text 🐘 un: zack

[crayzies]

Yo. This is Zack Taylor. Couple things.

One, I heard of aliens and shit on my planet. But when a alien is in a wall back home, they don't so much try to knock your ass out as talk at you about how little you know until you're ready to die of boredom. We got this genre called 'sci-fi,' all about it.

[also, he's a power ranger. but he won't mention that part.]

Anybody got some more experience with this kind of space adventure? Walls that make you sleepy, walls that scream for help.

Also if you've seen any super ripped, baby supermodel-looking teenagers asking for a detention classroom to get comfy in, like that's what the kids do these days, appreciate you letting me know.

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audio; un: alucard

[reposing]

This is my first experience in the cosmos, but I have encountered unconventional structures in a similar vein.

Not precisely the same, but they are alike in some ways.

audio;

[crayzies]

"Unconventional encounters," man. That's one way to say it.

What was the aliens like in your world.

[reposing]

There weren't any individuals not native to my world, if that is what you are indicating. Rather, there is a castle in my country that is controlled by one man. It never keeps the same interior for long, it is capable of acting as a vehicle, and will react to his whim.

[crayzies]

Seriously?

[There's a long pause.]

I hope this isn't racist or something, but I feel like that means you're an alien. To humans, I mean. Can that guy's castle fly around? Bring people back to life by any chance?

[reposing]

Less bigoted and more presumptuous of you. I am no more alien to my country than a sapling who has long taken root.

The castle does not fly. It goes where it wishes. One cannot revive the dead cleanly where I am from, either.

[crayzies]

Huh. Maybe my aliens is weirder than your... people.

Yo! [He brightens. 'PRESUMPTUOUS' works just fine. Cool.] Yo yo yo. I probably should've said this up front, man. I'm a human! What are you?

[reposing]

I am part human, part vampire. People like me are known as the dhampir.

[crayzies]

No shit?

Sorry. I mean-- I never met a dhampir before. [The word sounds sticky in his mouth. He isn't used to it. It almost comes out as 'damper.']

So the weird uh, screwed up walls and stuff you were talking about. That's vampire stuff in your world?

[reposing]

That seems to be the general trend here.

No. Just one man rules a castle like that.

[crayzies]

Yeah I guess your kind is pretty rare even though there's lots of kinds of people.

What's the man like?

Does he just need some antidepressant meds.

[reposing]

A terribly inappropriate question. I won't humor you further.

[crayzies]

Okay okay. I mean like.

Was he... crazy? Like back home there was this really violent lady who like built a giant alien machine made out of gold and it smashed up half my town because she was trying to dig a hole in the Earth. I mean that kind of shit is crazy.

I thought maybe your guy with talking walls castle is kind of like that too.

[reposing]

Stop when I tell you to stop.

[Alucard hangs up the line.]

not here;

[crayzies]

[OOC CHECKING if it's okay that I hit up Alucard's network post with Zack's incessant chatter and/or poorly constructed apologies!]

[reposing]

[Totally help yourself! The interaction's been fun.]