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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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[Kieran nods to himself, before offering a smile.]
It's somethin' I'm not really used to seein', but I think it makes sense. At least, the way you talked about it.
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[With more of a narrative than it probably required all things considered, but maybe that helped.]
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Hmm... Then that means it's real important for you to get your medicine, yeah? You can ask Professor Turo if you want... or I could ask him. Plus, there's tons of magic shops around, maybe one could help ya?
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[For other reasons, too, but he's not in the mood to get into things quite that far.]
Maybe... I'm not used to 'magic' being quite as reliable for things like this, but we'll see I suppose. What's this professor's name on here?
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[And he almost tries to hold up the phone in front of the camera which... is also the phone. Look, he's never really messed with tech much more complicated than a payphone. He's learning.]