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ximilia2023-01-21 10:14 pm
groupiedrifter) wrote in ximilia2023-01-21 10:14 pm
[video] BACKDATED TO JAN. 19TH | un: newt
[Ah, yes, it's the half-dragon birthday boy!
He wastes no time in playing out the likely anticipated song of celebration.
This lute is getting some mileage.
It ends on a smug, contented:]
Haaaappy biiiirthday to meeeee!
That's the second birthday in a row that we're stuck on a mission. Man. But at least this birthday wasn't me stuck on a western-themed planet where we literally ran out of food to eat. That was a real freakin' bummer. [... well, it was the worst part until the townspeople turned into ash, but we don't talk about our traumas, new bloods] You guys better tell me happy birthday by the end of the day, or I'll cast a spell on you.
.... Mmmmnah, that would be too easy.
I'll just follow you around playing nothing but the happy birthday theme.
But the point of this wasn't just to shout at the rooftops that I'm 37-years-old! I spoke with the barkeep, Fribbington? What a queen, guys; I'm so jealous of her beard. Do you know how hard it is for me to get one of those? It's borderline impossible.
Ah — Right. Like, I spoke with her, and she really does not like Jun Shortaxe. Something about being sure you and him are on the same side, because it's not always that clear. But she had a lot of good things to say about Dweyre — that he was smart as a tack, helped a lot of people while in their party, best in his group at the Knights of the Seven Sisters... that after he died, nothing was ever really the same for them. I wish I could say anything else about the conversation jumped out at me... but...
Oh!
She mentioned the heirloom was some kind of scepter.
Round and royal-like, passed down through the kings. So valuable to King Zaros that he was willing to send parties after it and into deadly situations. Apparently this kind of gig, it would have set up Fribbington and the Brigade for the rest of their days as adventurers.
Unfortunately, things went really sideways. You know.
But uh! Yeah, that's all I got. I gotta admit, I've never been very good at finding the little details when it comes to things like this — maybe that's the ADHD talking. Either way, I'm almost done with the Ballard of Dweyre, so make sure you stop by the tavern and give a listen.
... Also, like. Cake. I want cake this birthday.
Someone around here has to have cake.
And I've also got an important questionnaire for everyone, by the way; no rush to finish it, it's just a little something to pass the time. Especially you new people. New people are required to fill this out.
[Anyone who knows him knows he's full of shit. But the text file comes through:]
NAME:
DATE OF BIRTH:
FAVORITE MOVIES:
FAVORITE FOODS:
FAVORITE MUSIC:
What’s your claim to fame?
How do you like to spend your free time?
What skill would you like to master?
What is your proudest accomplishment?
What is your biggest pet peeve?
What is the most useless talent you have?
If you had a warning label, what would yours say?
Are you a cat or a dog person?
Do you sing in the shower?
If you only had 5 minutes in a grocery store, what would you buy?
Which body part do you wish you could detach and why?
If you had to change your name, what would you change it to?
If police arrested you with no explanation, what would your friends assume you had done?
Can you touch your nose with your tongue?
He wastes no time in playing out the likely anticipated song of celebration.
This lute is getting some mileage.
It ends on a smug, contented:]
Haaaappy biiiirthday to meeeee!
That's the second birthday in a row that we're stuck on a mission. Man. But at least this birthday wasn't me stuck on a western-themed planet where we literally ran out of food to eat. That was a real freakin' bummer. [... well, it was the worst part until the townspeople turned into ash, but we don't talk about our traumas, new bloods] You guys better tell me happy birthday by the end of the day, or I'll cast a spell on you.
.... Mmmmnah, that would be too easy.
I'll just follow you around playing nothing but the happy birthday theme.
But the point of this wasn't just to shout at the rooftops that I'm 37-years-old! I spoke with the barkeep, Fribbington? What a queen, guys; I'm so jealous of her beard. Do you know how hard it is for me to get one of those? It's borderline impossible.
Ah — Right. Like, I spoke with her, and she really does not like Jun Shortaxe. Something about being sure you and him are on the same side, because it's not always that clear. But she had a lot of good things to say about Dweyre — that he was smart as a tack, helped a lot of people while in their party, best in his group at the Knights of the Seven Sisters... that after he died, nothing was ever really the same for them. I wish I could say anything else about the conversation jumped out at me... but...
Oh!
She mentioned the heirloom was some kind of scepter.
Round and royal-like, passed down through the kings. So valuable to King Zaros that he was willing to send parties after it and into deadly situations. Apparently this kind of gig, it would have set up Fribbington and the Brigade for the rest of their days as adventurers.
Unfortunately, things went really sideways. You know.
But uh! Yeah, that's all I got. I gotta admit, I've never been very good at finding the little details when it comes to things like this — maybe that's the ADHD talking. Either way, I'm almost done with the Ballard of Dweyre, so make sure you stop by the tavern and give a listen.
... Also, like. Cake. I want cake this birthday.
Someone around here has to have cake.
And I've also got an important questionnaire for everyone, by the way; no rush to finish it, it's just a little something to pass the time. Especially you new people. New people are required to fill this out.
[Anyone who knows him knows he's full of shit. But the text file comes through:]
NAME:
DATE OF BIRTH:
FAVORITE MOVIES:
FAVORITE FOODS:
FAVORITE MUSIC:
What’s your claim to fame?
How do you like to spend your free time?
What skill would you like to master?
What is your proudest accomplishment?
What is your biggest pet peeve?
What is the most useless talent you have?
If you had a warning label, what would yours say?
Are you a cat or a dog person?
Do you sing in the shower?
If you only had 5 minutes in a grocery store, what would you buy?
Which body part do you wish you could detach and why?
If you had to change your name, what would you change it to?
If police arrested you with no explanation, what would your friends assume you had done?
Can you touch your nose with your tongue?
text; un: raddude5000
If it wasn't Newt's birthday, Finn may have allowed his pouting to leak into his response. But seeing as it was, well. He swallows it, for now.]
Happy birthday, Newt! Where'd you learn to play that thing?? you're really good. we should totally jam sometime.
OH, and thanks for scoring all this juicy info. Tho kinda weird the orb's been here so long, right? i thought they made stuff go scronched-up right away. maybe i gotta reread the old mission files again. they're so long haha...
OH, and here's my survey! thanks for organizing this stuff. are you like, the xim morale officer or something?
[And then, filled out in complete earnestness...]
NAME: Finn Mertens
DATE OF BIRTH: march 14th
FAVORITE MOVIES: HEAT SIGNATURE!!!
FAVORITE FOODS: meatloaf is my numba one fave all day long, but lots of foods are pretty good. pretty much anything breakfast-y rules. oh, and apple pie!
FAVORITE MUSIC: vampire music!!
What’s your claim to fame?
well, back home, i'm like... a pretty famous hero (not to brag or whatever). Here, probably the potato thing?
How do you like to spend your free time?
sword training, dungeon diving, video games, and uh sleeping i guess.
What skill would you like to master?
i'm pretty good at the sword but i'm not a master. my old teacher back home told me my technique was total butt. he said it'd take me ten years to master it if i practiced every day, and that was like a year ago so... nine more to go, right?
What is your proudest accomplishment?
i guess i've saved the world a couple times, but... me and my ex girlfriend becoming friends after everything that happened between us, that was really hard for me and took forever, so. yeah, that one.
What is your biggest pet peeve?
ugh, people who WON'T stop talking about themselves (this survey doesn't count, right?)
What is the most useless talent you have?
i swallowed a little computer when I was 11 and now I can make my voice go all technological when i want it to
If you had a warning label, what would yours say?
I can't get my head around this one, man. maybe CAUTION: MAY CONTAIN TRACE AMOUNTS OF LEAD?
y'know, 'cuz the arm? i think it's made of aluminum, but... still funny!
Are you a cat or a dog person?
DOG!!! But cats are cool too
Do you sing in the shower?
who doesn't?
If you only had 5 minutes in a grocery store, what would you buy?
boiled eggs, probably. you can fit a BUNCH of them in a shopping bag.
Which body part do you wish you could detach and why?
my legs maybe? i feel like bionic legs would come in crazy handy.
If you had to change your name, what would you change it to?
Finn Campbell, maybe... I dunno. This one's kinda hard to answer.
If police arrested you with no explanation, what would your friends assume you had done?
they'd assume someone framed me!!! or... i guess destruction of property? that happens sometimes.
Can you touch your nose with your tongue?
not right now, but i'll keep working at it!
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I object?
audio; sorry again im a menace
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[Don't make him demonstrate.]
Audio;
[He doesn’t know what’s going on but he likes screaming]
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Fantastic! He might even give you a run for your money with that one, Naruhodo.
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...He really can't be mad about it. He did egg the kid on, after all.]
A-alright, I'll admit: That was fairly impressive. Now, personally, I prefer to take the single word approach:
Objection!
text;
Er, I was. Kind of.
Not famously, though. And with asterisks attached.
But I did help stop an alien invasion.
[Even just a month ago, he would have mourned whatever heroism he'd had, would have convicted himself of being an easily manipulated sad sack who didn't deserve any kind words for what he'd tried to do. But you know, friends are really, really helpful in not hating yourself for something evil alien hiveminds do to you.
... To a degree.]
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wait, forreal?? I didn't know you did fighting, dude! what kind of aliens? How'd you do it, beat up their evil queen or something? aliens are kinda like ants or worms and stuff that way, evil queens out the j-stop.
text;
The j-stop?
text;
[What's not to get, guy??]
text;
I feel like a deli tray is a mouth.
I mean, my mouth turns into an automated deli tray when there's a sandwich nearby
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[It’s a high compliment, don’t worry]
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[ And a similarly proactive sense of self-esteem. ]
Hold on we’re getting off topic, you can’t leave me hanging on the alien invasion thing. What kind of aliens??
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But oh OH right
Uh!
My planet was on the verge of a complete alien takeover before I came here!
Basically it was a bunch of genocidal assholes in a hivemind society who wanted to suck the natural resources out of the planet and destroy all of us.
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Man, that rips. how did you stop them? did you have to fight them in space?
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They opened a portal, though, and would send giant cloned monsters out of the ocean to try and totally wipe out civilization. THAT was how we managed to get to 'em. But my world didn't even know the monsters weren't the main baddies until we drifted with a piece of their brain.
It's complicated.
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Finn quite literally speaking these thoughts aloud to himself over his campfire, scratching his chin thoughtfully and staring up at the starry sky. Unfortunately, no answers forthcoming from the big lady herself. Finn turns his attentions back to the little dude instead.]
uh yeah man, sounds like it. guess you must be a pretty big honking deal back home, if you beat back something that craycray. are there statues of you and stuff?
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I'm kind of hoping I get a cool trophy or something to hang on my wall. I busted my ass for years! But yknow, the big cool people who pilot the jaeger robots are usually the ones who get the glory. I would say that's fair because they're in danger more often, but I DID almost get eaten multiple times by giant alien monsters.
And had a bunch of guns pointed at me! And almost got crushed by a ceiling. And had a few seizures! I feel like that gets me a fancy certificate.
[Well.
In truth, he feels a lot of things, not a lot as positive as they used to be.
Learning you're possessed for a full fucking decade and kickstart a whole new war changes things.
But what point is there to dump a 'woe is me' on a teenager?]
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Were Finn in a position to analyze, he might wonder if it was Newt's bard magic at work. If he was in a position to understand, he could probably assume that was just Newt's regular magic.]
oh dude, at least. you gotta go for two fancy certificates!