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synopsychic2015-12-21 02:24 pm
detectivewonder) wrote in synopsychic2015-12-21 02:24 pm
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[Open Broadcast + Sensory Livestream & Memory Sharing]
For anyone who's interested in that kind of thing, there's a lot of discussion about the Trumps happening over in Toshizou Hijikata's broadcast. I was going to continue my thoughts from before the Jaunt, but I think I'll just contribute there. Easier to consolidate, right?
Anyway. Before we get down to business, here's something nobody should miss.
[Tim is in a dark room, surrounded by other people talking excitedly, but he's looking down at his own hands, trembling a little, and settling headphones over his ears, covering the sound with mid-nineties eastern european speed metal. With that as the soundtrack, suddenly, the visuals constrict, as if he's passing out or falling into darkness - and then he's a shadow, moving through the night sky at blinding speed, slaloming between clouds scudding across the full moon, surrounded by other shadows weaving and darting. There's no sound of wind, and the music is a distant backdrop, as if heard through a tunnel. The whole experience is something like a wingsuit video, as the shadow-wolves play tag at Mach 2 through mountaintops, forests, skyscraper radio antennas, blurring over the dark sea and rushing at the lights on the other side. The video isn't constant, but a compilation shot, jumping from scene to scene between songs, watching the moon inch across the sky, and it's a full fifteen minutes before the greatest-hits track of flying as a shadow is finished.]
Every now and then, for a day at a time, this is almost worth it.
Anyway. Before we get down to business, here's something nobody should miss.
[Tim is in a dark room, surrounded by other people talking excitedly, but he's looking down at his own hands, trembling a little, and settling headphones over his ears, covering the sound with mid-nineties eastern european speed metal. With that as the soundtrack, suddenly, the visuals constrict, as if he's passing out or falling into darkness - and then he's a shadow, moving through the night sky at blinding speed, slaloming between clouds scudding across the full moon, surrounded by other shadows weaving and darting. There's no sound of wind, and the music is a distant backdrop, as if heard through a tunnel. The whole experience is something like a wingsuit video, as the shadow-wolves play tag at Mach 2 through mountaintops, forests, skyscraper radio antennas, blurring over the dark sea and rushing at the lights on the other side. The video isn't constant, but a compilation shot, jumping from scene to scene between songs, watching the moon inch across the sky, and it's a full fifteen minutes before the greatest-hits track of flying as a shadow is finished.]
Every now and then, for a day at a time, this is almost worth it.
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[ aside from that godawful racket of a soundtrack.]
....what the heck was that, though?
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[She was teasing, of course; Zatanna, of all people, knew better than to attribute the actions of someone Jaunt-controlled to their other personality.]
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[Never mind the fact that he was both right, and she really did believe him.]
So, are you saying you already miss being able to transform into a...what were you this past jaunt? Wolf? Vampire? Zombie ghost?
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And you can't miss what you didn't lose.
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D--[She almost slipped, but caught herself]--Robin was one too. Which I now know because he of course he would be the one chasing me out in the woods for like half and hour.
[They were playing tag, okay?]
Still...that's some ability to end up keeping. I checked, and I definitely can't transform. I thought it might be because I was turned so late, but who can really say for certain?
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Still, it might still be transmissible. Lycanthropy is, technically, a disease, and new Travelers are still catching X-Pressure from each other, so we're not inoculated by dimensional boundaries. We're still live vectors.
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Do you just have obvious stuff, or did you keep the more metaphysical things too?
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