video | the hero begging change his sword across his knees

[championhawke]

[Count on another ren faire escapee to trigger an accidental video (or...perhaps not so accidental, although he's certainly ignoring the device at first) as he wrecks electrical mayhem in the holodeck. It's an impressive lightning storm, if you go in for that kind of thing, the figure in the center of it blindingly illuminated as electricity arcs and scorches in wide blazing bursts, the triggered sprinkler system doing nothing to quell it.

Eventually, it dies down, and the man in the middle of it with a rather ragged beard takes a swig from a bottle.]

You know, [he says, conversationally; this isn't an accident, then] I think we ought to vote on a name change for this Maker accursed ship. My darling friend Isabela hinted to me once--pirate captain, lovely woman, would rob you blind in a flash--I believe hinted to me that renaming a ship and properly anointing it with--ah, 'dancing' and alcohol could shift a curse. What with all the murder and mayhem and general poor attitudes I believe we're overdue!

I say we call her the good ship Meredith. But that's only after an old friend. Absolutely mad and murderous. I think it's fitting--oh, oh, or The Death Trap! Something spooky and doom inducing, at least. Who's with me?

[He fixes the camera with his most dazzling (soaked, drunk) smile.]

Comments

[voice]

[championhawke]

My idea is brilliant and you envy me.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

[...]

[voice]

[championhawke]

Knew it.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

You're an idiot.

[voice]

[championhawke]

Oh, utterly so.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

So address that.

[voice]

[championhawke]

You'll never take me alive.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

...What.

[voice]

[championhawke]

You heard me, Templar.

[Ridiculousness: kicked up eight notches.]

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

Templar?

[voice]

[championhawke]

That's what you blighted well act like.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

A member of the medieval order of the templars.

[voice]

[championhawke]

A mage handler.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

...Ah. Charming. You're calling me an oppressor.

[voice]

[championhawke]

Knew you'd catch up. Yes, I am. In my lands you'd be positively popular for it.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

And how is that remotely appropriate?

[voice]

[championhawke]

You're irksome and giving me a headache.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

Right. So I'm annoying and therefore an oppressive murderer.

Charming sense of propriety you have.

[voice]

[championhawke]

Who told you every Templar was a murderer? My brother wanted to be a Templar.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

I see. So me being a templar isn't a bad thing?

[voice]

[championhawke]

It does mean you're a prickly fool.

But not that I hate you.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

I see. So you are trying to insult me, but trying to dodge responsibility for the same.

[voice]

[championhawke]

Do you ever get tired of being such a headache to puzzle out? Honestly.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

Do you ever get tired of being an imbecile?

[voice]

[championhawke]

Well said.

Yes, actually, it's exhausting. I hardly get a thing done.