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Your Love Keeps Lifting Me Higher
Who: EVERYONE
Where: THE ACTUAL MOON
When: Friday, May 27th through Sunday, May 29th!
Summary: THIS IS YOUR MOD-PROVIDED OPEN LOG FOR FOURTH WALL PROMAGEDDON!
Rating: May vary by thread, please mark accordingly!
Log:
~
☆ YOU ARE HERE ☆
LOCATIONS OF NOTE:
• REDUCED G MOON BALLROOM
Accessible only via the balcony that connects back through to the regular ballroom, this unusual section of the moon base is the only major room in which the gravity more closely reflects that of the actual moon, as opposed to being artificially enhanced to better simulate the conditions Earthside. The dance floor is situated approximately fifteen feet below the balcony, recessed into the moon's surface where the rest of the base sits at ground level, and overhead a massive domed ceiling lets in a magnificent view of outer space, the moon's surface, and all the surrounding stars. The acoustics are just as good as those of the standard ballroom, and this dance floor will feature the same music as the other; the only appreciable difference is that in the Reduced G Moon Ballroom, gravity is mostly optional and you're liable to find as many couples spinning through the open air as you are with solid ground beneath their feet. Try not to get trapped in the middle with no momentum, or you might just need a rescue from some considerate stranger!
• REGULAR BALLROOM
A more traditional ballroom for the more traditional partygoer on the moon base: hardwood floors, vaulted ceilings, crystal chandeliers, and tasteful music. Of particular note are the balcony doors at the north end of the ballroom, which lead onto the observation balcony that overlooks the Reduced Gravity Moon Ballroom! Please don't block those doors; they're the only way in or out!
• DINING ROOM AND BUFFET
GOOD FOOD, GOOD MEAT, GOOD GRIEF, LET'S EAT! The dining room is an area accessible from both the ballroom and the hallway that leads between the reception area and the dorms, featuring scores upon scores of tables of varying sizes that might seat as little as two or as many as eight. On days when the party isn't in full swing, buffet-style meals will be served over a period of two hours at three times during the day — breakfast, lunch, and dinner. When the party is jumping, however, the table will remain perpetually stocked with entrees, sides, and of course a full complement of magnificent desserts for people to feast and snack upon as they so choose!
• DORMS AND SLEEPING AREAS
Your moon base home-away-from-home for the next three days! In the massive dorm wing of the base, you'll find vast corridors of hostel-style bunks available to be claimed. Unclaimed bunks will signal their availability by having their curtains open and empty bunk displayed; though the privacy curtains and beds themselves boast no particular security features, each bunk does come with a reasonably-sized trunk for storing a guest's belongings. Upon claiming the bunk, a guest will be prompted to register their trunk with a thumbprint, which thereafter will be used to lock and unlock their trunk. If you're worried about something happening to your belongings or valuables, feel free to lock them up for safekeeping!
• INDOOR GREENHOUSE AND FLOWER GARDEN
A secluded place where partygoers can retreat from the festivities for a little while, whether it be to catch their breath, for a tête-à-tête, or anything else that might involve the desire for a little more peace and quiet. Featuring small walking paths, real fresh flowers, and even a small inches-deep artificial burbling brook, the moon base garden looks to be a little slice of the planet Earth preserved here in outer space. Seems like all that's missing are the wild Pokemon!
• LIBRARY, MUSIC ROOM, SPA, AND ARCADE
An assortment of four general leisure rooms in the western wing of the Moon Base, most of which are fairly self-explanatory! So, if you feel so inclined, take some time to stop in, poke around, and enjoy yourself in:
▶ THE LIBRARY, which features muted lighting, plenty of hardwood paneling, and a quiet atmosphere for reading a book in one of the cozy armchairs or piling up a dozen to peruse at one of the available tables. You're welcome to find the usual Pokemon-ified standard fare of books here; unfortunately, research-inclined people digging for secrets about the moon base, Pokemon, or other such nonfiction topics aren't likely to unearth anything of any particular note this time. Alas!
▶ THE MUSIC ROOM, which boasts a wide array of instruments available for the guests to make use of, including a grand piano, a few guitars (both acoustic and electric), and a general assortment of other choices from the brass, string, wind, and percussion families.
▶ THE SPA FACILITIES, where guests are welcome to unwind and relax in the various pools, hot tubs, and mineral baths available. Swimsuits and towels are provided in the built-in changing rooms for anyone interested in making use of the spa!
▶ THE ARCADE, containing plenty of video games, games of skill, and other such electronic amusements for patrons to pass the time away with. Skee-Ball and Dance Dance Eeveelution are, of course, particular standouts from the array, but there are plenty of other traditional games to be found in here. You can also find playing cards, board games, and other low-tech amusements in here, as well!
• CRYSTAL GARDEN AND TERRACE
A beautiful garden-like area filled with growing crystals located just outside the moon base, visible from the windows in the moon ballroom and accessible via a warm-lit terrace that leads out onto what appears to be the planet's surface itself. It appears that some unseen apparatus is maintaining an area of atmosphere over the expanse of the garden, rendering it safe for guests to wander and explore even without the benefit of space suits or oxygen tanks. However, being a part of the actual surface of the moon, it is possible that perusing among the crystals will net you an encounter with a wild Pokemon, so be careful where you tread among the crystals!
This is the only area where wild Pokemon can be battled and captured, and being that it is on the planet's surface, note also that this area is subject to reduced gravity, similar to the moon ballroom! The wild Pokemon you can find out here are as follows:
Cleffa, Clefairy, Clefable, Staryu, Starmie, Lunatone, Solrock, Elgyem,
Beheeyem, Jigglypuff, Togepi, Carbink, Boldore, Gigalith, Aron, Crustle
All Pokemon will be Level 20-30!
• HOLODECK
At first glance, the holodeck appears to be simply a vast open room criss-crossed with yellow grid lines, looming in the northwest corner of the moon base. However, once inside, a visitor may find that the holodeck is much more than it appears: a virtual reality facility capable of recreating familiar places by a combination of transported matter, replicated matter, tractor beams, and shaped force fields.
Though the holodeck comes with a variety of standard preprogrammed environments to play with and experience — an average beach, a deep forest, an unremarkable porch in someone's generic backyard — its greatest facet is its ability to recreate environments and places from its users' memories. Been missing home for a long time? The holodeck can take you (and your guests) back there — for as long as you've got it activated, at least. Please remember to use it sparingly and in small doses, lest you become addicted to the fantasy and not the reality!
(Mod Note: To clarify, the holodeck is here to indulge a character's (and by extension a player's) imagination. You are by no means limited to just the uses detailed above; if you'd like your character to fantasize about being in a 1920s gangster setting and play around with it as a prompt that takes place on the holodeck, you can feel free to do so! Note that the holodeck comes with safety features that will prevent a character from suffering serious injury (either from themselves, from the environment, or from other people using the holodeck simultaneously), but it is possible to get some bumps, bruises, and scrapes from the experience! Feel free to ask us if you're not sure what you can do with it, but generally speaking it's there to be played with, so don't hesitate to play with it!)
☆ IMPORTANT THINGS TO REMEMBER: ☆
• THE GENERAL PROM SCHEDULE IS AS FOLLOWS:
Friday, May 27th — Arrival at the Moon Base; FREE DAY FOR OPEN EXPLORING!
Saturday, May 28th — Red Carpet Moon Gala!
Sunday, May 29th —route_29's 6-Year Anniversary!
• The premise for how your characters arrived on the moon can be found RIGHT OVER HERE! Feel free to be confused and bewildered by this...lunar-cy!
• We recommend putting your character's location in the header of your comment, or if you're doing multiple locations in the same comment, mark them clearly so people can find you more easily!
If you're a former or current player in Route and haven't submitted your Transfer Application for Victory Road, there's still time; you can find it RIGHT OVER HERE!
• To all of our players — whether you've been here for six years or six minutes, whether you've played a dozen characters or just one — thank you so much for playing here and making Route the great place it's been for all this time. We've had some great memories together, and it's been a delight and a privilege to play with and mod for all of you. ♥
☆ PROM DIRECTORY ☆
* Characters marked with an asterisk are not currently members of Route.
~
☆ QUICK LINKS ☆
THE PROM-SPECIFIC INFOPOST | THE FOURTH-WALL-SPECIFIC INFOPOST | QUESTIONS AND INQUIRIES HOTLINE | WALK THE MOON
Where: THE ACTUAL MOON
When: Friday, May 27th through Sunday, May 29th!
Summary: THIS IS YOUR MOD-PROVIDED OPEN LOG FOR FOURTH WALL PROMAGEDDON!
Rating: May vary by thread, please mark accordingly!
Log:
☆ YOU ARE HERE ☆
LOCATIONS OF NOTE:
Accessible only via the balcony that connects back through to the regular ballroom, this unusual section of the moon base is the only major room in which the gravity more closely reflects that of the actual moon, as opposed to being artificially enhanced to better simulate the conditions Earthside. The dance floor is situated approximately fifteen feet below the balcony, recessed into the moon's surface where the rest of the base sits at ground level, and overhead a massive domed ceiling lets in a magnificent view of outer space, the moon's surface, and all the surrounding stars. The acoustics are just as good as those of the standard ballroom, and this dance floor will feature the same music as the other; the only appreciable difference is that in the Reduced G Moon Ballroom, gravity is mostly optional and you're liable to find as many couples spinning through the open air as you are with solid ground beneath their feet. Try not to get trapped in the middle with no momentum, or you might just need a rescue from some considerate stranger!
• REGULAR BALLROOM
A more traditional ballroom for the more traditional partygoer on the moon base: hardwood floors, vaulted ceilings, crystal chandeliers, and tasteful music. Of particular note are the balcony doors at the north end of the ballroom, which lead onto the observation balcony that overlooks the Reduced Gravity Moon Ballroom! Please don't block those doors; they're the only way in or out!
• DINING ROOM AND BUFFET
GOOD FOOD, GOOD MEAT, GOOD GRIEF, LET'S EAT! The dining room is an area accessible from both the ballroom and the hallway that leads between the reception area and the dorms, featuring scores upon scores of tables of varying sizes that might seat as little as two or as many as eight. On days when the party isn't in full swing, buffet-style meals will be served over a period of two hours at three times during the day — breakfast, lunch, and dinner. When the party is jumping, however, the table will remain perpetually stocked with entrees, sides, and of course a full complement of magnificent desserts for people to feast and snack upon as they so choose!
• DORMS AND SLEEPING AREAS
Your moon base home-away-from-home for the next three days! In the massive dorm wing of the base, you'll find vast corridors of hostel-style bunks available to be claimed. Unclaimed bunks will signal their availability by having their curtains open and empty bunk displayed; though the privacy curtains and beds themselves boast no particular security features, each bunk does come with a reasonably-sized trunk for storing a guest's belongings. Upon claiming the bunk, a guest will be prompted to register their trunk with a thumbprint, which thereafter will be used to lock and unlock their trunk. If you're worried about something happening to your belongings or valuables, feel free to lock them up for safekeeping!
• INDOOR GREENHOUSE AND FLOWER GARDEN
A secluded place where partygoers can retreat from the festivities for a little while, whether it be to catch their breath, for a tête-à-tête, or anything else that might involve the desire for a little more peace and quiet. Featuring small walking paths, real fresh flowers, and even a small inches-deep artificial burbling brook, the moon base garden looks to be a little slice of the planet Earth preserved here in outer space. Seems like all that's missing are the wild Pokemon!
• LIBRARY, MUSIC ROOM, SPA, AND ARCADE
An assortment of four general leisure rooms in the western wing of the Moon Base, most of which are fairly self-explanatory! So, if you feel so inclined, take some time to stop in, poke around, and enjoy yourself in:
▶ THE LIBRARY, which features muted lighting, plenty of hardwood paneling, and a quiet atmosphere for reading a book in one of the cozy armchairs or piling up a dozen to peruse at one of the available tables. You're welcome to find the usual Pokemon-ified standard fare of books here; unfortunately, research-inclined people digging for secrets about the moon base, Pokemon, or other such nonfiction topics aren't likely to unearth anything of any particular note this time. Alas!
▶ THE MUSIC ROOM, which boasts a wide array of instruments available for the guests to make use of, including a grand piano, a few guitars (both acoustic and electric), and a general assortment of other choices from the brass, string, wind, and percussion families.
▶ THE SPA FACILITIES, where guests are welcome to unwind and relax in the various pools, hot tubs, and mineral baths available. Swimsuits and towels are provided in the built-in changing rooms for anyone interested in making use of the spa!
▶ THE ARCADE, containing plenty of video games, games of skill, and other such electronic amusements for patrons to pass the time away with. Skee-Ball and Dance Dance Eeveelution are, of course, particular standouts from the array, but there are plenty of other traditional games to be found in here. You can also find playing cards, board games, and other low-tech amusements in here, as well!
• CRYSTAL GARDEN AND TERRACE
A beautiful garden-like area filled with growing crystals located just outside the moon base, visible from the windows in the moon ballroom and accessible via a warm-lit terrace that leads out onto what appears to be the planet's surface itself. It appears that some unseen apparatus is maintaining an area of atmosphere over the expanse of the garden, rendering it safe for guests to wander and explore even without the benefit of space suits or oxygen tanks. However, being a part of the actual surface of the moon, it is possible that perusing among the crystals will net you an encounter with a wild Pokemon, so be careful where you tread among the crystals!
This is the only area where wild Pokemon can be battled and captured, and being that it is on the planet's surface, note also that this area is subject to reduced gravity, similar to the moon ballroom! The wild Pokemon you can find out here are as follows:
Beheeyem, Jigglypuff, Togepi, Carbink, Boldore, Gigalith, Aron, Crustle
All Pokemon will be Level 20-30!
• HOLODECK
At first glance, the holodeck appears to be simply a vast open room criss-crossed with yellow grid lines, looming in the northwest corner of the moon base. However, once inside, a visitor may find that the holodeck is much more than it appears: a virtual reality facility capable of recreating familiar places by a combination of transported matter, replicated matter, tractor beams, and shaped force fields.
Though the holodeck comes with a variety of standard preprogrammed environments to play with and experience — an average beach, a deep forest, an unremarkable porch in someone's generic backyard — its greatest facet is its ability to recreate environments and places from its users' memories. Been missing home for a long time? The holodeck can take you (and your guests) back there — for as long as you've got it activated, at least. Please remember to use it sparingly and in small doses, lest you become addicted to the fantasy and not the reality!
(Mod Note: To clarify, the holodeck is here to indulge a character's (and by extension a player's) imagination. You are by no means limited to just the uses detailed above; if you'd like your character to fantasize about being in a 1920s gangster setting and play around with it as a prompt that takes place on the holodeck, you can feel free to do so! Note that the holodeck comes with safety features that will prevent a character from suffering serious injury (either from themselves, from the environment, or from other people using the holodeck simultaneously), but it is possible to get some bumps, bruises, and scrapes from the experience! Feel free to ask us if you're not sure what you can do with it, but generally speaking it's there to be played with, so don't hesitate to play with it!)
• THE GENERAL PROM SCHEDULE IS AS FOLLOWS:
Saturday, May 28th — Red Carpet Moon Gala!
Sunday, May 29th —
route_29's 6-Year Anniversary!• The premise for how your characters arrived on the moon can be found RIGHT OVER HERE! Feel free to be confused and bewildered by this...lunar-cy!
• We recommend putting your character's location in the header of your comment, or if you're doing multiple locations in the same comment, mark them clearly so people can find you more easily!
If you're a former or current player in Route and haven't submitted your Transfer Application for Victory Road, there's still time; you can find it RIGHT OVER HERE!
• To all of our players — whether you've been here for six years or six minutes, whether you've played a dozen characters or just one — thank you so much for playing here and making Route the great place it's been for all this time. We've had some great memories together, and it's been a delight and a privilege to play with and mod for all of you. ♥
* Characters marked with an asterisk are not currently members of Route.
THE PROM-SPECIFIC INFOPOST | THE FOURTH-WALL-SPECIFIC INFOPOST | QUESTIONS AND INQUIRIES HOTLINE | WALK THE MOON
Handsome Jack | Borderlands 2 (Warnings for language and seriously this guy is awful.)
[A fancy party, apparently. Okay. Fine. Jack likes those. He shouldn't be at one right now, but there's worse places to be.]
This...is almost enough to make a guy believe his own propaganda.
[Seriously, what the fuck is going on? It's not one of those 'life flashing before his eyes' kind of deals. There's not enough swooning women or blood or tears.]
[There's always the good old stages of brain death. This isn't personal enough, though. Or even at all. This? this shit is not in his head. But it can't be real. No one's fainting or exploding or shrieking 'omg look everybody, it's Handsome Jack!'. In excitement, fear, or impotent rage. There's no angry screaming siren trying to burn his face off. This isn't even Pandora! Too clean and civilized. No one's eating babies or rolling in their own feces.]
[Option three: this is all in his head, but someone else is putting it there. Technologically possible. There's a chance he's hooked up to the most epxensive medical machines Hyperion has to offer, while they rebuild his brain or something. See kids? This is why you record everything. Maybe someday some insane doctor is gonna have to load it all back into your head after some asshole tries to prove they have the bigger dick.]
[Even when they don't.]
[Actually, that's the best case scenario. Fingers crossed for horribly misguided medical brain-rebuilding program.]
[And then there's the...cat. Mutant cat, clearly, but obviously a cat. It's just been hanging around him. Staring at him. Is this what the labs have been working on? Clearly it's time for another PSA about the dangers of inhaling slag.]
So what are you? Genetic experiment gone wrong? My interface link to the real world? Will I wake up if I kick you?
[Despite the vague threat, Jack doesn't make any move to kick the animal.]
Meooowwwwth
[Jack's lips quirk in an unamused twist.]
That...that isn't even what a cat sounds like! What brain damaged man-child designed this program and how many relatives of his am I gonna have to shoot over it?
[He reaches for a device that isn't there and opens his mouth to call someone who can't hear him. He remembers a moment too late and a sick anger sweeps through him all over again. Because it's some stupid retarded cat thing in front of him and not that murdering monster who should have been dead ten times over already.]
[He takes a deep breath. It's fine. This is fine. Whatever's going on, there's nothing he can't talk, buy, or kill his way out of. He just has to figure out where in the six galaxies he actually is. Then he can get back to Helios, resume control of Hyperion, and strangle the life out of that uppity fucking bandit.]
[At least this place is properly swanky and elite looking. Time to start getting some answers. He smooths his jacket and starts moving through wherever this place is.]
((OOC: No specific area prompts, feel free to find him anywhere!))
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The metal, she should say, and the synthetic skin that's stretched over it. She mistakes him for one of Fink's awful monstrosities at first, but he's too put together and too coherent for that. Besides, he carries himself far too confidently for some beaten down worker. Indeed, the way he walks-- well. Until she hears his questions, she thinks he might be the person in charge of this.
Ah, well. Even if he's not, he's intriguing. Rosalind hangs at the edges of rooms, wandering as she sees fit-- and when she finds herself in the same room as him, she watches him. Such people deserve watching, if for nothing else but entertainment's sake.
The Umbreon at her feet feels the same, clearly. He stares at Handsome Jack and his Meowth, his red eyes as analytic and cool as Rosalind's blue ones.]
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Now why couldn't you look like that? That actually looks cool. Cooler than you, at least.
[Because all of these companion animals look like something you'd find in a toy store. The bar for 'cool' is seriously lowered in general, but if he's gotta have one, he wants the coolest one. Then he notices the woman the black and yellow animal's with. Not too bad looking. Has that 'I'm not a complete moron' thing going on. Possibly a ball breaking bitch. Possibly someone who can tell him more than 'I dunno, you're just here now, you can't leave, have fun with your poking mans.'.]
[Because that? Is not an acceptable answer. He has things to do. Companies to run, planets to fix, Vault Hunters to kill, vengeance to wreak. All the important things that make life worth living.]
[Given the options, Miss Probably Not A Moron looks like his best bet for some actual adult conversation. He makes his way over to her, making no attempt to hide his approach. Quite the opposite, he fixes his eyes on her as he strides over. No one here seems to know who he is, or pay him any attention.]
[That's gonna have to change. But for now...]
So how do I get an upgrade?
[He waves his drink in the direction of her animal as he stands in front of her, all casual smile that doesn't quite match his eyes.]
Because this thing? Just not my style.
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Well, it is a prom. Presumably there's some equally secondary school way to deal with it. Shove someone into a locker, perhaps?
[--that being said: better to deal with someone intelligent who happens to be dangerous than some friendly idiot. Rosalind lifts off the wall, her arms uncrossing. You can stay, that's what her posture says, no matter that Jack didn't ask.]
Or simply accept the hand you've been dealt. It's . . . not the worst I've seen tonight.
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Pretty sure I'd rather lick a light socket before having anything to do with the imbecile breeding ground of an educational facility that put on this. I'd likely lose less brain cells.
[What a waste of a perfectly impressive venue. But he's not really thinking about that. He's pretty confident he made the right choice here - unsurprising, he always makes good choices. He's Handsome Jack, it's what he does.]
[He doesn't miss the shifting of her body language, or the way she meets his measuring gaze. She's not showing any fear. And since she hasn't shown any other evidence of stupidity, it intrigues him. It wouldn't hurt to have an ally or two, while he figures out how to get out of this. And if she proves to be an idiot after all, or annoying, r god forbid clingy....well, allies come, allies go. He's more than happy to help on both accounts.]
So how'd you end up at these...let's graciously call them 'festivities'. Because sweetheart, but you sure don't look like a schoolgirl. Which is a compliment. If you did, I wouldn't be talking to you. I mean, as nice as they are to look at, they're just...so dumb.
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[It's a firm correction. She's not stupid enough to arm him with her first name; she knows what she wants to be called and it isn't a variation of Ros. Perhaps, if things work out between them, he'll eventually be allowed Rosalind.]
Which ought to answer one of your questions. As to how I got here . . .
[She tips her head, considering the man before her.]
I suppose how I word it depends entirely on how much you know about physics and time travel.
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Dr. Lucete, alright, we'll keep it professional, I can take a hint. [He lifts an eyebrow as he allows himself to be corrected. She's into the 'respect my brains' thing, he can do that.] Handsome Jack, President of Hyperion, you may have heard of me.
[But he's not betting on it. What backwater planet could they possibly be on, where no one knows who he is? He's not sure if this is the best possible thing that could happen, or the worst. On one hand, a severe lack of adoring fans, lackeys, grunts, and worshipers. On the other...]
[They're in a moon base. There've been enough allusions to powerful alien tech to make his mouth water. Wherever they are, there are opportunities here. He could potentially return to Helios with unimaginable advancements. Which Hyperion can develop and market...]
[And then the doctor brings up time travel. He plays it cool. He laughs a little, but his miss-matched eyes don't change.]
Physics and time travel? Wow. Wow, that's some heavy shit. i'm guessing you're not a medical doctor, huh? Well, I know enough about the former to know the latter's mostly....you know. Not real.
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[But bragging-- as satisfying as it is, and as right as it is-- isn't going to prove anything. Besides, she has a feeling she doesn't have to argue that much, not when his eyes are so steady on her. So, instead:]
I haven't heard of you, but from the way you carry yourself, I'm going to guess I ought to have. And if you're half as aware as you seem, you ought to have heard of me-- and yet you haven't. We're both in space, and if you look around, there's a range of clothing styles and types of people here. So: travel through time and space. It's the logical conclusion. Now, why we were assigned little animals is up for debate, but as for how we arrived . . .
[A shrug. A moment, and then, belatedly:]
And no. A doctor of quantum physics.
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[Time travel. Of course it made sense, with the right materials and catalysts and power sources, nothing is impossible. But as far as he knows, it hasn't been accomplished.]
[And no, he's never heard of a Dr. Lucete. But he's glad he has now, if she comes with freaking time travel technology. That? That is something that would be so extremely beneficial to have.]
[Not just to further cement his position as most powerful and impressively awesome person in the universe. If time travel was possible, if he could literally travel to different points in time...]
[He could go back. He could fix things. Cut out some of the games, set the end points of his clever gambits a bit sooner, just kill the Vault Hunter before they became a real problem. He knew what he really needed, now, and he'd get it some other way. He could fix it.]
[He could save her.]
[He needed the feisty doctor.]
Space travel I know. Like really well. I do a lot of it. But time travel...
[It's why the varying styles of clothing and speech and everything else hasn't struck him as that strange. Put a Hyperion exec next to a Pandoran bandit and good luck finding any similarities beyond possibly number of limbs. So many possibilities are running through his mind right now. He has to consciously keep his expression from showing his blossoming fixation.]
Let me ask you a question, Dr. Lucete. How much do you like your current job?
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That depends. Are you about to offer me a job, Jack?
[She nods her head and-- without waiting for an answer-- leads the way out of the room, a sway in her hips. It's a bit too crowded for what they're about to discuss, and she'd like to keep this part of her intellect a secret.
Not that it's a done deal. Not that she's going to commit to anything. But . . . Comstock is driving her mad with his religious patronization, and lately his checks have been faltering. She has no true loyalty to him. Rosalind isn't about to offer her intelligence to a jumped up idiot, but Jack has shown himself to have at least half a brain, and that's more than Comstock has ever had.
So: they'll discuss. Her Umbreon trails at her feet, ignoring both Jack and his Meowth.]
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[So he follows her, and the cat thing that's about as useful and endearing as a Claptrap unit follows him.]
[She really isn't bad on the eyes. Especially from behind. He's half sure she's frigid enough that she'd freeze his dick and break it off if he got it inside of her, but....definitely another reason to try and avoid strangling her.]
I think you already know the answer to that question. But we'll do the dance. Hell, it's a prom, we're supposed to be dancing. So let's dance.
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Give me a salary figure.
[She glances up at him. He's a good foot taller than her, which is a touch annoying, but it's not his fault. Still: there's a slight flicker of annoyance as she tips her head up to view him.]
And don't insult me, please. I don't want to spend the next few hours haggling.
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[She really doesn't have to worry. At least for now. She's too potentially useful for Jack to risk pissing her off too much. He needs that time travel tech.]
[He'll be the prefect gentleman. He's not some filthy planet side barbarian who doesn't know how to restrain himself around women. He won't even try and picture what she looks like naked while they're chatting, he's that swell of a guy.]
How does 'a disgustingly large amount of money' sound? Because that's what I'm offering you. I really can't express just how ridiculously rich and important I am. I can try, obviously, but words really don't do it justice. Oh, how about this? I have all the money. All of it. It's mine. Now I'm not giving you all the money, clearly, but I'm offering you...oh, whatever you're making now, I'll double it.
Can't beat that, Doc.
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Triple it.
[Less because she needs the money and more to see what he'll do.]
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[There's an amusement in his eyes now that was absent when they first started talking. She does amuse him. Forgetting everything else - despite what important elses they were - he just plain wanted her working for him.]
[And for fuck's sake, she was bringing along time travel. It's hard to put a price on that. And if she can do that? Who knows what else she can do, with Hyperion's resources. He'd love to give her some Eridium and see what she came up with. Triple her salary? There's a good chance he can triple what Hyperion makes if he can patent and profit from her work.]
Fine, triple. But I expect to get what I pay for. And please, please tell me you aren't one of those bleeding hearts who wants to advance mankind without doing anything ooky. I deal in cutting edge science and tech. Hands get dirty, failures happen, lives are cut short in messy ways...
[Light and amiable as his words are, there's a hard tone beneath it all. He hopes he hasn't misjudged.]
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So long as it's not my life on the line, Jack.
[She isn't sadistic, and she isn't needlessly cruel. She's not going to toss someone into a kraggon pit just to watch what happens. But nor does she cry over spilt milk. She's the first to risk herself in the name of her experiments-- but accidents happen, and she knows better than anyone the price of progress.]
Fine. On a conditional basis, and I'm not signing anything until I can see if you truly have those funds-- but all right. I accept your offer.
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[And one day they'll all the inbred barbarians would be nothing more than dust and meaty smears across the plains, until the foundations for the civilized Hyperion colonies were lain. One day soon.]
Of course, you're a smart woman. You know how business works. And it's not as if I can actually give you any proof right now.
[His name should be all the proof needed. That's really starting to grate on him. sure, sure, it's useful to have no reputation at all preceding him - the slander and libel included. And hey, he's found Lutece and if she's for real, his problems are a thing of the past. Or not a thing of the past, because he'd change the past.]
[But the lack of awe and recognition ruffles him all the same. His name means nothing here. Maybe when he's done with Pandora, he'll come back and take all this over, too. Just for the hell of it. Sculpt his face into their moon.]
But once we get off this dump... I know. I'll buy you a cupcake that costs as much as a house. Because I can do that. Sure I could just show you company earning reports and all that, but... I think an astronomically ridiculous expensive gift you can't even enjoy for more than a couple of minutes has so much more style. And who doesn't like cupcakes?
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But perhaps that's the fate of rich, powerful men anywhere: to have an ego so large they simply had to keep it in check by crushing others beneath them.
Anyway. She hasn't signed anything, and Jack hasn't done anything so abhorrent she's going to go back on their deal. She'll just . . . keep her wariness in mind, and watch him, these next three days.]
Keep your gift. Anyone as confident as you are is either telling the truth or setting themselves up for a major disappointment down the line. Instead: tell me what it is you do that makes you so wealthy.
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[It's almost a painful simplification, but he's working with 0 context here.]
But Hyperion is so much more than just a company. It's nothing so mundane. And it's mine.
[There might be some confusion on that point, currently, but nothing he can't clear up. It's not like anyone else could possibly come close to running Hyperion besides him, at this point. It's probably a madhouse by now. Back-stabbings and corporate assassination up 80%. It's almost satisfying, to think about sweeping back into that chaos and cleaning it all up. Reminding them all how much they need him.]
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[Church is always kind of glad other people are just as fucked up about the whole pokemon thing, because even though he has a team and then some, it's still ACTUALLY MEGA WEIRD.] But to be fair, at least part of the name sounds like a cat? Like a cat with a lisp. Why would evolution make a cat with a lisp? I have no idea. Why would it make an electric bowling ball with eyes? Welcome to the world of what the fuck.
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[Of course, in the eyes of Handsome Jack, nearly everyone that isn't him falls into one of those two categories.]
I'm sorry, is there some medication you should be taking more or less of? Because you seem to have mistaken me for someone who wants to listen to your artless attempts at combining the human language into complex thoughts.
And evolution clearly did not make these things. Evolution makes useful things. This is the kind of shit that wanders out of failed genetic labs.
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Or you could take a look in the mirror and see the same kind of useless failure. [Rudeness begets rudeness motherfucker.]
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[He's not even insulted.]
Anyone named after something giant and brainless is going to be an embarrassment to the human race. Let me guess. Big, dim-witted guy? Violent? Inarticulate? Can't be trusted alone with babies or puppies?
[They're all the same. So much for being so far removed from Pandora and its inbred, unwashed masses.]
Me? I'm the exact opposite of a failure. Which anyone with half a functioning brain cell is well aware of.
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[He manages a chuckle that is nothing close to pleasant or nice.]
The number of wrong assumptions made in that one sentence...that's almost impressive, I gotta say. I mean maybe you never had an education beyond attempting to eat whatever books you were presented with, maybe your overworked little brain honestly can't comprehend more than a single concept at a time while also keeping you standing. It's okay, they have places for people like you. Soft, quiet places.
How about you run along now, hmm?