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[nichocolatine]

[ the video begins with badou wearing one of his usual tees, carefully setting his phone down so the camera angle can spot him sitting on his living room floor surrounded by an array of dresses. affixed to his wrist is a little cloth pumpkin, stuck full of needles and pins. he's without his usual cigarette, instead sucking on a lollipop that stains his lips bright red. last time he made a post on the network his neck was bruised and bandaged — this time it's the same thing, but the bruise is angrier, spreading across his neck and shoulder, disappearing under a bandage and gauze that looks about ready to get changed in an hour or two. ]

Evenin'.

[ he picks up the skirt of one of the dresses, flipping it inside-out to access the pocket he'd been working on attaching. ]

So I'm sittin' here, mendin' dresses — as you do — and I nicked myself pretty good and I'm thinkin', well, shit, that's another one I gotta wait on, y'know?

[ he lifts a forefinger, displaying a bandage that looks an awful like like dora the explorer, and wiggles it in the direction of the camera. ]

It got me thinkin'—

How many of us here are just regular ol' humans? Or whatever. I'm talkin' no magic, no special augmentations, no fancy shamcy abilities that got you doin' better than the average guy.

[ he pauses to finish off a stitch, making a knot with his thread and cutting the excess with his teeth. ]

See, where I'm from, that ain't the norm. But that doesn't seem to be the case around here.

[ oh, one more thing— ]

And if you are one of the special ones, go ahead and tell us what you can do. Why not, right? What else do any of us got to hide at this point?

Comments

[nichocolatine]

[ sometimes badou just be saying shit! :D ]

Interestin'. Maybe they're the only ones who get to fuck with time.

[coolerjunpei]

[he is certainly using his vocabulary.....]

Bullshit, if you ask me. But besides that, I'm with you in the normal guys corner... Probably should just stay there, 'cause I've only been able to do my thing for a year or so. Things were easier when I didn't have the option to go play hero in some other time.

[nichocolatine]

Option. So you chose it.

[ badou's smile is all teeth. ]

Now it's my turn to call bullshit. Things mighta been easier, but you liked helpin' anyway.

[coolerjunpei]

Well, that's not— I'm not going to just not do something...

[why read him for filth like this, hey!!]

I can have two opinions. So what.

[nichocolatine]

Nothin'.

But it does explain why you're goin' so hard for crackin' this mystery here.

Or do you just like puzzles in general?

[coolerjunpei]

I don't like puzzles.

[please let him rest.]

But I like being jerked around by some mystery guy even less, so...

[nichocolatine]

Well, hey, someone's gotta figure it out, yeah? [ he offers the man a lofty salute. ] We're in your hands, boss.

[coolerjunpei]

[stop that, he's going to sink into the earth]

Thanks, I guess... You want to help the cause? I could use one of those shirts.

[nichocolatine]

Oh, yeah? Certified slut, huh?

[coolerjunpei]

Definitely. Extra emphasis on the T, and add some more Ts for Tired.

Certified slut-t-t-t, you know.

[yeah]

[nichocolatine]

Well shit. You deserve this shirt more than me. Ring me up when you're free next, we'll make a date of it.

[coolerjunpei]

Sure. I'll bring a magic marker in case there aren't any that say "certified" on 'em.