Kenzi [001] Video

[onteamdyson]

Hey. Sup, random peeps. I'm trying to find this guy with ridiculously fluffy hair, angry-looking face, cheekbones that could probs cut glass? Didn't catch his name... he's totes British.

Also, I believe I was promised superheroes and lobster. Both of you better honour those promises.

... And Bo? If you can see this? You better have one hell of an explanation for not getting back to me sooner. Kenzi out! Peace, suckahs.

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[goodluckkobra]

Oh, shit, so he's totally humanoid and I had no idea and then it was like Bam! Robot!

[He waves his arms wildly, which makes for an interesting visual, as the communicator is attached to his wrist.]

[onteamdyson]

Oh. My. God. Does he run on batteries or do you have to plug him in? This is the second coolest thing I have ever heard. If I wasn't totally freaked about being taken away from my home and all my friends and didn't have incredibly important shit to do, this place would be the most epic place ever.

... Minus the freaky cameras.

[goodluckkobra]

[He flops back on his newly-claimed bed.]

I broke the one in my room.

And he is way past batteries. He's from the year fuckin' eleventy-billion! [Totally a number!]

[onteamdyson]

... And I probably should have thought of that. I can't even freakin' reach it-- [She just glares at the camera. She'll ask Phil, or one of the other peeps later. No way is she wasting a bolt to shoot the thing.]

Okay, okay. So. We have a future-robot, superheroes, secret agents, dudes fighting in the middle of the town thing, abandoned houses, and cameras everywhere. Best reality tv show ever?

[goodluckkobra]

Me and my brother totally would have watched it when we still had TV. That sounds way better than that show on SyFy where they pretended to be superheroes.

[onteamdyson]

Okay, one; what happened to your TV? Two, is your brother here with you? Or is it just you? I'm probs on my own here, but a bunch of people back there knew each other so...

If these heroes are pretending, I am going to flip a table. Literally.

[goodluckkobra]

There's not really electricity outside Bat. City. We were lucky when we found batteries for the radio. And I'm on my own here, too. My brother's hair is fuckin magenta, though, so let me know if you see him. My friends are missing, too.

If you flip the table in spandex, you can be the hero. I'm a good sidekick.

[onteamdyson]

No electricity? What about video games? Or ipods? Or frosty beverages from a fridge? Dude. How did you even survive? ... You don't like camping, do you?

[Heh. Okay. She grins.] Why do I feel like this is just a ploy to get me into some spandex? But babycakes, you have a deal! I'm always the sidekick, it's about time I get to be the hero. We'll need epic names. Well... epic-er names.

[goodluckkobra]

I remember all of those things like it was yesterday, but they're kind of all things of the past. We have batteries and the city has electricity, but we mostly just scavenge for backup generators and otherwise go without.

[He really misses video games.]

We lived in an old gas station for a while. That was pretty cool, except I had to share a bed with Poison.

[And the word "bed" doesn't mean what you think it does.]

I had a motorcycle helmet before. It said "Good Luck" on the visor. [He grins.] And I'm not going to tell a cute girl to not wear spandex.

[onteamdyson]

... Wow. Sounds harsh. Seriously, you're making my life sound cushy right about now.

[And she just got a massive amount of respect for the guy she's barely known a few minutes.]

That is a badass trademark accessory. We have to find you another one. And yes, okay, fine, I will wear the spandex as long as I get to wear my underwear on the outside and I find some taller boots.

[Kenzi take a potentially dangerous situation seriously? No way! She just jumped from what was essentially a suicide mission to some random-ass town with cameras everywhere and a bunch of weird people. It's definitely the lesser of two evils.]

[goodluckkobra]

I'll help you find boots. This is going to be so rad.

[He's going to have to rock the leather look himself, because he's way too skinny for spandex.]

Now I just have to find my laser gun. It was gone when I woke up.

[onteamdyson]

Laser. Gun. LASER GUN?! Why the hell do you have a laser gun? If you find it, can I shoot stuff? Does it melt faces? Will stuff blow up?! I'll let you use my crossbow!

[Weapons trade! This is probably the most dangerous friendship that ever existed.]

[goodluckkobra]

Everyone uses laser guns where I'm from. You just put the battery pack in and... zzzztttt

It doesn't melt faces, though, it just--[Pain briefly flashes over his face as he remembers Korse shooting his brother right under the chin. Fuck, he had to be alive again if Kobra was, right? They were a package deal. All of them were.] It just hurts.

I've never shot a crossbow before. [But he sure as fuck wants to!]

[onteamdyson]

Where are you from?

[Oh shit. Oh no. That's not a good face for him to make and now she feels really, really bad.]

... Wanna hang out?

[goodluckkobra]

Jersey, originally, but I've been in California for a while. In 2019. It's kind of... well, almost everything's gone, but it seems like most of you are from earlier.

[He smiles.]

Hell yes! I want to explore. I don't think my housemate is the adventuring type.

[onteamdyson]

Holy hell you're from the future. That is AWESOME! Dude, you're like... my hero right now. Yes! Okay. Meet me in front of the fountain?

[She raises an eyebrow] Housemate already, huh? Yeah, mine have their own shit going on. I just kind of decided I'm staying with them but maybe it's better if I disappear for a while and we explore the hell out of this place. I'll bring the crossbow.

[goodluckkobra]

Uh, no. You're from the past, time travel buddy.

And, yeah, I guess I kind of just followed her home. Well, it's someone else's home, but it's ours now. [He shrugs.] I'll grab a kitchen knife.

[onteamdyson]

Psht. Technicalities.

HA! YES! That's totally what I did! Oh man, it's like you're the guy version of me or something. With less eyeliner... and more height. Okay, so I'll meet you there in like... ten minutes. BYE!

[goodluckkobra]

I totally used to wear eyeliner! I'll see you there!

[He's already popping into the kitchen to look for the sharpest knife. A guy's gotta protect himself!]

[onteamdyson]

[That doesn't even surprise her. Kenzi's grinning as she grabs her crossbow and jumps over her bed, out the door, down the hall, past any government agents or patriotically-themed superheroes that may or may not currently be in the house, and out the front door.

All while doing her own super spy theme music with sound effects.

She heads straight for the fountain, possibly doing a super cool roll-move when no one's looking.]

[goodluckkobra]

[In what is obviously an effort to make Kenzi look sane, Kobra is doing something similar with a large steak knife in his hand as he walks towards the fountain, twirling it like a baton between striking what are totally badass poses.]

Kenzi!

[He walks up to her and is totally smooth with the knife in his hand and a casual strut.]

What should we explore?

[onteamdyson]

Kobra!

[She bounces, standing in front of him and hefting the crossbow over her shoulder. Thankfully, it's not loaded. That would be dangerous. She beams up at him, happy to see he's about as much of a dork as she is. Honestly, she really shouldn't be enjoying this place so damn much. But what use is being constantly scared and sad?]

I vote somewhere with food. Preferably of the sugary variety.