video; @star.lord

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Distinguished and not-so distinguished residents of Riverview, hello.

Currently, you are graced with a mugshot of one Peter “Space-Duke” Quill and a view of the messier half of his shared apartment. In his hand is his trusty mp3 player – which boasts at least three hundred songs, holy crap, y’all – and while he has one bud in his ear, the other dangles from the wire. ]

So. Apparently if nothing else, this place has, like, all the music ever. So if I’ve gotta be stuck here, might as well make the most of it, right?

I’m on the hunt for somethin’ new. Tryin’ to play a whole lot of catch up. If anyone’s got any music recommendations, I’m all ears. Songs, artists, albums, weird, avant-garde stuff with a guy saying “number nine” over and over – hit me with your best shot. I’ll try anything once.

Also, uh.

[ A pause, and he turns the mp3 player’s face toward the camera. The screen happily displays the album art of The Best of Earth, Wind & Fire, Vol. 1 while “September” plays. Zunes, man!! Aren’t they rad? ]

Don’t suppose anyone here’s familiar enough with this that they can show me how to add stuff?

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[glitterpants]

_{[ This is a good, decent conversation. And Karamatsu is all brightened up by it, nice going. ]}

Oh? Do you recognize good dancers when you see them? Does that make you a dancer yourself, ah..
_{[ He squints at the feed to check Peter's username. ]}

Starlord-san?

[nostalgiabomb]

Just Star-Lord works— [ And he takes a second look at the other guy's username. ] Mr. Too-Cool.

[ Surprisingly, there's very little judgment there. Probably because Peter goes by "Star-Lord," and calling other people out on their call signs is a dick move. ]

And, yeah. I guess you could call me a dancer. [ You could call Peter the greatest dancer, by his own reckoning. He continues on with a modest sort of air, ] I dabble.

[glitterpants]

_{[ He called him Too-Cool. Karamatsu wasn't exacting that and takes that as a flattering name, maybe thinking that Peter might have some meaning behind calling him that, and yet: ]}

O-oh, well, heh. Karamatsu will do just fine.
You dabble? Do you honestly think it is dabbling. To you, it could be dabbling, but to somebody else.. you could be amazing! Just like Elvis!
I believe in you.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Peter lets out an uncertain sort of noise, apparently keeping up that air of humility. ]

Well, I guess people have come away lookin' pretty impressed whenever they've seen me dancing.

[ "Impressed."

"Startled and concerned."

Same difference. ]

I appreciate the vote of confidence, though, dude.

[glitterpants]

Perhaps, one day, we can collaborate!
_{[ A SINGLE GUITAR STRUM. ]}

You can dance to my beautiful music!
_{[ he doesn't halt when it comes to jumping on the friendship train, does he? ]}
We can be an Elvis Duo!
_{[ no... ]}

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Peter can't help it.

He snorts out a laugh.

BUT he quickly recovers. ]

I dunno. That's kind of a big name to live up to, don't you think? Like, we don't wanna set the bar too high, here, is all.

[glitterpants]

—What's wrong with that?
_{[ he always sets the bar extremely high for.. literally everything. ]}

[nostalgiabomb]

Just sayin'! Baby steps. Work your way up, so that once you decide to call yourself "Elvis Whatever," you know you're worthy of it.

[glitterpants]

_{[ look at you, Peter. You're giving advice to two different NEETs in two different threads. ]}
.. O-oh, I see.. what should I start with, then?

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He's always prided himself on his ability to multitask. ]

... That's a good question.

I dunno! Whose level do you think you meet right now? Or, like, someone you look at, and you're like, "Pffft, I could totally kick his ass."

[glitterpants]

_{[ It takes him awhile, and the last time he was in his original world, something very specific happened: ]}

Heh. My big brother. I already kicked his ass.
_{[ It's not saying much since Osomatsu is just as wimpy, but.. it's hard to imagine him beating anyone up, especially his siblings— and yet, he's not bluffing. ]}

[nostalgiabomb]

[ If Peter were a better role model – or at the very least, a better adult – he'd discourage that sort of behavior.

As it is, he snorts out a laugh. ]

Nice.

You really wanna name a band after him, though?

[glitterpants]

Of course not.
After all, our series is named after him— when it is about all six of us! It isn't fair!
_{[ ah.. breaking the 4th wall. Moving along: ]}

Oh, I have a better idea. With a creative name like Starlord, I'm sure you could come up with a cool band name for me, eh?
_{[ Wanna help him out? ]}

[nostalgiabomb]

[ ... wut.

No, okay, apparently they're moving on, even if Peter still spares the camera a brief, bewildered look. ]

I guess it depends on what kinda sound or image you're goin' for? Like, I don't wanna toss out cutesy suggestions for a bubblegum pop group, only to find out you're goin' for a death metal thing.

[glitterpants]

Hmmm.
Something cool and aspiring.. something that will change the world!

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Peter valiantly bites down on his snort. ]

You seriously dream big, huh?

[glitterpants]

What is the point of dreaming small?

[nostalgiabomb]

Suppose there isn't one, really. Guess you oughta aim for the stars if you're gonna aim for anything.

[glitterpants]

Heh, absolutely. You should know all about the stars if you're named after them, Starlord-san.
_{[ stop. ]}

Where did you obtain such a name?

[nostalgiabomb]

[ It's kind of a lame joke, but Peter still huffs out a laugh, all the same. ]

I just kinda picked it up. Didn't really come from anywhere in particular.

[ Which is a lie, but it's a practiced one; it comes out smoothly enough. ]

[glitterpants]

Yeah? Ah, I think your name is...
_{[ wait for it ]}

Far out!
_{[ i hate this ]}

I believe in you, and I believe that you could give me a good nick name. If you need time to think, that is fine. A star does not become born over night.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Peter is wearing that distinct sort of smile, the type that's caught somewhere between genuine amusement and complete bafflement. The sort of smile that just screams, "Is this for real?" ]

Sure. Yeah. I'll give it some thought.

[ he really won't. ]

[glitterpants]

I look forward to hearing from you, then— and becoming your friend.
_{[ AND THAT'S THAT. He'll never hear from Peter again. ]}