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Dave Strider ([personal profile] knightime) wrote in [community profile] rakuen2012-04-11 04:33 pm

Tenth Beat in Video/Text

[The first thing you notice is that the video feed is shaking slightly. It's mostly pointed up towards the ceiling, but you can see Dave's back as he seems to be hunched over something at his desk. There's a crap ton of wire taped over the ceiling of his bed and area, photos being hung with clothespins fro them. Generally speaking, it seems that Dave has settled into his dorm, and it's starting to get a little messy. Hopefully no one in his dorm minds that his shelves are covered with, what looks to be, some dead animals preserved strangely. There's a few bugs encased in tree sap and he even has a jar with...well you aren't sure what it is from the video feed.

The next thing you know is that there's some music playing. It isn't anything that the locals are playing at the little post dungeon party, but something you'd hear at a club. Dave is swaying back and forth to the music, his foot tapping to the beat and his head bobbing slightly. He finally pulls the headphones off his ears, so they can rest around his neck. Dave gets up from his seat and makes his way over, turning off the feed. A minute or two later though, there's some text.
]

that
my friends
is how music should be done


[If you live in the Black dorms, you might notice your walls are shaking and constantly hearing his music. Well, sucks to be you. It doesn't seem like he's stopping anytime soon.]

[Failed Private Lock to Jade Harley, John Egbert, and Rose Lalonde.]

lets go swimming
oh gdi
that was supposed to be private
fuck
hnrghhhhh
ok
cool
swimming
yeah
lets do this
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[personal profile] fracturedsoul 2012-04-12 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
[ That doesn't make any sense. Like, even less sense than winding up here, wherever here is, in the first place. It's... unnerving. He's figured out the memory loss thing by now; what if one of the things he's lost is his previous time here? ]

Strider, huh? Interesting. [ But surely just a coincidence. Because Dirk has no family, and never did. ] Looks like I made quite the impression on you when I was here before, Dave.
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[personal profile] fracturedsoul 2012-04-12 05:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ As he takes the PDA and reads what Dave has to say, Dirk moves over to what appears to be the only free bed in the room, sets his schoolbag down, and opens it up to unpack. Two coins... 20 raks altogether, it looks like. And a uniform with, oh boy, a choice between pants and skirt. It's pretty fugly, but he should probably change out of these bloodstained pajamas pretty soon. ]

Yeah, those are all things that are true. That is an unreal number of coincidences. That many coincidences all in one place sure does imply that they aren't coincidences at all.

Sburb, huh? [ He hands the PDA back as he looks over the uniforms. He's considering the skirt variant just to see what kind of looks he'd get, but it is pretty chilly out. ] There's only going to be four players in our session, and none of them are named Dave Strider. Furthermore, I live alone in my awesome high rise apartment full of puppets. Always have. So -- what, are you from some kind of alternate universe?
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[personal profile] fracturedsoul 2012-04-12 08:14 am (UTC)(link)
[ Fuck, that could mean a lot of things. He skims the text quickly, then goes back over it again. He's got to be forgetting something... Maybe if he had all of his memories he could put it together.

Damn. He stares at the screen, thinking about this, trying to come up with some kind of answer. He's so focused he doesn't even think to hand the PDA back to Dave once he's done reading. ]
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[personal profile] fracturedsoul 2012-04-12 08:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ It does take a moment, but he finally notices the wacky flailing out of the corner of one eye. Oops. He hands the PDA back. ]

Sorry about that. I don't know sign language, though. [ It stands to reason that's what Dave was doing, if he can't talk. ] Shit, the amount of sense this makes is less than none. If making sense was a number you could take a square root from it'd be all imaginary numbers over here. Not gonna use those in your everyday math, nope.

[ He grabs up the pants version of the uniform, folding the clothes for easier carrying to the... bathroom? Or where is he supposed to change? How does that work? Living with people is going to be weird. ]
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[personal profile] fracturedsoul 2012-04-12 08:57 am (UTC)(link)
That may be true about Sburb, but this place might not operate under the same rules. [ Shrug. ] Still -- Yeah, it's best to assume things are going to make sense at some point. Let's go with that.

Great. Thanks. I'm gonna go change and take a look around this place. [ He nods to Dave, and turns to head out of the room. ]
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[personal profile] fracturedsoul 2012-04-12 09:02 am (UTC)(link)
--oh. [ So there's a manual. Yeah, he goes back to his bag and finds that. He'll just take that with him. ]

I just want to get acquainted with the city, you know? But thanks for the offer. See you later.

[ He also kind of just wants to go because this is weird and he doesn't know what to think about it okay Dave

Aaaand away he goes. ]