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[laszlo_jamf]

[It begins with a start. Most videos do. But nothing to speak of. There are voices and colors and lights. And a view of a familiar landmark: the Carousel:]



[That's all. Nothing to see, really. Just a view of the Carousel as it spins endlessly (one hopes?).

The owner of the device turns it around to turn it off again, but in so doing it affords one a glimpse of is face...

...which suggests that, perhaps, sometimes even the gods themselves walk the streets.

But that's all there is to see.]

[ooc: Welcome home, POLYchromatic. Laszlo is out for a walk. Don't try anything, though. He's protected by a smoketopus--an octopus made of smoke that he can summon at will--among other things. But, still...he's here. Of course he's here. Where else would he be?]

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[laszlo_jamf]

Professor Doctor Laszlo Jamf. Deity, yes. Celebrity, perhaps.

[undespairing]

Nice to meet you, Professor Doctor Deity Jamf! Wow, I've never met someone with so many titles before. I'm curious, is it true you guys are the ones who make all those curses happen? You must have really great powers to do things like that.

[laszlo_jamf]

Come now. Come, come, come.

That's proprietary knowledge. And you know that.

[undespairing]

Heh, it was worth a try. You sure I can't find out though? I promise I won't tell!

[laszlo_jamf]

But what if you find yourself at the mercy of a curse that forces you to tell the truth? What then will you do?

[undespairing]

...Would those curses keep me from keeping my mouth shut?

[laszlo_jamf]

That depends on the curse, doesn't it?

[undespairing]

Oh, that's true! Guess that's out of the question then. How about sneaking into your base?

[laszlo_jamf]

How about not.

First, it's an office, not a base.
Second, we have security for that very reason.

Too bad, so sad.

[undespairing]

Awwwww...

[laszlo_jamf]

You'll get over it, kid.