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dealsinshippingPlayer Name: Meowzy
Are you new?: Nope
Character Name: Varrick
Character Fandom: The Legend of Varrick- I mean Korra.
1) [Accidental video]
[When the journal's recording starts, the camera seems to be swaying back and forth unsteadily, caught between a zoom of a nearby tree trunk and a shot of the rest of the forest that lies beyond it. Also, it appears to be upside-down. A somewhat nasal male voice is heard.] -If I can just get this-
[Suddenly there's a bit of an awkward fumble accompanied by a shout, and a suddenly the image becomes a blurred mess because the journal is falling. And falling. And falling... Finally, it lands on the ground with a bit of a thud, giving the entire network a great view of the tree it just fell from. It's a good thing it's autumn, meaning there's very few leaves to obscure the image. High, high up in the branches, some unlucky bastard is hanging upside-down. You'd have to squint very hard to tell his New Feather pants are, in fact, snagged on the branches. Whoever this guy is, he's getting frustated, as his voice can still be heard even from such a distance.]
OH COME ON! THAT'S JUST NOT FAIR! ZHU LIIII!!!
2) [Action]
[It's a relatively windy day out- exactly one day after Varrick's arrival, to be exact- and he can be found sitting out on the grass. Where? Anywhere in the village that fits your preference, really. Now dressed in his usual attire, which might look familiar to anyone who's seen Water Tribe duds before, he's sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed and his index fingers pressed against his temples. Anyone who gets close enough will hear him muttering under his breath.]
This is not happening... This is not happening...
[If he just says it enough times and believes it, maybe it'll come true. ...Oh, who is he even kidding? Meditation's just as big a scam as levitation.]
Are you new?: Nope
Character Name: Varrick
Character Fandom: The Legend of Varrick- I mean Korra.
1) [Accidental video]
[When the journal's recording starts, the camera seems to be swaying back and forth unsteadily, caught between a zoom of a nearby tree trunk and a shot of the rest of the forest that lies beyond it. Also, it appears to be upside-down. A somewhat nasal male voice is heard.] -If I can just get this-
[Suddenly there's a bit of an awkward fumble accompanied by a shout, and a suddenly the image becomes a blurred mess because the journal is falling. And falling. And falling... Finally, it lands on the ground with a bit of a thud, giving the entire network a great view of the tree it just fell from. It's a good thing it's autumn, meaning there's very few leaves to obscure the image. High, high up in the branches, some unlucky bastard is hanging upside-down. You'd have to squint very hard to tell his New Feather pants are, in fact, snagged on the branches. Whoever this guy is, he's getting frustated, as his voice can still be heard even from such a distance.]
OH COME ON! THAT'S JUST NOT FAIR! ZHU LIIII!!!
2) [Action]
[It's a relatively windy day out- exactly one day after Varrick's arrival, to be exact- and he can be found sitting out on the grass. Where? Anywhere in the village that fits your preference, really. Now dressed in his usual attire, which might look familiar to anyone who's seen Water Tribe duds before, he's sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed and his index fingers pressed against his temples. Anyone who gets close enough will hear him muttering under his breath.]
This is not happening... This is not happening...
[If he just says it enough times and believes it, maybe it'll come true. ...Oh, who is he even kidding? Meditation's just as big a scam as levitation.]
