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resort_link2014-08-09 01:58 pm
timesbureaucrat) wrote in resort_link2014-08-09 01:58 pm
Video: When Props Attack
[The communicator comes on with the sound of a hard crack, like the buttons are being smacked instead of pushed. The communicator bounces with the force of the blow.
On the screen, Narvin is looking wild-eyed and hair askew. He swears in Gallifreyan and runs a frustrated hand over his head.
Well, now that the communicator is on, he might as well explain.]
One of those vile pests has got into my room. If there's an exterminator around, I would pay good emeralds to see the blasted thing put out of my misery. I last saw it disguising itself as a communicator, but where or what it is now...
[He scans the room, sees something moving out of the corner of his eye.]
No don't--! [And runs off chasing after the Prop, communicator still on, but left on the table.]
On the screen, Narvin is looking wild-eyed and hair askew. He swears in Gallifreyan and runs a frustrated hand over his head.
Well, now that the communicator is on, he might as well explain.]
One of those vile pests has got into my room. If there's an exterminator around, I would pay good emeralds to see the blasted thing put out of my misery. I last saw it disguising itself as a communicator, but where or what it is now...
[He scans the room, sees something moving out of the corner of his eye.]
No don't--! [And runs off chasing after the Prop, communicator still on, but left on the table.]
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I don't know how to kill them yet. This one hasn't turned into anything large, so unless they have an exoskeleton of biosteel I don't imagine they'd be...[He chokes a little as a leg of underwear wraps around his neck. Then switches to his respiratory bypass to finish his sentence.] ...too difficult to kill.
[He switches from throttling the thing to trying to pull it away from his throat. It takes advantage of the shift in his grip to escape again.]
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[He'll just say that. But then he watches said underwear attack Narvin.]
[This is not a thing he would ever think he would see in his life.]
Believe it or not I am genuinely sorry for your problem. [He can't think if a person alive or semi-alive deserves that.] If you figure out if they can die? You should say so.
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Oh, I shall. With relish.
[If it weren't so barbaric, he'd consider pinning its corpse to his door as a trophy and a warning to all other Props to stay out.
And if it weren't for the fact that it looks exactly like his underwear and pinning underwear to his door might give people the wrong idea.]