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In a corner of the Nexus a small blue body with long trailing… 
17th-Oct-2010 01:56 am
In a corner of the Nexus a small blue body with long trailing tentacles fades into view, humming as it does. It's over-sized jaw flexes as it hovers in the air and looks around with an air of exploratory interest.

"Ooooh." It spies the sign before lifting a book written in strange markings before its small eyes, glancing between it and the sign repeatedly. "Question." It drones in a monotone voice before looking back to the book, while glancing around at all the beings. It makes a few musing noises before speaking again. "Hmm. Not Mars. Nope. Nope nope nope-nope-nope-nope-nope-nope-nope-nope." The jaw and tentacles bounce as it repeats the word. "Earth?"
17th-Oct-2010 03:05 pm (UTC)
Dirk studies the fuzzy little thing, and promptly decides he's seen more intimidating things in his own neighborhood. "...Not even close mate. The spacious and unusual locale in which you are currently present is what is commonly known as the Nexus, or more plausibly simply one of an infinite number of Nexi; a joining place of many worlds, times, and dimensions, including some which may be fictional in other realms to which they may be connected to this place. Welcome to the multiverse."
17th-Oct-2010 03:15 pm (UTC)
If the creature could blink, it would certainly be doing so now as it stares at Dirk, processing what he's just said.

"Mul-ti-verse?" It seems to process this for a second. "Book. Book book book book." It says as it consults the book, talking as it does. "Oooooh! Mul-ti-verse. Multi-verse. Multiverse." It gives a little sigh, as it comes to its conclusion. "Not Earth. Nope nope nope nope-nope-nope-nope."

Then its attention is back on Dirk as it seems to hop in the air gently as it moves closer to him, before again consulting the book.

17th-Oct-2010 03:24 pm (UTC)
That's not all that different from the reaction he usually gets, and it's not making any snide comments about his wordiness, so that's even better. He waits, watching. It's awfully cute and fuzzy. Maybe it spews acid or something.
"Salutations. I'm from earth, and anyone who is could tell you this isn't it."
17th-Oct-2010 03:31 pm (UTC)
"Oooh." That big jaw seems to flex up into what might be considered a smile. "Earth person, in multiverse. Yip yip yip-yip-yip-yip-yip-yip-yip-yip!" It bounces happily as it speaks at its success in coming to this realization, even with Dirk's help. It settles on the back of a nearby couch, its tentacles draping over the back though it still appears to float, and not use them for any sort of support. It is at this point where its eyes start to thoroughly study Dirk, noting each article of clothing he has on. Such things are curiosities to it. "Hmm." Once again, a tentacle raises the book for it to study.
17th-Oct-2010 04:16 pm (UTC)
Dirk's hat probably requires a second look, and is easy to mistake for some kind of wacky lampshade. The suit is pretty standard, but the pictures of humans in the book, if there are any, probably aren't quite so round. He's watching it right back, but settles comfortably on a different couch. "Do you always repeat and overstate the obvious?" It's an honest question, only a little sarcastic.
17th-Oct-2010 04:25 pm (UTC)
That hat does indeed require a second look as it leans forward, peering at it, then back at the book. Unintentionally it speaks while it's researching, but it might as well be a response to Dirk's question.

"Yip." It reads a little more. "Yip yip yip. Hmmmm." It floats up from the couch, coming closer to Dirk. Personal space is not a concept its familiar with, as it hovers nearby, looking at the hat. A tentacle reaches out carefully, as if it's afraid it might be hurt touching the item. "Shoe."
17th-Oct-2010 04:28 pm (UTC)
Dirk raises an eyebrow, and leans back just a little, and then really wishes he hadn't sat down because it doesn't leave much room for avoiding this... thing. At least the hat brim is pretty wide, so he won't have to get too close. "Ah... no. Hat. Chapeau. Haberdashery..." Maybe if he plays his usual thesaurus act, that will actually be helpful, for once.
17th-Oct-2010 04:31 pm (UTC)
"Ooooh. Hat." The eyes ogle the item before it ducks down below the brim, looking at the underside curiously. It takes one of its own tentacles, and drapes it over an antenna. It seems to be looking for affirmation from Dirk as it does so. "Hat. Hat. Yip yip yip-yip."
17th-Oct-2010 04:34 pm (UTC)
"...Possibly? Mine's not attached, merely an article of costumery. I believe yours may be more... integrated." He takes off the hat as a demonstration, and does it with a flourish.
17th-Oct-2010 04:44 pm (UTC)
The creature gasps, shocked at the motion and it's large jaw somehow flexes up and completely obscures its eyes, as it shies back, terrified.

"GONG!" It almost yelps as it sinks down about a foot closer to the ground. It peers from behind its own jaw at Dirk tentatively.
17th-Oct-2010 04:54 pm (UTC)
Dirk blinks, and very carefully puts his hat back on.
17th-Oct-2010 05:11 pm (UTC)
As the hat goes back on Dirk's head, it lowers its jaw, letting it go slack as it watches the motion.

"Ooooh. Hat, off." It studies the hat then smiles. "Yip. Hat on. Hat on. Yip-yip-yip. Uh huh, uh huh."
17th-Oct-2010 05:13 pm (UTC)
Dirk grins slowly, and whips the hat off again.
17th-Oct-2010 05:17 pm (UTC)
The creature gasps again, jumping back a little, but this time doesn't hide behind its jaw. It seems in complete awe at the action.

"Aaaaah! Hat off. Yip-yip-yip. Hat off." Then it's consulting its book again. "Aaaaah. Red hat. Red hat off. Red hat. Good hat."
17th-Oct-2010 05:24 pm (UTC)
He puts it back on again, grinning. "It can be taught! Now repeat after me; The rain in Spain falls mainly of the plain." He knows he's being an ass, but he's pretty sure the blue thing won't call him on it.
17th-Oct-2010 05:27 pm (UTC)
It in fact, plays right along. As well as it can anyway.

"Rain. Spain. Pla~~~in." It drawls out the last word happily. "Yip yip yip!" It seems actually rather pleased at this rhyme. "Rain, Spain, plain. Rain-Spain-plain rain-Spain-plain-ain-Spain-plain-ain-Spain-plain-ain-Spain-plain." It repeats at an almost impossibly fast rate, its jaw bounding excitedly, sending its tentacles waving about as it bounces happily in the air.
17th-Oct-2010 05:37 pm (UTC)
He's created a monster. Dirk raises an eyebrow, groans softly, and rubs his forehead. "That just may not have been one of my most brilliant ideas..."
17th-Oct-2010 05:48 pm (UTC)
"Yip-yip-yip! Yippee." It seems rather excited now as it keeps bouncing, though at a far more subdued rate once it stops repeating the words. "Rhyme. Rhyme good." At least it knows that it is? "Rain-Spain-plain." It mumbles gleefully to itself a moment. Once again, it consults the book, glancing back at Dirk. It decides to try an introduction again since the last one resulted in a new phrase that it likes so much. "Ooooh. Hi there."
17th-Oct-2010 07:26 pm (UTC)
"...Yeah, we've covered that." At least it's not repeating the rhyme endlessly at high speed! "What else have you got?" Dirk sighs, and then decides to try another amazing trick, because he keeps meaning to quit smoking, but he's bad at it, and he feels the need for a cigarette now. He pulls out a pack, taps one out, and lights it with a match from a matchbook, puffing.
17th-Oct-2010 07:42 pm (UTC)
"Hmmm. Fire." It watches as Dirk lights the match. It knows what that is! And when Dirk puffs, it starts to shake nervously in place. "Smoke. Smoke bad. Fire. Fire! Uh-oh!" It starts to look around nervously and spies a glass of water. "Water! Yip yip yip! Water!" It zooms away toward the glass.
17th-Oct-2010 07:56 pm (UTC)
Dirk's a fast thinker, which is good, and a fast talker. He's not such a fast mover. This could end badly, for him, although maybe it'll help him quit smoking? His eyes widen and he pulls the cigarette out of his mouth and flails a little, then staggers heavily to his feet. "No, no! No! No! It's okay-!"

It's also probably too late.
17th-Oct-2010 08:03 pm (UTC)
"Aaaaah! Fire! Uh-oh! Uh-oh!" Even though the tentacles appear to be loose and weak, together they make for an impressive ability to grab onto even smooth surfaces as the creature tilts the glass and gets a grip under and around it as it lifts it into the air with some minor difficulty. In the very least, it has the ability to recognize the actual source of the fire, and as Dirk stands, it aims for the cigarette.
17th-Oct-2010 08:24 pm (UTC)
He really should have just put it out, but now he's waving it around and at least that keeps him from getting splashed straight in the face. As it is, one arm and part of his front still gets soaking wet, and he collapses back into the chair trying to back up.

Dirk looks down at his soggy cigarette. Dirk looks back at the alien. Dirk frowns. "Damnit!"
17th-Oct-2010 08:28 pm (UTC)
"No fire. Nope nope nope-nope-nope." The alien stays hovering in the air, still holding onto the empty glass. It then looks at Dirk's face as he frowns and the corners of its mouth drop in an almost cartoonish frown. "Aaaaaw. Sad, sad sad."
17th-Oct-2010 08:40 pm (UTC)
"Did it ever occur to you that I might not have lit it on fire because I wanted it that way?" He gestures at the dripping cigarette as he talks. "Fire isn't always bad..." He shakes off his arm, sending droplets of water flying everywhere.
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