kolm // 03
A: 946 Beulah Street
[Estonia's occupying the kitchen, today, a map of Earth and a few assorted loose papers spread over the kitchen table. He seems to peering over every inch of it thoroughly, checking for mistakes, and every so often using his pencil to correct a border or a coastline here or there.
And if you're looking for his drone sibling, well... his fake brother's locked him in the basement and left a helpful note on the door: drone child downstairs; someone remember to let him out for dinner.]
B: Phone
Since we seem to be in concurrence that this is at least an approximation of the United States in the 1950's - and because that one guy asked for one - I've made an effort to put together a world atlas for those of you who may not be familiar with Earth. The base is 1955, but I've drawn up inlays for major differences were I to create it from 1847, 1920, or 2000. Unless someone's got a photocopier, or feels like doing a lot of tracing, there's only the one copy, though. I'm at 946 Beulah Street if anyone wants to drop in and see it.
[There's a pause, as he goes to hang up, then pulls the phone back to his face.] And before you ask, no, Antarctica doesn't belong to any of you.
[Estonia's occupying the kitchen, today, a map of Earth and a few assorted loose papers spread over the kitchen table. He seems to peering over every inch of it thoroughly, checking for mistakes, and every so often using his pencil to correct a border or a coastline here or there.
And if you're looking for his drone sibling, well... his fake brother's locked him in the basement and left a helpful note on the door: drone child downstairs; someone remember to let him out for dinner.]
B: Phone
Since we seem to be in concurrence that this is at least an approximation of the United States in the 1950's - and because that one guy asked for one - I've made an effort to put together a world atlas for those of you who may not be familiar with Earth. The base is 1955, but I've drawn up inlays for major differences were I to create it from 1847, 1920, or 2000. Unless someone's got a photocopier, or feels like doing a lot of tracing, there's only the one copy, though. I'm at 946 Beulah Street if anyone wants to drop in and see it.
[There's a pause, as he goes to hang up, then pulls the phone back to his face.] And before you ask, no, Antarctica doesn't belong to any of you.