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etraya2025-09-01 12:56 am
reincarnesiac) wrote in etraya2025-09-01 12:56 am
un: plushiewarrior | VIDEO (in which alex sends a really powerful radio signal into the night)
( The wind's too loud to hear anything at first, catching the earpiece at exactly the wrong angle. Then Alex waves, smiling with that glassy eyed look that significantly tipsy people can end up wearing. It's dark behind her, but anyone very, very familiar with the skyscraper rooftops in Nova City will recognize she's on one of them. )
Hiii! Oh, it is... so not as cold up here as I expected!
( She laughs a little, throwing her hands up into the air and stumbling forward to likewise toss her arms around part of a metal structure, possibly a radio tower. Alex rests her head on it, her laughter trailing off as she smiles, a little bittersweet. )
I wanted to send a message. A big one! A big... message. So I thought, what if you had a lot... I mean a lot of power behind a radio signal? Won't that do something? We just want to be heard...
( Her eyes close, and it doesn't seem like she's doing anything. Then the tower starts to hum, lighting up with a soft sort of glow under her hands. Anyone tuned into its frequency will hear a humming too, almost like static feedback, that starts to sound more like a heartbeat. Hers. Then a clearer message with that beating in the background: Echo. Come in, Echo.
Then it really starts to glow, until the whole radio tower is a beacon of light. There is no way for the tower to handle that much energy for long. Alex's brow furrows as she's swallowed by the light, the overpowered radio signal shooting up a moment later, all the light abruptly going out as it fizzles upward, a misleading manifestation of what went without being visible to most eyes. Alex is left clinging to a partially melted structure, pushing herself away to stand, swaying. )
... Did that... oh. I don't... feel so good...
( Which is when she goes boneless, dropping out of frame to hit the rooftop in a muffled thud, close to passing out. Luckily her earpiece is still recording! ... About four feet higher than her current head level. Enjoy your scene of a warped radio tower and the otherwise unremarkable rooftop, Etraya. )
Hiii! Oh, it is... so not as cold up here as I expected!
( She laughs a little, throwing her hands up into the air and stumbling forward to likewise toss her arms around part of a metal structure, possibly a radio tower. Alex rests her head on it, her laughter trailing off as she smiles, a little bittersweet. )
I wanted to send a message. A big one! A big... message. So I thought, what if you had a lot... I mean a lot of power behind a radio signal? Won't that do something? We just want to be heard...
( Her eyes close, and it doesn't seem like she's doing anything. Then the tower starts to hum, lighting up with a soft sort of glow under her hands. Anyone tuned into its frequency will hear a humming too, almost like static feedback, that starts to sound more like a heartbeat. Hers. Then a clearer message with that beating in the background: Echo. Come in, Echo.
Then it really starts to glow, until the whole radio tower is a beacon of light. There is no way for the tower to handle that much energy for long. Alex's brow furrows as she's swallowed by the light, the overpowered radio signal shooting up a moment later, all the light abruptly going out as it fizzles upward, a misleading manifestation of what went without being visible to most eyes. Alex is left clinging to a partially melted structure, pushing herself away to stand, swaying. )
... Did that... oh. I don't... feel so good...
( Which is when she goes boneless, dropping out of frame to hit the rooftop in a muffled thud, close to passing out. Luckily her earpiece is still recording! ... About four feet higher than her current head level. Enjoy your scene of a warped radio tower and the otherwise unremarkable rooftop, Etraya. )
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( Caleb? That's who's supposed to fly. Alex has flown with him as a pilot a little by now, but it's not the same. Most of their flights aren't into space, but into the tunnel itself... which suffers similar conditions to the void of space. )
How'd you like it? Space?
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But how did he like space? It's a fuzzy memory by now, one that doesn't actually feel real, but... ]
It was okay. [ ... ] I liked the ship. I liked seeing how it ran, the different parts-- I helped the engineer fix it up. The same things kept breaking. [ Which doesn't make his repair work sound good, but... ] But it was stuck in a kind of time loop situation.
[ So long ago. Should he mention the clowns? Maybe not. ]
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( She draws out that sound, genuinely impressed. Not just anyone can help an engineer fix up whatever was going on. Even without the bit about the time loop, she would entirely believe pieces can repeatedly break down: things get old, parts are less than effective, there's all sorts of reasons. )
You are so cool. Fixing ships... when you'd never seen one before. I wish we had... MeTube around here? Videos for everything... everything you gotta fix. Amazing stuff. ( A musing sound. ) Not much on time loops though.
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... nahhh. ]
You can help me fix stuff tomorrow, if you're feeling better. [ Is he saying it just because Alex actually sounds invested, in her own drunk and hurt way? Maaybe. ]
How bad does the tower look?
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( She squints at it, trying to lift her head. She manages for a few seconds to stop looking at it sideways, then lets her head thump back down. )
Warped?
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Good as new.
[ He doesn't actually sound confident. He just thinks that maybe Alex's brain right now might take that idea well?? ]
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