♠ Mission #003 [Video]

[02hell.livejournal.com]

[Welcome to Duo's apartment! ...or whatever it's left of it. No, I'm not lying! Under all those piles of machine parts, metal, glitter and who knows what other crap, there's in fact an apartment.

What's that big metal thing you ask? Just a catapult, nothing to worry about. Duo and his new friend Ferb have been busy, you see. Now that's something to worry about. The green haired boy is standing by the catapult, a strange metal sphere in his hand and... being loaded as ammunition. Something else to worry about. Duo, on the other hand, can’t be seen around. But if you pay close attention, you’ll notice a long braid coming out from under the catapult. After a moment, Ferb leans down and gives a thumbs up to Duo.]

‘Kay, lil’ buddy, now ya’ll see what I meant with gettin’ lots of fun with this.

[Does that sound ominous? ...Maybe. Dun-dun-dun!]



[OOC: Here’s the deal duckies! Duo and Ferb are putting all that glitter from the 5th year duckiversary to good use! In the form of glitter bombs (think high-tech whip cream balloon). Video/Voice posts will be the one’s targeted since Ferb’s world hopper can get the location off the feed. And no, the metal sphere won’t fall on the person. That would be mean, Ferb doesn’t do mean. (Duo does, but he hasn’t convinced Ferb yet.) If your muse tag this, be ready for a glitter shower on them. /insert evil laugh here and... blank stare?]

Comments

[02hell.livejournal.com]

My lifetime? Nah. I'll get to see Mars, though.

[hugmyscythe]

[She looks to the sky, as if picturing the night sky. She has read about the planet.] The wasteland planet.Brown and red,dust of dried blood.

Why would one
go there?

[02hell.livejournal.com]

They're workin' on a project to inhabit it, like we did with the colonies an' the Moon.

[hugmyscythe]

Ah.

Your would must be

populousto go through
all theeffort to livesomeplace else.

[02hell.livejournal.com]

Overpopulation was what made us built the colonies. I grew up on space.

[hugmyscythe]

Endless distance, terminal time. Opportunity limited by technology.

But you are lucky to even have

the view of something greater
and the determination to know it will be obtained.

He he he.

I am envious.

[02hell.livejournal.com]

Err, thanks I guess? Ya should lay back the crypticness a lil' bit, missy.

[hugmyscythe]

He he he. [She doesn't think she is that cryptic.] [...]

My name is

Dead Master.

[02hell.livejournal.com]

[Duo snorts at the name and mumbles a "Fitting. Go figure."]

I'm Duo, Duo Maxwell. I may run an' hide, but I never tell a lie.

[hugmyscythe]

[Oh, she heard that snort. So many people hatin' on her name. She doesn't like it. Or rather, she doesn't understand what's so odd about it. Still, it gets to a girl after a while.]

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