Entry tags:
- marvel (616): loki laufeyson,
- marvel (mcu): bucky barnes,
- marvel (mcu): sam wilson,
- marvel (mcu): steve rogers,
- the adventure zone: taako taaco,
- ✖ dc comics (preboot): dick grayson,
- ✖ dceu: clark kent,
- ✖ dctv (arrow): ray palmer,
- ✖ original (vtm): fatima merali,
- ✖ original: cecelia wynn,
- ✖ prison break: michael scofield,
- ✖ the last of us: ellie,
- ✖ the walking dead: clementine
@cjk [ audio ]
Hello everyone. My name is Clark. I'll try and keep this brief.
Firstly, I've drawn up a blank list and placed one on the bulletin board on each housing floor. If those with medical expertise feel comfortable, they can put their name, residence here, and — if they have one — specialisation, in case of an emergency. We have several residents who aren't from the same point in time, so if you'd like to volunteer to update someone's medical knowledge, please mark your name with an asterisk.
Secondly, ah-- [ a bit of a laugh. ] I'm from Kansas, which some of you might recognise as being host to some pretty bad weather. Now, I'm not going to say I'm paranoid, but-- I like to think ahead. So, I've made up some kits with some of the usual survival paraphernalia back home and distributed them between floors. Feel free to help yourselves if you need them.
[ No one has to use them, but he’d rather everyone knows they're available. ]
Thank you for your time.
( all replies in audio unless otherwise stated )
Firstly, I've drawn up a blank list and placed one on the bulletin board on each housing floor. If those with medical expertise feel comfortable, they can put their name, residence here, and — if they have one — specialisation, in case of an emergency. We have several residents who aren't from the same point in time, so if you'd like to volunteer to update someone's medical knowledge, please mark your name with an asterisk.
Secondly, ah-- [ a bit of a laugh. ] I'm from Kansas, which some of you might recognise as being host to some pretty bad weather. Now, I'm not going to say I'm paranoid, but-- I like to think ahead. So, I've made up some kits with some of the usual survival paraphernalia back home and distributed them between floors. Feel free to help yourselves if you need them.
[ No one has to use them, but he’d rather everyone knows they're available. ]
Thank you for your time.
( all replies in audio unless otherwise stated )
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[She flaps a hand, thumbs at her nose as she steps quickly past an alleyway, her other hand resting against the small of her back like she's half-assing some kind of parade rest military pose, but really she's just ready to reach for that gun.]
You can read them if you want. They're in my backpack. I just thought the exploring was cool, you know? Seeing other worlds.
[Ones that aren't a gutted, rotting husk of what they used to be. Ones the Infection has never touched.]
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[ Her enthusiasm hasn't been tainted, though the rest of her is scarred from her experience. Clark found a lot of joy in Lois' wonder at his world, when the sky was done falling, and he sees this as no different. ]
You know... you can ask about my world.
[ Whatever humans have done or will do, he loves Earth. ]
If you want.
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She scrubs a hand through her hair, straightens her off-center ponytail.]
I dunno, dude. What's to ask?
[And what difference does her knowing it make?]
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Pumpkin pie.
[ Pumpkins take up a lot of space. In a world where resources would be scarce, Clark can't see anyone justifying growing them. ]
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[He seems kind of down about it. She reaches over to shove at his shoulder playfully. This was exactly why she didn't want to tell him about the Infection.]
C'mon, man, it's not like it's that bad. This way it's like... everything's new! I get to see it all for the first time. That's pretty awesome, right?
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It must be terrible to look at what should be known and familiar, feeling neither of those emotions.
Not for the first time, he wishes his father's AI had survived Zod's attack. ]
Pretty cool. Here's the tarp, which one should we get?
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That one. Twelve by sixteen, blue's better because water won't evaporate as fast as it will off the black, and it's not as visible as the orange if you need to build a shelter in a hurry. Decent weight, heavy duty grommets.
[She sounds like a tarp salesman. Okay then. But she does slap her hand down against it as if she's claiming alien territory for her very own, so there you go.]
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Now for rope. Thirty feet, you said?
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[She eyeballs him curiously, reaches out to poke at him. He's mostly muscle, but he hasn't given her the impression he ever had to skip a meal out of necessity rather than choice.]
You're, what, 230? You're probably one of the bigger guys here, so I'd say at least triple that just to be on the safe side. Maybe... I dunno, half inch nylon?
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[ Of course she's assessed the size of everyone, and her mind determined how best to attack, or hide, should it be necessary. ]
And last on the list, dental floss? How much of that do we need?
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[Her eye's been caught by a bike. Nothing fancy, just something in a dark purple blue strung up in some sort of hanging shelf. The air smells like fresh rubber and she wanders towards it in absentminded curiousity.]
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Then he realises he should probably keep them in her view, and they hang loose at his sides. ]
See something you like?
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And then busies herself inspecting the tires so it looks like it was on purpose.]
Huh? Oh-- nah, it's just been a long time since I've seen a bike. I mean, one you could actually ride.
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Do you know how to ride one?
[ They seem like they'd be more useful than cars or trucks. ]
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Then she gives him a Look.]
Yeah. It's not like they just stopped existing after the Infection, it's more like... you blow a tire, break the chain... that's it. You're never gonna get another one. Rubber's rationed to the military, they use it for their tires, so-- who cares about bicycles anymore.
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What about cars? A lot of those, or 'reserved'?
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There's abandoned ones all over. Most of them, you know... engine block's seized, tires are rotted, no gas, no battery, frame's rusted out. Sometimes you find one in good shape. Like... if people had a garage, or something. But that's only outside the Quarantine Zones. If there's a vehicle inside those that works, it's military.
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What about the news? Just updates on the weather?
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[She steps away from the bike, and shakes her head. Maybe in another life.]
C'mon, let's grab the rest of the stuff and get outta here.
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Clark looks at the bicycle. Maybe soon.
He follows her. ]
Flashlights up ahead.
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[Meanwhile she picks up a pack of AAs for herself. Her walkman could use a fresh set. Once she's satisfied they have all they need, she steers him towards a check-out.]
So what are you, a boy scout? You know all about camping and survival gear... was Kansas really that bad?
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[ He would've liked to feel part of something, but it didn't fit. ]
I travelled for a little while before I found my current job. Wanted to see the world.
[ If his father had been right, that human beings weren't ready. If someone got too close or realised there was something off about him, Clark could disappear. ]
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[When the Infection happened, and they lost the abilty to maintain boats or planes as humanity fought itself into the ground just to survive she has no fucking idea what's happened overseas. If somebody else found a cure, or is finding one now. There's too much disconnect. She still hopes that these people she's never met in these places she's never been have managed okay.]
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No, just North America. I liked Canada a lot.
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Then you didn't 'see the world'. You saw like. A tenth of it.
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