you lot will, inevitably, make your own fun. It's what you do. Been doing it for ages. But it's a bit dull right now in this big old human whatsit.
The thingy.
They got at zoos? For keeping animals penned in. Not a cage, no - the thing with all the trees and the little rivers going through.
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[ Got it this time!
Though it's not what Daniel lingers on, even if he's slightly amused. ]
Have you been drinking that much? [ Not 'enough to forget words', no, he gets that. More like 'enough to start talking about humans as if they're mystical creatures.' ] I think you might want to slow down just a little by the time you get to pondering humanity and mortality.
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un: korielxiii; audio
There was music. That man with the cello. About a month ago. He made music, but it wasn't as good as Her music. No. The rest... are they so needed?
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And the rest are very needed. Very much needed.
[He squints at his phone - he could here that capital 'H' a mile off.]
...Her? Who's She...?
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I've experienced none of them, so I can't see how they're essential.
The Absolute God.
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@star.lord | text
but i can maybe help on the music front
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You got some tunes on you?
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text ↪ un: savagestarlight
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Oi! Language!
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Means I'm drunk.
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lmao the way that gave me a heart attack i'd accidentally infomodded
pfff no he's just lost in the sauce 1/2
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text; un: fell
Inappropriate.
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a number of bottles
and being inappropriate is sort of my job.
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