[It's pretty late at night when Genesis opens the video feed, he's flipping idly through a pamphlet in his room.]

I'm not very familiar with the entertainment industry but, a talent scout came up to me tonight asking if I would want a career in modeling. It might be more promising than simply being an entertainer at a club. [He chuckles.]Do you ( Read more... )

[In the background, there seems to be sounds from the TV... or more specifically, from a movie. It sounds French (probably with subtitles) and somehow romantic for those who understand the language. Yep. That's Genesis Rhapsodos, discreetly watching a romcom in a different language.]

Mm... The Answer sounds like something interesting to watch. I ( Read more... )

[Genesis is out somewhere-- it looks like a dressing room, and there's a few other men just coming in through a door. If anyone was familiar with his occupation, they'd probably recognize that this was the dressing room of The Victorious. So these men around him are going to be taking their clothes off to dress up into their costumes while Genesis ( Read more... )

[Genesis flips on the video feed. Unlike his previous appearances, he looks a little mussed up and somewhere between irritation and restlessness. When he talks, his speech his snappy, almost as if he was ranting. He isn't in much mood to do anything else.]So, what do you think of the adult entertainment industry? Disgusting? Distasteful? Let's say ( Read more... )

[Genesis takes the video from inside the room of a barely furnished apartment. He faces the camera to the window, offering the network a rather nice view of the heart of Sector 4-- not as suburban as the upper class homes would be, but it's quite the sight. It reminds Genesis of some of the homes on the Midgar plate.]Freedom comes at a price. I've ( Read more... )

[It's almost 8 in the morning. The video is focused on a big black lab that's looking up happily into the screen. A chuckle sounds from behind the camera.]

I'm surprised that someone's come to follow me so early. Surely, this can't be some stray pup searching for a new master.

[There's a slight tone of fondness behind the man's voice when he ( Read more... )

The media in this world is horribly unpoetic. Nothing of heroes and proper wars or the things of epic poetry. Instead there are... monstrosities.

[Whoops. Someone made the choice to go see the terribad 50's movies late at night-- most likely what he ended up seeing were all the monster movies.]

Monsters. Creatures to be feared and to be hunted.

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So this still functions here?

[There's a tapping sound, someone inspecting his NV.]Strange. I am certain that I am no longer in the world I belonged in. I have no consciousness of what this "Canada" is-- unless some explorer happened to find this land while I was asleep. Your scientists are awfully alike, though. Pesky. Intolerable. I would have ( Read more... )