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shellphones2025-03-06 08:59 pm
withermarked) wrote in shellphones2025-03-06 08:59 pm
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Type: Video
Sender ID: WitherMarked (Faulkner)
To: Public
Subject: Introductions, and a question
Warnings: trans healthcare/unaffordability thereof, mild references to mood swings/mental health issues, reference to history in a cult
[The video takes a moment to come into focus, before you see a young man wearing an awkward, lopsided grin as he seems satisfied with figuring out what buttons to push. He has soft features, freckles, and messy blond curls in a cut that looks suspiciously like a grown-out mullet. He looks friendly, if more than a bit stressed and sleep deprived. When he speaks he has a notable rural-American accent.]
Hey, folks. Name's Faulkner, and I'm new around here. As you can... probably see, I'm still getting used to all this electronic message business.
You sure we don't have to offer up a hosanna to the Wirebitten Child to keep using this stuff?
[There seems to be some sheepish humour there, leaning into how much he's not from around here, but some genuine confusion, too. He doesn't really believe people don't owe some kind of a higher power for their fancy tech.]
Anyway, I've got a question. Tried askin' uh, a friend here, but they didn't know. Does anyone here take... testosterone? Do you have that kind of treatment, here?
[More genuine uncertainty: there's both more and less technology than he's used to. Beyond being a little awkward, he doesn't seem concerned one way or the other about outing himself.]
It's weird enough getting used to a brand new world—could do without missin' my shot, too.
[A pause. He really would rather avoid that—his mood is shaky enough as it is.]
At least... if I'm gonna be able to afford it? I don't know how these things work, here. Haven't exactly gotten signed up for insurance.
[And he doesn't exactly have the Parish of Tide and Flesh here, with 'uncle' Mason and all his less than above-board deals with local doctors and pharmacies, taking care of the kids who joined the Trawler-man's faith in a way said kids couldn't find anywhere else.]
Sender ID: WitherMarked (Faulkner)
To: Public
Subject: Introductions, and a question
Warnings: trans healthcare/unaffordability thereof, mild references to mood swings/mental health issues, reference to history in a cult
[The video takes a moment to come into focus, before you see a young man wearing an awkward, lopsided grin as he seems satisfied with figuring out what buttons to push. He has soft features, freckles, and messy blond curls in a cut that looks suspiciously like a grown-out mullet. He looks friendly, if more than a bit stressed and sleep deprived. When he speaks he has a notable rural-American accent.]
Hey, folks. Name's Faulkner, and I'm new around here. As you can... probably see, I'm still getting used to all this electronic message business.
You sure we don't have to offer up a hosanna to the Wirebitten Child to keep using this stuff?
[There seems to be some sheepish humour there, leaning into how much he's not from around here, but some genuine confusion, too. He doesn't really believe people don't owe some kind of a higher power for their fancy tech.]
Anyway, I've got a question. Tried askin' uh, a friend here, but they didn't know. Does anyone here take... testosterone? Do you have that kind of treatment, here?
[More genuine uncertainty: there's both more and less technology than he's used to. Beyond being a little awkward, he doesn't seem concerned one way or the other about outing himself.]
It's weird enough getting used to a brand new world—could do without missin' my shot, too.
[A pause. He really would rather avoid that—his mood is shaky enough as it is.]
At least... if I'm gonna be able to afford it? I don't know how these things work, here. Haven't exactly gotten signed up for insurance.
[And he doesn't exactly have the Parish of Tide and Flesh here, with 'uncle' Mason and all his less than above-board deals with local doctors and pharmacies, taking care of the kids who joined the Trawler-man's faith in a way said kids couldn't find anywhere else.]
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[Okay, he has to ask. Unfortunately.]
People who keep birds, or people who are birds?
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(And they're full of stupid jokes today, apparently.
Hilariously, after being gifted a necklace of blood rubies, multiple bounties, several robberies... they're actually kinda technically rich themself?
Though they'd probably argue that that proves their point if they thought about it.)
I did say I know a duck woman.
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[Look, he can't actually argue that. He started going off about capitalism bad further up on this very post, after all.]
I've been trying not to picture the duck woman.
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(Yes, they're extremely proud of themself.)
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(Being annoying is a good skill to have, they've found. Hard for your enemies to think clearly when they're in a blind fury.)
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[Well... mostly he doesn't.]
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(They're pretty sure that's mostly because they're good about not leaving openings.)