002 - Kimblee - (First mostly Intentional post, still technically unlabled)
[After wandering around his suite and the nearby hallways for a short while, running into his first acquaintance since waking up in the Facility, and making the briefest of trips to the rec room, the video feed clicks on in Kimblees room. The berry is pointed at Kimblee who has a look of annoyed concentration on his face, and is glaring quite intently at the communicator.
He has spent the last half an hour fumbling with the berry trying to figure out how to make this unusual thing work, and was within a few minutes of blowing the damnable thing to pieces when he managed to get it to start a broadcast. Upon realizing that he had begun the recording he had been trying to start for so long his expression calmed considerably. He removes his hat, gives a slight gentlemanly bow, and looks directly into the camera lens.]
Hello all those to whom this is being broadcast. My name is Solf Kimblee, and there are quite a few questions I have about what exactly is going on here. My room is marked 23B and I would be very appreciative of anyone's time in the near future, Preferably should somebody "in the know" (yes he uses finger quotes) be willing to inform me of some of the general goings on within this, space station, as it was described to me by a very interesting looking man in a purple suite with a bit of a taste for clowns...
[At this he seems to get a sort of perplexed look on his face as he seems to be focusing on trying to figure out how to turn off the faciliberry. after a few seconds of button mashing the feed cuts.]
He has spent the last half an hour fumbling with the berry trying to figure out how to make this unusual thing work, and was within a few minutes of blowing the damnable thing to pieces when he managed to get it to start a broadcast. Upon realizing that he had begun the recording he had been trying to start for so long his expression calmed considerably. He removes his hat, gives a slight gentlemanly bow, and looks directly into the camera lens.]
Hello all those to whom this is being broadcast. My name is Solf Kimblee, and there are quite a few questions I have about what exactly is going on here. My room is marked 23B and I would be very appreciative of anyone's time in the near future, Preferably should somebody "in the know" (yes he uses finger quotes) be willing to inform me of some of the general goings on within this, space station, as it was described to me by a very interesting looking man in a purple suite with a bit of a taste for clowns...
[At this he seems to get a sort of perplexed look on his face as he seems to be focusing on trying to figure out how to turn off the faciliberry. after a few seconds of button mashing the feed cuts.]