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ximilia2021-07-01 02:43 pm
groupiedrifter) wrote in ximilia2021-07-01 02:43 pm
Entry tags:
- doctor who: clara oswald,
- doctor who: the doctor (11),
- fullmetal alchemist: edward elric,
- gundam seed/destiny: yzak jule,
- my hero academia: katsuki bakugo,
- one piece: rosinante donquixote,
- original: dusty fields,
- pacific rim: hermann gottlieb,
- pacific rim: newton geiszler,
- persona 3 fes: shinjiro aragaki,
- supernatural: dean winchester,
- tales of vesperia: flynn scifo,
- tales of vesperia: yuri lowell,
- the 100: clarke griffin,
- undertale: sans,
- yakuza 0: goro majima,
- yu-gi-oh zexal: astral
text / audio | un: newt
Alright, let's not be total wallflowers at prom here, if we're going to be stuck together for the foreseeable future, I think it's only right that we (read: I) start getting to know all of my fellow space cadets. If we're ACTUALLY in space and this isn't some humongous simulation. You guys saw how easy it was for this place to manufacture a hyper-realistic simulation earlier, right? Yikes, big yikes.
But if we ARE in space and we're going to be traveling around, that's actually kind of AWESOME.
No offense to anyone who didn't want to actually be here of course, but you're nuts if you're not a LITTLE curious about the vast expanse of outer space. C'mon. OUTER SPACE! How incredible is that? And here I thought me coming face to face with aliens back home was INCREDIBLE, now we've got ACTUAL OUTER SPACE??? Pinch me I'm in a simulation. LOL.
Sorry I'm rambling, my name's Newt. Dr. Newton Geiszler, but but that sounds so much more boring and overcomplicated than 'Newt', so just stick with that. Worked as a xenobiologist on earth (is there multiple earths or what??? a lot of you are crazy unfamiliar with Kaiju, which is wild to me), helped giant robots fight aliens, the usual. Likes are rock music, playing instruments, tattoos, science and tech, dislikes are bossy pushovers who complain about those things.
Speaking of which, my really good pal from home's name is Hermann Gottlieb, and you should call him Herm to make him REALLY feel at home. :)
It's nice to meet you guys on the NEWTwork. ;P
... Actually—
[Suddenly, the text turns into audio, in which a higher voice with some focal fry bleeds in-]
—can I just abruptly switch to an audio function?
[A pause, and then an excitable:]
Holy shit, how awesome is that?! This is amazing; we've made some pretty monumental gains in technology back home, but we're still working on finessing the finer aspects of neuralogically connecting to networks like these for the general population. I'd love to take one of these apart sometime and see what makes them tick. Good to have an idea of what to expect, in case we need modifications or repairs done at any point.
Anyway. Uh. Hey!
... This whole voices-in-your-head thing can't be good for my train of thought, but geronimo, right?
[If anyone listens beyond that, they may catch the accidental thought-to-audio that follows:]
Wha — oh, dammit.
I sure hope this is the last nosebleed, because I would rather not worry about having accidental brain damage from drifting with aliens.
But if we ARE in space and we're going to be traveling around, that's actually kind of AWESOME.
No offense to anyone who didn't want to actually be here of course, but you're nuts if you're not a LITTLE curious about the vast expanse of outer space. C'mon. OUTER SPACE! How incredible is that? And here I thought me coming face to face with aliens back home was INCREDIBLE, now we've got ACTUAL OUTER SPACE??? Pinch me I'm in a simulation. LOL.
Sorry I'm rambling, my name's Newt. Dr. Newton Geiszler, but but that sounds so much more boring and overcomplicated than 'Newt', so just stick with that. Worked as a xenobiologist on earth (is there multiple earths or what??? a lot of you are crazy unfamiliar with Kaiju, which is wild to me), helped giant robots fight aliens, the usual. Likes are rock music, playing instruments, tattoos, science and tech, dislikes are bossy pushovers who complain about those things.
Speaking of which, my really good pal from home's name is Hermann Gottlieb, and you should call him Herm to make him REALLY feel at home. :)
It's nice to meet you guys on the NEWTwork. ;P
... Actually—
[Suddenly, the text turns into audio, in which a higher voice with some focal fry bleeds in-]
—can I just abruptly switch to an audio function?
[A pause, and then an excitable:]
Holy shit, how awesome is that?! This is amazing; we've made some pretty monumental gains in technology back home, but we're still working on finessing the finer aspects of neuralogically connecting to networks like these for the general population. I'd love to take one of these apart sometime and see what makes them tick. Good to have an idea of what to expect, in case we need modifications or repairs done at any point.
Anyway. Uh. Hey!
... This whole voices-in-your-head thing can't be good for my train of thought, but geronimo, right?
[If anyone listens beyond that, they may catch the accidental thought-to-audio that follows:]
Wha — oh, dammit.
I sure hope this is the last nosebleed, because I would rather not worry about having accidental brain damage from drifting with aliens.
audio;
Hermann, come on. How are you supposed to make friends if you have all your friends call you doctor? It'll just go ahead and say it: it's lame, and you need to move on and make better choices.
Also, my music is awesome. You're just mad that you have bad taste.
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[And here he thought they’ve reached a ceasefire in their verbal scuffles.
Also, is that chalk hitting a blackboard? Yes. Someone has holed himself in the tech lab.]
Contrary to your personal goals, I am not here to socialize like some first year in university. There are far too many unknown factors around this very station that I wish to get to the bottom of and your needless ramblings aren’t helping matters.
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..................
Are you blackboarding right now? I'm giving you a pep talk, and you're blackboarding.
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Yes — [Tap, tap.] I fail to see the problem here. [Tap, tap, tap, tap.] There’s an abundance of resources here in the lab and I intend to put them to good use.
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But in the meanwhile, I'll come hang out with you! I've got stuff I wanna do, too. I'm dying to study some skin samples and see what's currently living on me. Just to make sure this station doesn't have any questionable, invisible lifeforms around it.
[Are you excited to have to deal with me in outer space, doctor?]
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Just because I choose to use my free time differently does not mean I am completely inept at carrying myself in a casual social setting, albeit in deep space.
[Says the mathematician who is spending his day by himself, in front of the chalkboard, with his tea and baby carrots sitting neatly on top of a work desk.]
But…Very well, suit yourself. Do try to behave yourself. The last thing we need is an accident because of your…haphazard methods.
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It's not like you have any reports to the contrary aboard this space station, right?
[C:]
1/3
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You should have a little more faith in my science prowess!
no subject
[He huffs.]
Unless you’d like to write off that nosebleed of yours as adjusting to the air pressure.
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[... He unconsciously scrubs his hand under his nostril.]
And anyway, just because there was a potential for dying doesn't mean it was a bad project. Jaeger pilots risk their bacon every time they pilot those things; I don't see why I shouldn't be willing to do the same.
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[...]
...Forget it. No need to dredge this further.
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[If Hermann pays careful attention, he can feel the ghost drifting effect tickling his mind — a feeling of solitude, of isolation, of otherness. Hermann knows the feeling himself, likely; sure, Newton knows it was just how they were, to bicker and bite each other on the ankles over their prospective projects, their odd little lines of work that nobody else understands like they do, and god, Newton knows he didn't inspire anyone to want to put faith in work, but-
('... I regret not drifting sooner; I regret not listening to myself sooner. I regret having even a sliver of doubt, of letting it turn into fear. So there. Put that on your dossier, disembodied voice.')]
Whatever. I believed in me, that's all that matters.
I'm not gonna feel bad for doing that!
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He remembers the moment found Newton's limp body on the floor after the first drift.
...And he won't stop beating himself up for letting it get to that point.
So yes, Hermann can feel the lingering effects of the ghost drift. That dreadful sensation of being trapped with no one else to hear his desperate pleas, chewing at his brain like some phantom itch.
He bites the side of his lip and swallows thickly.]
Well then...you've clearly made a mark for yourself, Dr. Geiszler. The mastermind behind Operation Pitfall. It's quite clear, despite sharing the neural load, that your ego transcends the very fabric of this universe.
[He exhales.]
Please do continue to be inconsiderate with the consequences of your actions.
1/2
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After all of that, is that what you think? Right. Yeah. There's the Hermann Gottlieb behind the line. I was wondering where he went off to. But thanks for the glowing approval; I'll keep up the good work pampering my ego and being inconsiderate, because that's what I do best, right? That's my primary diet, as a matter of fact.
On second thought, I'm gonna just let you do your thing alone.
[And, because he's all but five despite himself, he half-heartedly offers a parting insult:]
Have fun with your chalk dust and your tacky sweater vests.
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As if I need your bloody company to begin with!
[Hermann doesn’t mean that, but goddammit, why must it always be like this? Right after taking down the Breach. That one moment of reprieve where the two embraced each other. All their squabbling put to the side to work together. He smiled. In all his thirty-six years on Earth has Hermann smiled that big.
'I should have been there with you sooner. I should have carried the burden with you, Newton.'
Stuffy old Hermann Gottlieb. Once again, you have locked yourself behind the part of your mind that tries to rationalize the irrational.
His eyes look up at the chalkboard. Numbers: The Language of God Themselves. Yet none of these numbers can translate the entangled mess that is his perplexing relationship with Newton.
For now, Hermann is done here. He doesn’t bother tidying after himself as he storms off from the lab. He is, after all, a variable with no coefficient. An invisible 1. A number that doesn’t change.]