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no_fastolfe[The image cuts on, and the first thing that can be seen is a black bill descending rapidly to punch the keys. Viciously. A canada goose eyes the screen with the malice generally expected of geese.
Non-animals will hear angry hissing and the occasional honk as the creature flaps angrily.
Animals will hear:]
AAAAAH WHAT IS THIS HOW DARE YOU AAAAAAAH MADNESS AND TORTURE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
[In the dulcet tones of one Vasilia Aliena. Her first flood had to happen some time]
Non-animals will hear angry hissing and the occasional honk as the creature flaps angrily.
Animals will hear:]
AAAAAH WHAT IS THIS HOW DARE YOU AAAAAAAH MADNESS AND TORTURE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
[In the dulcet tones of one Vasilia Aliena. Her first flood had to happen some time]
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Date: 2011-07-30 04:17 am (UTC)[Zuko is a creature that looks sort of like a red panda, but is actually a Fire Ferret, and while it's basically fluffy and adorable, he looks pretty pissed off.]
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Date: 2011-07-30 04:19 am (UTC)PERVERT. WHAT ARE YOU. AGH!
[repost for icon derp]
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Date: 2011-07-30 04:21 am (UTC)Pervert? Really?
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Date: 2011-07-30 04:23 am (UTC)[This is accompanied by feather-dropping furious flapping and honks that could deafen an elephant at twenty paces]
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Date: 2011-07-30 04:25 am (UTC)HOOONK is cruise control for cool
Date: 2011-07-30 04:27 am (UTC)well of course xD
Date: 2011-07-30 04:28 am (UTC)Re: well of course xD
Date: 2011-07-30 04:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-07-30 04:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-07-30 04:33 am (UTC)[It's as calm as she's going to get, but at least she's toned it down to just an angry wingsplay]
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Date: 2011-07-30 04:35 am (UTC)Do you need help?
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Date: 2011-07-30 04:37 am (UTC)[Only impolite people would question that present-tense verb]
Voice
Date: 2011-07-30 09:06 am (UTC)Voice
Date: 2011-07-30 03:51 pm (UTC)Voice - and somewhere Arthas shudders
Date: 2011-07-31 06:44 pm (UTC)Voice - Bet you didn't know Geese knew capslock
Date: 2011-07-31 06:48 pm (UTC)Voice - this is so funny :C i should not be laughing at her pain but
Date: 2011-07-31 07:28 pm (UTC)Voice - HVDU make fun of her Dignified and Tragic Spacer Flail
Date: 2011-07-31 09:16 pm (UTC)Video
Date: 2011-07-30 09:11 am (UTC)Well. Someone's new.
Re: Video
Date: 2011-07-30 03:50 pm (UTC)MOCKERY. I HOPE YOU DIE OF YOUR OWN INFECTION.
Private, text.
Date: 2011-07-31 05:30 am (UTC)Unfortunately the half-written script he'd been working on should just this situation arise limits the number of responses he can give.]
Situation.
Re: Private, text.
Date: 2011-07-31 05:42 am (UTC)At any rate: she can read. And type, badly, with the angry peck-peck-peck of her bill, but at least typing isn't accompanied by twenty decibels of incoherent rage]
nit mu bodyy not my body senses dulled insantiy surwly folloq
Re: Private, text.
Date: 2011-07-31 05:47 am (UTC)[He wants badly to give a better explanation of what's going on, but a hooked beak and talons are of no use at all with typing and barely useful for selecting the preprogrammed responses he'd set in the script.
Frustrating.]
Private, text.
Date: 2011-07-31 05:50 am (UTC)[It switches to audio. Back to one-hundred twenty decibels of panic]
INEFFICIENT, TOO INEFFICIENT, GAAH! I AM LOSING MY ABILITY TO COMMUNICATE! MY AGENCY! NO ASSISTANCE IS POSSIBLE UNTIL I CAN BE RESTORED! I AM ALONE! IT CANNOT BE UNDONE!
Private, text/video.
Date: 2011-07-31 06:36 am (UTC)[Well, she's right on one count at least. The feed switches to video sometime after she starts shrieking and there's a hawk staring out of intently.
A hawk that has Rinzler's voice, at least.]
Stop. Be calm.
Location?
Re: Private, text/video.
Date: 2011-07-31 06:40 am (UTC)I AM. In my quarters.
[There's a flurry of preening, of setting herself in order]
I can activate the door; I am compelled to eat plant life, I can find the garden. But what is the POINT! I don't-- I don't have HANDS--! My work! I can't read! I can't do anything!
Private, video.
Date: 2011-07-31 06:47 am (UTC)[The slight change of his tone makes of the word a suggestion.]
A flood. Two more-- [Those great black eyes nictitate as he searches for the User measure of time.] days.
Survive. Be calm.
Be sane.
I will give you a gift.
[From him, this is a speech.]
Private, video.
Date: 2011-07-31 06:50 am (UTC)[Her wings ruffle]
I do not know if I can sustain for two days.
[She'll deny it like she's paid to do so, once she's recovered-- deny even more that there was any pleading in her voice, or reaching out in her intent. She doesn't like this body, and doesn't like the paranoid backbrain conviction that Rinzler is waiting to snatch one of her children. She has to remind herself that she doesn't have children and it doesn't always help]
Private, video.
Date: 2011-07-31 07:05 am (UTC)Happened. Before. Users desensitized.
[He makes a noise that is not quite his not-laugh and not quite a hawk's ugly screech.]
But never plan. These. [Tink, tink goes his beak on the screen again.] Still require User hands. User voices.
Two days. I fixed it.
Private, video
Date: 2011-07-31 07:10 am (UTC)But she's not paranoid or anything.]
This body-
[That's it, a scapegoat]
-is prone to excess emotion. Fear. Territorialism. Possessiveness. I am -- unsure. How to process this lack of control. It feels as if it will never come back. I am no longer-- my household robots would not obey me even if they were here. I am insignificant.
[There's a distinct droop around the wing pinions; she's deflated, knocked down from angry puffed-up posturing to just tired, confused goose]
Private, video
Date: 2011-07-31 07:36 am (UTC)He has no sense of it, of course, but he'd gotten lucky this time around: A hawk was a born predator, and this sort of hawk understood the idea of "allies". Even if they looked a little odd. (And edible.)]
Insignificant. Yes.
[He gapes his beak soundlessly, a hawk's smile.]
That is how they win.
Beat them.
Private, video
Date: 2011-07-31 07:40 am (UTC)Of course.
She'll worry about Rinzler's grasp of her psychological quirks later]
Yes.
[Bill up]
Yes; they want resignation.
[She was young and less hateful once. She remembers this awkward, small feeling, the one of uncomplicated gratitude]
--Thank you.
[It's a little rusty, and she immediately starts focusing on preening a very recalcitrant stray feather on her back rather than the screen.]
Private, video.
Date: 2011-07-31 08:03 am (UTC)It's been mostly instinct. But his instincts have always been keen.
He gives a pleased nod to her thanks, rousing his own feathers.]
Yes. [Of course. He'd do it again if he had to.] Win.
[With that, he hops out of the frame of the camera, leaning back in to it once to tap some unseen button with his beak and cut the feed.]