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[pineapplepsych]

Attention all Flounders, Snorks, and other fish people! I only have two questions--no wait, make that three. No, no, four. [slight pause] Yes, four.

One, where am I and why am I wet?

Two, whoever designed this phone should not seek future endeavors in business. No, seriously, only little kids would actually want this thing. I'm sorry, but it's

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[Voice]

[first_scorned]

"Two things," Naoya says absently, resisting the urge to sigh, and just... facepalming at the last part of that. Luckily he's too tired to fuck with a video feed right now--it may have been getting on into the day, or whatever they called time here, but he was just waking up.

He wasn't a morning person. Even though he had found coffee around here, it only helped so much. "Firstly, it's a communicator, however badly designed it may be, not simply a phone."

Grumblegrumble not bothering to switch to English, deal with the Japanese accent, Spencer, and be glad he can pronounce the letter L. "... Secondly, one would not expect to find that particular mammal at this depth. It breathes air, just like you or I."

[Voice]

[pineapplepsych]

"Communicator, phone, I've heard it both ways," Shawn just said in his usual nonchalant, handwaving tone. Really there wasn't much of a different. Okay, so maybe a walkie-talkie would be more of a communicator than a phone, but does this starfish thing look like a walkie-talkie? No. No it doesn't. It looks like a toy. But that was neither here nor there.

Now this was a curious person. For a Japanese guy, he was pretty good with his English. "That's if we're really underwater, which is weird to imagine to begin with. But if we are, we're obviously in some kind of enclosed space therefore!" Ah, the climax! "There could be a tank around here. Or they could be special dolphins." Well it's possible. If he was dreaming anyway. He still couldn't figure out where exactly he was.

[Voice]

[first_scorned]

... How stupid is this guy? "While we are under some body of water--I hesitate to make assumptions on the matter--but the possibility of that is highly unlikely with as much as the residents seem to value life here."

Just not theirs, in his opinion, but that was neither here nor there, and he never really cared either way.

"... Ridiculous as it seems, people here seem to have been taken from entirely different worlds, so I doubt whether or not we are under water is the strangest thing one could hear of." But really. Dolphins? What, was this man four?

[Voice]

[pineapplepsych]

So totally not. He's just. Currently out of his element right now. "So you're telling me we are really underwater?" He's going to have a short laugh. "Because that's just really hard to believe. And other words? Pssssh you really think I'd fall for that one?"

Yet at the same time, it did make some sense. Some really odd, how the hell can this work, bizarre sense. Maybe Gus could understand this concept better what with his thing with video games and science fiction fantasy knowledge, but for Shawn? This was stuff that only happened in movies. Still, here he was in a strange place and, well, he had to get as much information as he could before he could fully investigate and figure out what was real and what was bull.

And yes. Shawn really is a four year-old in disguise, but that's neither hear nor there.

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[conjuren]

You kinda... answered your first question already.. [ IF YOU COULD SEE HIM you would see him moving his hands around a lot for that. ] And two is not really a question. Unless it's a statement-question, but you aren't using that kind of tone. I've come to realize mostly grumpy people use that kind of communication. They think they're special.

But how much would you give for information?

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[pineapplepsych]

I did? Well I know I'm underwater, or at least that's what it looks like. But that still doesn't really answer my question of where. Maybe I should have thrown in a how. And a why. When. Who. [this would have been so much better if Gus was here.]

I could give you...[wait a second. he thinks he has some spare change. ...oh sweet] I got two dollars in quarters and thirty-two cents.

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[conjuren]

They call it Vatheon. ...and they have chickens here. [ condescending tone ] Do you read palms?

[ how much is that in pounds?! ] That's not even enough for a decent meal if you converted them to pounds. Maybe for some apple pie.

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[pineapplepsych]

Vatheon? [pauses. will be repeating] Vatheon...Vatheon... ... Nope never heard of it. And no! I do not read palms but I am a psychic.

Shawn Spencer, psychic detective for the Santa Barbara Police Department. Unfortunately these...ripples, currents, these waves in the water has disrupted my psychic flow. My senses seem to be somewhat hampered.

[pounds? what he's British?] Uh, I have no clue what the current conversion rate is or I might have hazard a guess. Over one...? Not that it matters. I could totally go for some apple pie. Or a burger.

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[onecoolcop]

[ He already has a headache, and he can't believe he's going to give the decency of answering all those questions. But he'll have an annoyed tone, and thank heavens this is only on voice. ]

You're asking about dolphins, Spencer?

[ muttering, more so to himself but can definitely be heard ] Why am I not surprised that you're here. I knew you had to be involved in this somehow.

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[pineapplepsych]

[oh boy someone he knows!]

Lassie! Lassie-face! For once I can honestly say it's good to hear your voice. Though I am just as lost in the dark as you are.

But about those dolphins, it was an important question, you know. It's not everyday you find yourself underwater and with a chance of a lifetime right at my fingertips, I had to make the grasp. Take the plunge.

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[onecoolcop]

Who said I was lost ? [denial, denial, denial, he's just cooler than you Shawn, and better]

You can't plunge any deeper. We're at the bottom of the ocean, idiot. [muttering] How that's even possible I still don't understand.

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[pineapplepsych]

[yeeeeeeeeah you just keep tellin' yourself that Lassie.] Well if you're not lost [which he really doesn't believe, but hey he needs to use whatever he has, right?] then where are you?

So we really are at the bottom of the ocean? Huh. And here I was thinking it might have been some kind of special effect. A really good one. Do you think if I told Sea World that they should make an attraction like this I'd get part of the profits?

[relivingspiral]

In order; Vatheon and it's apparently underwater, I doubt the person that made this was looking for business, no I haven't, and dolphins don't swim this deep to my knowledge.

[pineapplepsych]

So the name "Vatheon" is confirmed! I feel like I'm in some kind of game or something.

But come on! Not even some holding tank? Really? [disappointment to the max, man.]

[relivingspiral]

No dolphins or tanks. If you look around though you might find some other aquatic mammals.

[pineapplepsych]

[sigh] Another chance foiled.

Don't suppose there's a giant squid around?

[unbid]

I don't know about the dolphins, but there is the red thing.

I'm sure they'll let you ride it if you ask them nicely enough.

[pineapplepsych]

Red thing? [you have caught his attention!] And what exactly is this "red thing"?

[unbid]

[And it wasn't the kitty ears? Shame! He smiles a Cheshire smile.]

It's red in color, I think. And a thing, perhaps.

I'm sure your imagination can take care of the rest.

[pineapplepsych]

[if he saw the ears, then maybe yes. but for now, it's the re thing.]

Some say my imagination is as vast as space itself. But it can only go so far when I have just a color and an abstract "thing".

Okay, so...what does it do? Does it look like a car?