ten. spam & video. like the empires of the world unite.

[indispensible]

spam } open

[It doesn't take Vin long to realize that the people she is seeing who look like Elend aren't really Elend. It wouldn't make sense for him to be here, after all. They are illusions - she understands later, a wish gone wrong. And anyway, most of them are walking around without a book in hand. Not him. The thought almost makes her smile.]

[But the first expression she gives the people who wear Elend's image is a dual flash of sorrow and joy, an incomprehensible twist of emotion that she'd much rather conceal. This, though, she can't control, and turns away as quickly as possible when she feels it creeping across her face.]

video } open

[She is in her cabin now, a large stone room expensively furnished, and looking annoyed. There is a pile of records in front of her, and in the background, Lunatic of God's Creation Is playing.]

This is ridiculous. I can't figure out how to make it stop.

Comments

[indispensible]

That's music?

I like Lizst better.

[megamind]

Of a sort, yes. An acquired taste.

[indispensible]

And you've acquired it?

How do you dance to it?

[megamind]

Well, me personally? No. I prefer my rock with a different weight to it. Less Cookie Monster growling and more rhythm and big hair. [ Megamind stop using references Vin has zero ability to understand ] Dance-- is usually don by thrashing about violently. Mosh pits -- which is more like dance-based combat than anything else -- are the name of the game for death metal concerts. Headbanging, throwing up the horns, all that good stuff you get at an AC/DC concert gets turned up to eleven at a death metal concert.

[indispensible]

[ b l i n k s ]

Why . . . big hair? Like a helmet?

[HELP]

[megamind]

...with enough hair spray, maybe. Either way it really wouldn't be your scene.

[indispensible]

What's my 'scene'?

[megamind]

Uhm, the things you like. That's your 'scene'.

[indispensible]

Someone should make a dictionary.

[megamind]

Man, tell me about it. English is hard, even for a genius like myself.