[Video] -[Date: Sunday]
[OOC: For the sake of being able to post with him, I am employing that great RP anomaly known as "Bendy Time", meaning that the log post I have with Jace and the others will have already taken place after this. I'll set the exact time eventually. Apologies that it's not moving faster. To be safe we'll say SOMETIME IN THE FUTURE is the date for that log.]
[Jace is sitting at his desk surrounded by a mountain of letters that have come in various forms. Envelopes, bottles, rolled parchment, video tapes (which are completely foreign to him),and postcards. Hair standing on end he looks a bit frazzled as more of these things keep randomly appearing under the door, streaming out of the fireplace (can his room have one? IDFK),blowing in the windows, appearing out of thin air, popping out of random bursts of sulfurous flame. With fingers already singed he reaches for a video cassette and fiddles with it. He finds the portion that opens up on the back and begins to pull the film out. He unravels the entire reel in absolute puzzlement before tossing the thing aside.]
Well that was a waste of time.
[The comm beeps and his pics it up, the view is now obscured by his finger moving over the screen.]
You have 100 new messages. "Dear Mr. Beleren, All your base are belong to...That makes no grammatical sense....Dear Jace, All your assets on Ravnica have been ceased as collateral damages. Sincerely, Tezzerett...That bastard is still alive?!
[He tosses the comm down, the view slides down sideways and comes to rest at a 45 degree angle. It shows the enraged mage reaching for the largest of envelopes and ripping it open. He unfolds an enormous piece of paper and reads, growing more and more infuriated until by the end his eyes and hands spark. He rips the letter up, emphasizing each word with a tear of paper.]
It.is.amazing.how you were ABLE.to force your.STUPID.REPTILIAN.BRAIN.into thinking in a basic HUMAN.TONGUE.And for all your work.you CAN'T.EVEN.SPELL.CORRECTLY.and your HANDWRITING.IS.BARELY.LEGIBLE!.Take your condescending remarks and shove them in your stupid ear you STUPID.DRAGON! You and your FLOATING.EGG.JEM.THING.CAN TAKE YOUR OMNIPOTENCE STRAIGHT TO HELL!
[Confetti of ripped paper. He stands there gasping raggedly and then sees the comm and grabs it. The message times out.]
[Jace is sitting at his desk surrounded by a mountain of letters that have come in various forms. Envelopes, bottles, rolled parchment, video tapes (which are completely foreign to him),and postcards. Hair standing on end he looks a bit frazzled as more of these things keep randomly appearing under the door, streaming out of the fireplace (can his room have one? IDFK),blowing in the windows, appearing out of thin air, popping out of random bursts of sulfurous flame. With fingers already singed he reaches for a video cassette and fiddles with it. He finds the portion that opens up on the back and begins to pull the film out. He unravels the entire reel in absolute puzzlement before tossing the thing aside.]
Well that was a waste of time.
[The comm beeps and his pics it up, the view is now obscured by his finger moving over the screen.]
You have 100 new messages. "Dear Mr. Beleren, All your base are belong to...That makes no grammatical sense....Dear Jace, All your assets on Ravnica have been ceased as collateral damages. Sincerely, Tezzerett...That bastard is still alive?!
[He tosses the comm down, the view slides down sideways and comes to rest at a 45 degree angle. It shows the enraged mage reaching for the largest of envelopes and ripping it open. He unfolds an enormous piece of paper and reads, growing more and more infuriated until by the end his eyes and hands spark. He rips the letter up, emphasizing each word with a tear of paper.]
It.is.amazing.how you were ABLE.to force your.STUPID.REPTILIAN.BRAIN.into thinking in a basic HUMAN.TONGUE.And for all your work.you CAN'T.EVEN.SPELL.CORRECTLY.and your HANDWRITING.IS.BARELY.LEGIBLE!.Take your condescending remarks and shove them in your stupid ear you STUPID.DRAGON! You and your FLOATING.EGG.JEM.THING.CAN TAKE YOUR OMNIPOTENCE STRAIGHT TO HELL!
[Confetti of ripped paper. He stands there gasping raggedly and then sees the comm and grabs it. The message times out.]