David "The Daring Little David" Puskás (
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✪ 001: Video
[At first, there's only audio. A guy with a pretty thick Rhode Island accent can be heard muttering between keystrokes and clicks.]
—'Kay, where's da video option on dis thing ...
[And suddenly there's video. Oh, look, it's David, broadcasting from one of the library termninals! And boy, from the way he's slouching, does he look really worn out.]
—yeah, dere, dat works.
[In an attempt to try and not look so weak (and also so that people might understand him better through his fatigue), David straightens up with some effort and takes the unlit cigar out of his mouth and holds it between the fingers of his left hand before continuing.]
'Kay, so. All dat talk about da "Second Magic" and operating on parallel worlds got me curious.
See, we got all kindsa people in dis Tower, from all kindsa different dimensions. An' we're all here 'cause dat dimension-killing whatsit got loose in our home towns. But how many people here have actually been to other dimensions before gettin' brought here?
I ask, 'cause I'm one of 'em. It was a big deal where I'm from—even coined a name for our dimension, Primal Earth. Kinda have to come up with a name for da home team when you got entire alternate realities tryin' to make war on you, yanno? [Here, David briefly holds up two fingers with his other hand to illustrate what he's about to say—and he's actually careful to not do it in the way that's obscene to British people.] Went through two of dose. And we had to deal with dis punk who eats entire dimensions, Rularuu da Ravager. For a time I was thinkin' dat dimension-killing thing was actually him runnin' wild.
[David heaves a sigh as he puts the cigar back in his mouth.]
So yeah. I was actually doin' a lot of scoutin' missions for Portal Corp, helpin' explore unknown dimensions and watch for potential threats when da Tower nabbed me. How 'bout you guys? Any of youse done da dimension-hoppin' thing before?
—'Kay, where's da video option on dis thing ...
[And suddenly there's video. Oh, look, it's David, broadcasting from one of the library termninals! And boy, from the way he's slouching, does he look really worn out.]
—yeah, dere, dat works.
[In an attempt to try and not look so weak (and also so that people might understand him better through his fatigue), David straightens up with some effort and takes the unlit cigar out of his mouth and holds it between the fingers of his left hand before continuing.]
'Kay, so. All dat talk about da "Second Magic" and operating on parallel worlds got me curious.
See, we got all kindsa people in dis Tower, from all kindsa different dimensions. An' we're all here 'cause dat dimension-killing whatsit got loose in our home towns. But how many people here have actually been to other dimensions before gettin' brought here?
I ask, 'cause I'm one of 'em. It was a big deal where I'm from—even coined a name for our dimension, Primal Earth. Kinda have to come up with a name for da home team when you got entire alternate realities tryin' to make war on you, yanno? [Here, David briefly holds up two fingers with his other hand to illustrate what he's about to say—and he's actually careful to not do it in the way that's obscene to British people.] Went through two of dose. And we had to deal with dis punk who eats entire dimensions, Rularuu da Ravager. For a time I was thinkin' dat dimension-killing thing was actually him runnin' wild.
[David heaves a sigh as he puts the cigar back in his mouth.]
So yeah. I was actually doin' a lot of scoutin' missions for Portal Corp, helpin' explore unknown dimensions and watch for potential threats when da Tower nabbed me. How 'bout you guys? Any of youse done da dimension-hoppin' thing before?
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[At least, that's David's reasoning.]
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[... Actually, putting it that way creeps David out, given the context.]
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[A beat passes in silence, before David looks a little uncomfortable.]
Uh—what were we talkin' about before dat?
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[David shakes his head as if to wake himself up.]
Yeah, I seen a lotta stuff workin' for Portal Corp. Well—not workin' for dem, but you know—takin' on requests an' missions' an' what not to monitor stuff goin' on outside Primal Earth.
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[David stretches his neck, tilting it to the side for a moment.]
—Others, dey might share common history up to a point, den dey turn out really different. An' dat can lead to findin' worlds dat're lifeless wastelands, or—ones where humans never popped up at all.
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[David grins a little wryly.]
Might be for da better, though. Wouldn't wanna run into an evil twin or somethin'—odds of dat happenin' are pretty high.
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[That's what David's getting from this at least.]
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[Well, Enoch had mentioned meeting another guy who had met another version of him—this sort of thing is bound to happen in a Tower that's collecting interdimensional refugees, right?]
How'd it go?
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Wouldn't be a real fan of dat, nope.
[But seeing how this Reno's held it together under the circumstances ...]
He was a bit different from da you in your world den, I gather?
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[Adding onto that, David murmurs,]
If he ever will, dat is ...
[There's a strange quality to his tone of voice. It doesn't sound pessimistic or defeatist given their present circumstances—more like he's musing on something else.]
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Nah, he came from several months behind me right into another one of these hell worlds. I stayed on Gaia until the next fantastic fuck up. Then we came here.
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