etraya | un: Accelerator; text

Hey, listen up.

[He hates doing announcements. Even as Board Chairman he tried to avoid them whenever possible and let his city's communications department handle disseminating notices. Unfortunately, there isn't anyone else here like that who can do this, so the responsibility falls to him. Besides, it's a distraction from certain thoughts that keep invading his head — events in San Francisco, certain Etrayans disappearing, his ribs still aching.]

A while ago this brat and I were using Ramsay Farm as a space for kids. Most of them are gone now, but since kids still show up sometimes I'm opening it back up for that. The fridge is stocked, there are a couple of bedrooms, and a security system's been installed. There are some farm animals the bots have been taking care of, too.

If you're 15, 16 or 17 you can hang out, but only if you're willing to help out around the place. Cleaning, guard duty or whatever, I don't care as long as you're pulling your weight and not being a leech. Anyone younger can just hang out.

If you're 18 or older then you can come do work, and only if someone under 18 vouches for you not being a creepy shithead. You're not allowed to be a loafer. If you've got an age that doesn't line up with modern human legalities then go by your cognitive development and stick yourself into one of these categories: kid, teenager, adult. Then apply the rules based on where you fall.

If any teens or adults break any rules or if anyone messes the farm up, including the gravestone on property, I'll beat the shit out of you. This is your one warning.

[He isn't sure if he'll ever get used to giving warnings, but he knows it's better than the alternative of just attacking someone out of nowhere because they broke a rule. Violence is the easy answer for him, and he's making a concentrated effort not to take the easy way out.]

There aren't really places around here just for kids, and adults are usually really shitty, so getting a break from them can help.

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[Sadly, speech to text removes all the Toph from Toph's message. Very rude.]

Fuck off.

It depends. Who the hell are you?

[ It's extremely rude and she has no idea. She misses Mr. Snarky, who customized all her Expi devices for her. As it is, her speech is going through both a translator and speech to text, so it's... janky. ]

I'm the crushing rock and roll! You'd be lucky to have me make a cave network for you.

[Oh no, natural language processing jank. The worst!]

What?

[Try that again and make more sense, god.]

[ She has to go back and listen to the text to speech to see what it wrote, and it's even worse when it goes back the other direction. ]

Oh my God, I hate this stupid thing.

[ It's Toph's voice coming through abruptly, all sweet little girl high-pitched and deeply annoyed. ]

Crushing Rockalanche! Get it? That's why my name here is Crusher. A friend gave me that nickname.

[When Toph switches over to voice suddenly everything makes so much more sense. He switches over as well, so she doesn't have to deal with any more text to speech nonsense.]

Just use the voice function next time.

Also, that nickname is ridiculous.

Oh, it's you.

[ Toph's not going to take any flack from this guy. Of course he runs a farm for kids, he's such a nuisance busybody.

There's a moment's pause as she parses something, and then she bursts out laughing. ]

Are you seriously telling me that when yours is Accelerator? For real?

[Absolutely deadpan.]

Yes.

[At least he doesn't mind the teasing? Kids are gonna be kids, especially when nicknames are concerned.]

You can do what you want with tunnels or whatever, just don't fucking mess up the foundations for any of the buildings.

[He doubts he needs to tell her to make sure the tunnels are structurally sound, so he won't bother with that.]

Okay, if you insult me one more time by implying I don't know what I'm doing with earthbending, I'm going to tie that crutch of yours into a knot until you learn your lesson.

I've made more buildings than you've ever been in, buddy.

I don't know what anyone can do with earthbending, brat. It doesn't exist where I'm from. [Sigh. Kids.] I'm responsible for the farm's buildings, I want to make sure they aren't going to fall apart.

I'll make it real simple for you. If it involves the ground, dirt, rock, or metal, assume I can do it and I'm a genius at it.

I have way too much control for collateral damage.

[Where does he even start with this....]

First off, that's vague. If you want to impress someone, then you need to offer more detail than "ground, rocks and metal." Second, being that fucking overconfident is dangerous. There's no one in existence who's always in complete control of themselves.

Unless someone's messing with my head with some magical woo-woo nonsense, then yeah, I am. At least as far as bending's concerned.

And it's not my fault nobody here knows what bending is or who I am. I don't need to prove myself to you.

[ She's actually honestly frustrated by that. She keeps trying to get over it, because it was the same thing back in Expiation, but somehow it just hits her again and again. She worked so hard to get that recognition and acknowledgement, and now she doesn't have any of it. ]

[He's incredibly skeptical. As someone with a powerful ability who needs to maintain constant control when using it in order to not hurt people unnecessarily, he has to be.]

Yeah? That's too bad, because I want to see what you can do.

[ Toph lets out a disgruntled noise, conflicted. She putting on a show and she loves earning that respect with who she really is and not from boasting alone -- but she also resents how obvious a manipulation attempt this is.

Mostly because it's working. ]

Ugh, fine, you can come with me when I set up the tunnels. Just keep your worried mom comments to yourself.

[Ugh, he doesn't make worried mom comments!! He clicks his tongue at that, resisting the urge to snap.]

Okay. Whenever you want to do that, then.

[ As long as she got him back, she's satisfied. ]

Right now? It's not like I'm doing anything else.

Yeah, fine. I'm not busy, either.

Cool. This thing can give me directions, right? Let me tell you, maps are not really my thing.

There should be. [There's a map, so he's assuming there's an accessible equivalent she can use.] If there isn't I can give you directions and talk to Aurora about adding something to the earpieces.

Edited 2025-09-13 18:30 (UTC)

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