http://wiener-bonbons.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] wiener-bonbons.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] ataraxion2011-12-08 01:29 am

001 [video]

[An image flickers into view of a very distressed-looking, bespectacled young man. His eyes are tired as if he had just finished exerting himself in one way or another. In this case, it was panic, but he is doing his best to not let on. Unfortunately, his voice is trembling a bit, but considering the level of panic he’s just managed to shake off, he’s doing quite well. Stiff upper lip, as always. As much as he can, at any rate.]

Hello. I would like to know who else is present in this place, and what your circumstances were leading up to your arrival here. I understand that the United States and the USSR have been exploring the idea of space travel this past decade, and I am under the assumption that one of them has finally succeeded. I have spoken with the United States, however, and he appears to be just as confused as I am. [His face colors a bit, nervous again.] I’m almost certain this is some sort of arrangement decided upon as a result of the events of the last two decades. I'm not sure what would be more of a comfort - knowing the USSR is responsible, or finding him somewhere on here, and having to start from square one figuring out why I'm here. Or why we're all here.

[He leans his head upon his hand and his long, slender pianist’s fingers are raked through his own hair. He lets out a sigh, inadvertently letting his guard down a bit, not looking into the camera.] I thought all of that was over and done with. They finally let me pledge to eternal neutrality and I embraced it. I welcomed their conditions with open arms and honestly, I thought I’d been let off easy. But it looks like that was too good to be true, now, and in any case, it makes sense. After everything that happened, really. [He winces, finally looking back at the camera for a split second, his voice faltering a bit, speaking quickly and quietly.] And in regards to that, all I can say is that I’m sorry, and that I wish I’d known myself, otherwise... [A pause.] Really, if someone could just tell me what I’m in for, I’m prepared to hear it. Just don’t leave me in the dark. Please.

[Another pause, growing more agitated.] And if someone could explain this godforsaken number...

[He trails off. He really, really does not want to think about that; he's already tried desperately to remove the number until he realized he was severely harming his skin.]

[The video flickers out.]


[[ooc: going to sleep soon and may have a busy day tomorrow, but I will try to respond asap!!]]

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[identity profile] in-three.livejournal.com 2011-12-08 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
It's one of two things: Either the memory loss is effecting what year everyone thinks it is, or somehow we've all been pulled from different times and areas of space and slapped on this ship.

You just mentioned the USSR. That's practically ancient history for me.

[voice]

[identity profile] in-three.livejournal.com 2011-12-09 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
[he pauses. this must breech the prime directive in some way. telling this guy anything more could be fucking around with history. but then, the way he's talking, if he's the actual country... Jim pulls a face, and feels a headache coming on, before exhaling and deciding to go with it.]

There aren't any nations, actually. I'm sure Austria is still over there, but all of Earth operates under one government, now.

[voice]

[identity profile] in-three.livejournal.com 2011-12-09 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
[he pauses, awkwardly. he's not good at this comforting thing.]

I think our present situation is a little more pressing, don't you?

[voice]

[identity profile] in-three.livejournal.com 2011-12-09 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
I've got to admit that sounds a little crazy.

[AIs becoming organic was one thing, but this...?]