Nathan Young (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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cape_kore2013-02-28 09:28 am
designedtoparty) wrote in cape_kore2013-02-28 09:28 am
001 | video | day 046
[The video opens with an uncomfortably close recording of Nathan's face. He squints at it, flicks the screen, then seemingly satisfied starts to talk.]
All right, so I have three questions for your weirdos. First off, what year is this supposed to be?
Second, what sort of shitty power is this? I know it isn't mine, because hello, A-list. And I think I might've remembered packing myself a bin bag of nothing, ditching my phone, and teleporting myself to the fuck end of nowhere.
[Nathan moves his arm further from his face, allowing the camera to see the face of the fountain centrepiece, which Nathan seems to be hanging off.]
Last question. What's the cheapest hotel you've got around here? You wouldn't believe how wet Medusa's getting here, and she's a little shy about getting it on in public if you know what I mean.
[And just in case anyone doesn't, he proceeds to dry hump the statue.]
Oh, Medusa! I don't think I can hold on much longer. Oh-- Shit!
[The last word has a genuine note of panic it it, and Nathan's eyes have widened. Luckily for everyone, balancing and holding out his arm to record this proves too much for Nathan. He slips, landing with a splash in the fountain. The feed cuts out.]
All right, so I have three questions for your weirdos. First off, what year is this supposed to be?
Second, what sort of shitty power is this? I know it isn't mine, because hello, A-list. And I think I might've remembered packing myself a bin bag of nothing, ditching my phone, and teleporting myself to the fuck end of nowhere.
[Nathan moves his arm further from his face, allowing the camera to see the face of the fountain centrepiece, which Nathan seems to be hanging off.]
Last question. What's the cheapest hotel you've got around here? You wouldn't believe how wet Medusa's getting here, and she's a little shy about getting it on in public if you know what I mean.
[And just in case anyone doesn't, he proceeds to dry hump the statue.]
Oh, Medusa! I don't think I can hold on much longer. Oh-- Shit!
[The last word has a genuine note of panic it it, and Nathan's eyes have widened. Luckily for everyone, balancing and holding out his arm to record this proves too much for Nathan. He slips, landing with a splash in the fountain. The feed cuts out.]