Subject: Congrats on the mission! =]
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Posted on: 2015-01-16 11:08:00 UTC

I love reading the Fisherman, and seeing what happens to him at the end was absolutely priceless. I also like his optimism in the face of canon butchering - though I'm surprised he didn't make the leap that Elsa's ability to create sentient life might actually be hijacking sentient beings from parallel universes and shoving their consciousnesses in ice sculptures-

Oh. That's... that's a bit dark for him, now that I say it out loud. Ignore me then.

Also:

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The strange, unnatural, wheezy-sounding noise billowed out from RC 1875 like a cloud of mustard gas. Its cause was a video, currently playing on the ruggedized Control Panel bolted securely to the room's wall. Wobbles had a quick look inside, saw the Notary with tears streaming down her face and rolling on the floor, assumed there wasn't a medical emergency, and bounced in.

"Heya, Agent Holy See! Glad to see you've cheered up!"

The Notary just pointed at the screen before collapsing into gales of something I will call, for lack of a better option, laughter. Somewhere in the distance a glass shattered.

"Huh. Oooh, did he get Suviated? Wowzers. That's... that's a class 4 FGE at least, goodness golly gracious, I had one of them once time and it was just the worst. I wonder if they voltage-calmed him - nope, nope, just the happy juice. Say, I've got an errand to run, so, uh, you okay down there?"

There was something that sounded like a hoover struggling manfully against the attentions of a lascivious pufferfish, so Wobbles just strolled out of the room again, heading down to the A/V Department. It was a fairly long walk, since she'd been banned from using the lifts on account of her condition, but hey, it was good exercise, right? She got there eventually. It wasn't like there was any rush.

"Heya, gangeroos!"

"Hi, Wobbles," chorused the various techies. "What do you need? Can we have the scripts for the next week's Wobblevision?"

"No. Well, uh, maybe. I... kinda need a favour, please don't tell Adam, I'd never hear the gosh-darn-diddly end of it. See, there's this video..."

A few minutes of negotiation and some hastily transferred scripts later, the technicians got to work, and Wobbles bounced out the room just in time to see the video of her roomie's encounter with herself that one time play over the broadcast screens dotted around Headquarters.

"It's not nice to laugh at the misfortune of others, is it?"

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Yes, Wobbles is kind of a douche.

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