September 15th, 2012
Anyway, hello there to everyone who can hear me! My name is Nepeta and I'm clawsitively brand new around here. I'm really sorry to hear that things are going badly in this world, but I kind of had my own problems back home. So I guess since we can't go back until things get fixed here I'll be working extra hard to hurry it up.
But I've got a question in the meantime that I hope somebody can answer. Is there any way to bring specific people here? If I can't go back home just yet then I'd at least like to know that my friends are somewhere a little safer.
[the frown is almost audible in her voice, but it perks back up fairly quickly]
If by some chance you guys are here already, you better tell me right away! There'll be shell to pay if I have to walk around and find you myself.
( Cut for exposition )
oOo Well well well this certainly is interesting. oOo I never thOught of myself as a spacertrOll but here I am On an entirely different wOrld. oOo Name is Natkun Zavija, denterrOrist at yOur service. oOo Any Other trOlls abOut? oOo Might get a bit lOnely if I'm the Only One of my kind. oOo
oOo Retry Of that, actually. oOo
oOo I give nOthing but respect tO my hemObetters but yOu need nOt answer. oOo
oOo Maybe I'm a peculiar sOrt but I prefer my blOOd on the inside. oOo
[She writes and erases quite a few times before finding the 'voice' for this fake individual, this imaginary denterrorist, satisfying. And if any of her allies are there, hopefully they'll spot her little message in the last three sentences. The little nickname her not-so-young charge had given to her a long time ago. As she waits for messages, she inspects herself. Goodness, she hopes this doesn't stain...]
oOo Well well well this certainly is interesting. oOo I never thOught of myself as a spacertrOll but here I am On an entirely different wOrld. oOo Name is Natkun Zavija, denterrOrist at yOur service. oOo Any Other trOlls abOut? oOo Might get a bit lOnely if I'm the Only One of my kind. oOo
oOo Retry Of that, actually. oOo
oOo I give nOthing but respect tO my hemObetters but yOu need nOt answer. oOo
oOo Maybe I'm a peculiar sOrt but I prefer my blOOd on the inside. oOo
[She writes and erases quite a few times before finding the 'voice' for this fake individual, this imaginary denterrorist, satisfying. And if any of her allies are there, hopefully they'll spot her little message in the last three sentences. The little nickname her not-so-young charge had given to her a long time ago. As she waits for messages, she inspects herself. Goodness, she hopes this doesn't stain...]
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[The texting eventually stops, and Justin accidentally turns video on as he sighs in dismay.]
Oh God.
I think there may be something wrong with my mirror... Ah... God, you didn't change you number, did you? I'd hope you would tell me before doing something like that...
If those in authority of this city think they can keep a troll like myself from leavving, they'vve made quite the mistake.
Wwhile I'll admit their merits in technology are impressivve at best, especially for those of a lowwer species, it isn't enough to dazzle me, nor enough to keep me complacent.
I demand to be returned to my previous location. Such an arrogant display of technological powwer being used to abduct me and then discard me wwithin the confines of this stone-tomb of a city is an unforgivvable offense.
Or rather, forgivvable on the grounds that this mistake is rectified, but I'vve my doubts that'll happen.
For those of you wwho obvviously are not familiar wwith wwho I am, wwith the sleww of the inhabitants here being that of aliens, I am Orphaner Dualscar and I am not one to be jerked around so haphazardly.
For any of you wwho've got information on howw to get back, your assistance is expected, do not keep me wwaiting. For those of you wwho havve nothing of vvalue to offer, it wwould be wwise to keep your fucking traps shut and not wwaste my precious time.