Video | welcome, hallo, buenos días, ohayō, etc, etc! | UN: Newt

[groupiedrifter]

[Newt comes shuffling into view on the screen, holding a cup of coffee in his hand with a bag of what seems to be Sour Patch Kids harrowingly hanging out from beneath the pinky finger of the very same hand. Disheveled but more than happy to provide his services after dragging himself out of bed, he taps his knuckle on the chalkboard beside him — one that used to be Hermann Gottlieb's, may he rest in peace (in a not dead way — may he rest in peace on a beach or something while wholly alive and thriving).]

Noticed an influx of new and kinda-new faces over the last few days or weeks or whatever.

So here's my handy dandy welcome board! Recently updated, to keep with the times.

Read it over and get a feel for how this place goes; I'm gonna finish off this coffee before I take any questions.

[As he takes the world's most obnoxious-sounding sip and burns his tongue, here's the board in question:]



[And then, after a bit of time, he turns the board over to the other side:]



[No worries, current crew, if you can't get one of those introduction papers in person!

Because he's attached them in file format, too.]



[And in case you wanted a text format copy:

Name:
Age:
Birthday:
Favorite color:
Favorite food:
Favorite subject:
Favorite toy:
Favorite animal:
Favorite candy:
Favorite activity:
Favorite place:
Favorite book:
Favorite TV show:
Favorite movie:
I am good at:
I want to learn:
Least favorite subject:
Place I want to go:
If I could make one wish, it would be:
If I could have one superpower, it would be:
This is what I want my teacher to know about me:

(Have at it — threadjacking is encouraged).]

Comments

[godslain]

Any one of the other millions of species in the galaxy.

[wolfbrother]

[ Sean feels a little abashed, as he should have thought of that sooner. It did make a weird sort of sense that there would be aliens in space, but he certainly hasn't seen any yet. Unless... he's talking to one right now? The thought is both cool and a little scary. ]

So you're not human? What are you? [ There's a pause, followed quickly by another message. ] Sorry, I hope that's not like. A crazy insensitive thing to ask, I've just never met a person who wasn't.

[godslain]

（ the answer mollifies her somewhat, and rather than being short with him she answers honestly: ）

I am Zehoberei.

[wolfbrother]

[ Upon asking, Sean realizes he really does not know what he was expecting to say when he got his answer. There's a pause before he ham-fistedly mind-types out: ]

Is that like... a species, or...?

[godslain]

（ with an ANNOYED NOISE, she turns her camera on. stares directly into it. and then clicks it off again. ）

Zehoberei.

[wolfbrother]

[ Oh. Well. That answers that question. ]

Wow... I'm sorry, I'm kinda dumb. I just haven't ever seen someone like you before.

[ Beat. ]

I like your hair.

[godslain]

That does not make you dumb. I am the only survivor of my species. It is unlikely even the most travelled among your kind would have encountered one prior.

（ gamora can you fucking chill. ）

Thank you. It serves its purpose.

（ what. what is its purpose exactly. ）

[wolfbrother]

[ Sean sucks in a hiss between his teeth, reading over that first fact a few times. It was dropped so easily, as if it wouldn't definitely win every single game of worst story around the campfire back at the farm.

He had a hundred more questions in his head. Maybe a thousand. But he also had a working conscience, which meant those questions were bitten back just in time. ]

oh, uh. what purpose is that?

[godslain]

It is hair.

（ yep. that's it.

look, you spend too long in close quarters with drax... ）