11. Flipside Fiasco [Video/Offline/Text/Etc.]
[Sokka turns on his PCD with the express intent of speaking directly to the network. He's not dressed up for a show, he doesn't appear to be at work, and he may or may not be under the influence of something. Despite his state, he speaks with little enthusiasm.]
Y'know what? The Animus is bad news, but you guys are worse. You're not beautiful, special people, you're just flesh and blood and minerals and dirt. It's sad really. At least I can acknowledge I've got little to offer the world.
[He leans in to point at the camera.]
But you could make a difference. If anyone's interested, I've got a bucket of paint and an urge to perform some 'urban renewal.' We can paint the town red -- literally.
Or, you can all continue to suck at life. Either way. [He shrugs and sits back from the screen, waiting for any replies. This ought to be... slightly more interesting than watching said paint dry.]
Y'know what? The Animus is bad news, but you guys are worse. You're not beautiful, special people, you're just flesh and blood and minerals and dirt. It's sad really. At least I can acknowledge I've got little to offer the world.
[He leans in to point at the camera.]
But you could make a difference. If anyone's interested, I've got a bucket of paint and an urge to perform some 'urban renewal.' We can paint the town red -- literally.
Or, you can all continue to suck at life. Either way. [He shrugs and sits back from the screen, waiting for any replies. This ought to be... slightly more interesting than watching said paint dry.]