01 - Video
Jul. 20th, 2015 09:35 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[ The video turns on with a broody young woman all in black staring at the camera with a look that might best be described as “why me?” combined with extreme frustration. The curtains behind her are drawn tight and thick enough to keep out the bright light of the day. ]
Of course this is what my life has been reduced to. A series of vlog posts... Ugh.
Okay, creampuffs. I'm going to be brief about this because I feel my IQ dropping the longer I use this stupid thing. I'm looking for people and since this seems to be the most convenient happy help line I don't have much choice in the matter.
My name is Carmilla Karnstein and I'm looking for three people. Two gingers and a blonde. The gingers are named Perry and Lafontaine. You'll find them cleaning or attempting to get biological samples off whatever forms of life happen to be native to this place, respectively. Whatever.
More important is the blonde. Her name is Laura, she'll probably be trying to play at being Lois Lane and if I find even one hair out of place on her I'll be choking someone with their own intestines. And that isn't an idle threat, I promise you. [ She pauses, considers something and sighs. Laura wouldn't be pleased if she ignored the safety of the others. ] A similar treatment goes for the gingers as well I suppose.
As for all those... rips in the fabric of reality all I can say is not my problem. I played the hero enough already.
Of course this is what my life has been reduced to. A series of vlog posts... Ugh.
Okay, creampuffs. I'm going to be brief about this because I feel my IQ dropping the longer I use this stupid thing. I'm looking for people and since this seems to be the most convenient happy help line I don't have much choice in the matter.
My name is Carmilla Karnstein and I'm looking for three people. Two gingers and a blonde. The gingers are named Perry and Lafontaine. You'll find them cleaning or attempting to get biological samples off whatever forms of life happen to be native to this place, respectively. Whatever.
More important is the blonde. Her name is Laura, she'll probably be trying to play at being Lois Lane and if I find even one hair out of place on her I'll be choking someone with their own intestines. And that isn't an idle threat, I promise you. [ She pauses, considers something and sighs. Laura wouldn't be pleased if she ignored the safety of the others. ] A similar treatment goes for the gingers as well I suppose.
As for all those... rips in the fabric of reality all I can say is not my problem. I played the hero enough already.