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theredchampion) wrote in
ataraxion2012-07-09 10:35 pm
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[ Niall. Hates. Gadgets.
It isn't that he can't use them, he can -- was quick to learn and familiarise himself with human things as they developed.
He just finds them irritating. People pay more attention to their damnable gadgets than to where they are walking half the time, which is irritating, and insist on barely comprehensible shorthand. That, and he prefers a face-to-face conversation that he can be in control of. Where he can twist and weave words more comfortably than inane text conversations.
This ship is annoying. The fact that he has no idea how he got here is annoying, and he has no doubt the people on it will be even more irritating on top of all that.
Still.
The best way to go about these situations is to read up on the environment as much as possible. Which Niall does, quickly absorbing the information and sighing with increasing frustration. Promises, promises. Everyone can go home eventually. Aside from mysterious diseases and anonymous puzzles and suspicious deaths and screams in the darkness. Niall glowers at his device, then raises an eyebrow as he debates how to go about this. Maybe it will be a little fun after all. ]
Riddle me this, then. Over 200 people aboard this vessel who have awoken here, 2 original crew members and a person of unknown origin fond of red typeface who appears to know more than the rest of you. With strength of numbers in your favour, I would say it appears strange you are unable to disentangle this with greater speed. Perhaps a more strategic approach may help? Or a more intelligent one. Has anyone begun to collate trends, patterns, pooled knowledge and moved beyond generic reactions of horror? I'd hate to put effort into repeating that which has already been done.
Screaming wastes both time and oxygen.
It isn't that he can't use them, he can -- was quick to learn and familiarise himself with human things as they developed.
He just finds them irritating. People pay more attention to their damnable gadgets than to where they are walking half the time, which is irritating, and insist on barely comprehensible shorthand. That, and he prefers a face-to-face conversation that he can be in control of. Where he can twist and weave words more comfortably than inane text conversations.
This ship is annoying. The fact that he has no idea how he got here is annoying, and he has no doubt the people on it will be even more irritating on top of all that.
Still.
The best way to go about these situations is to read up on the environment as much as possible. Which Niall does, quickly absorbing the information and sighing with increasing frustration. Promises, promises. Everyone can go home eventually. Aside from mysterious diseases and anonymous puzzles and suspicious deaths and screams in the darkness. Niall glowers at his device, then raises an eyebrow as he debates how to go about this. Maybe it will be a little fun after all. ]
Riddle me this, then. Over 200 people aboard this vessel who have awoken here, 2 original crew members and a person of unknown origin fond of red typeface who appears to know more than the rest of you. With strength of numbers in your favour, I would say it appears strange you are unable to disentangle this with greater speed. Perhaps a more strategic approach may help? Or a more intelligent one. Has anyone begun to collate trends, patterns, pooled knowledge and moved beyond generic reactions of horror? I'd hate to put effort into repeating that which has already been done.
Screaming wastes both time and oxygen.

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Most call me Red. Are you going to tell my fortune? Or are you simply hoping to cross-reference me in the horror sci-fi annual and find an embarrassing photograph?
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In any case, I have put out a preliminary survey to 1.) collect basic biographical data about a number of people here and 2.) try to determine similarities amongst worlds.
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Good thing Red is a gender neutral designation. He will now carefully ]
I would not object to being addressed in such a way, given the circumstances. Still, since you appear to have moved past that now, did your survey yield anything in particular? Assuming you managed results at all.
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[text] oops backspaced something there *carefully avoiding saying which.
Seriously, Edgeworth? You are making this easy. ]
So you have deduced that we have fallen into the bad part of town, as it were? I could have told you that from disintegrated corpses and screaming, myself.
[text] GOTCHA
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And that does not sound like a rough neighbourhood to you?
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Is that, perhaps, projection on your part? Something you have been considering yourself?
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Or, as the case may be, what in space. ]
It was a generalised comment, related to the people you surveyed. I you spoke of violence, so I made an idle observation. Any people where violence is a relating factor and death occurs is something of a bad neighbourhood. Have you considered sedatives for your condition? I think perspective and sleep would help you a great deal. You come across a touch intense.
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[text] HAHA whoa had to google that shit, that's an awesome story
[text] You are welcome!
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