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poly_chromatic2012-04-28 06:05 am
Entry tags:
014 - And Etcetera And Etcetera - Video
[The feed snaps on to a shot of Karl. He looks perfectly neat and well-dressed. Sane, even. But his left eyebrow keeps twitching. Pursing his lips, he tosses his hair back from his eyes, and opens his mouth. Anyone who knows Karl expects him to break into a spiteful rant about 'Puny Humans' or 'The Worthless City'. Perhaps a charming comment about blood, entrails, dead babies, and the joys therein.]
[Instead, what emerges is:]
AY, YO - WHAT THE FUCK'S WRONG WIT' CHOO, CITY? Don' be tryin' no bubble-poppin'; you bitches gon' be balled up! Ya gots 'til midnight to set me straight, and I'ma low it. Else I'ma put that smack-a-lackin' on ya. We straight thug nasty. We ain't taking shit from nobody, ya' mean?
...
[Pause. Blink. Scowl. His left eyebrow twitches worse.]
Bravo, City.
How am I supposed to conduct any business, if even I don't understand what I'm saying? Unless there are translators who understand this gibberish.
[Reaching to shut off the device.]
If there are any, I demand your services for today. Until then - peace out, yo. Keep it trill.
[And he nearly brings up two fingers to make deuces, before catching himself with a smothered growl. Wow. Look at his eyebrow twitch. Muttering between gritted teeth, Karl snaps the device shut. Translators, feel free to get in touch!]
[OOC; Hit with Lost in Translation, Karl is cursed to spit disses like a Gangsta. (Or maybe a Wanksta?) He has no clue what half the words spilling out of his mouth mean. And it's weirding the eff out of him. Help a vampire out, City! :|b]
[Instead, what emerges is:]
AY, YO - WHAT THE FUCK'S WRONG WIT' CHOO, CITY? Don' be tryin' no bubble-poppin'; you bitches gon' be balled up! Ya gots 'til midnight to set me straight, and I'ma low it. Else I'ma put that smack-a-lackin' on ya. We straight thug nasty. We ain't taking shit from nobody, ya' mean?
...
[Pause. Blink. Scowl. His left eyebrow twitches worse.]
Bravo, City.
How am I supposed to conduct any business, if even I don't understand what I'm saying? Unless there are translators who understand this gibberish.
[Reaching to shut off the device.]
If there are any, I demand your services for today. Until then - peace out, yo. Keep it trill.
[And he nearly brings up two fingers to make deuces, before catching himself with a smothered growl. Wow. Look at his eyebrow twitch. Muttering between gritted teeth, Karl snaps the device shut. Translators, feel free to get in touch!]
[OOC; Hit with Lost in Translation, Karl is cursed to spit disses like a Gangsta. (Or maybe a Wanksta?) He has no clue what half the words spilling out of his mouth mean. And it's weirding the eff out of him. Help a vampire out, City! :|b]

Private Video:
[Going to work. Making money. Visiting a tailor for a new suit. Etc.]
...
Why do you ask?
Private Video:
I have to be aware of your whereabouts at all times after all in case anything were to happen.
[Though Karl should know by now he's been keeping an eye on him via his eagle without asking up to this point.]
Private Video:
Kemosabe, you lunchin'. What-choo think's gon' happen t'me? Ahm straight up beast brah. I gots heart and all themz bitches jus' herbs.
...
That isn't necessary. I can more than watch myself.
Private Video: 1/3
Don't forget you've only been placed on a longer leash under my agreement with Solomon. Now state where you'd be, young man.
Private Video: 2/3
Private Video: 3/3
[Though he's fully serious of the warning and not to play him for a fool. He'll know everything you do, Karl.]
Private Video 1/2
I'm planning to head to work, as I told you. At least, I think I told you..
Afterward, I have some suits to pick up topside.
Private Video: 2/2
But with what, I'm not yet certain.
Private Video:
Good.
[He just gave an annoyed look to the second comment. He wasn't about to tell him what it was, having been cursed once with it already in the past.]
Don't mind it.
Private Video:
[Hnnnnngh.]
Very well.
Private Video:
[ajdfaj;fj His instinct is to keep watching him until he leaves to make sure he's all right despite the irritated look on his face.]