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subnautica2016-10-30 12:23 pm
splasher) wrote in subnautica2016-10-30 12:23 pm
003 ☉ VIDEO
[picture this: a tray of all sorts of fish, spread out over a table. hoverfish, hoopfish, rabbit ray, garryfish, spadefish, boomerang fish, bladderfish--something elaborate and fancy looking, like a seafood platter, but with alien fish.]
Behold.
[the voice comes from behind the camera, which then zooms up from the fish platter onto a very sleepy, but alarmed makoto, who doesn’t know where to look.]
What... am I beholding, exactly? Haru?
[a knife points at an eyeless spadefish from behind the camera, the eye being replaced with sea grass.]
Hah...?
[makoto continues being alarmed, if only a little confused?]
I made breakfast.
It’s four in the morning.
That's why it's breakfast.
For a family of ten?
You're not the only one here.
[makoto's expression turns scared; he glances around quickly, left and right, finds nothing but the darkened background of the kitchen. clearly, he thinks there's someone else here.]
Eh!?
[haru, blankly, without being deterred by makoto’s disrespectful response, and with a slight hint of passion in his voice. it's barely there, but a fine ear can notice it.]
That's why you should try it. [enter, knife motioning at platter]
[and the feed cuts off]
[some time later, makoto edits and attaches a text message:]
help
Behold.
[the voice comes from behind the camera, which then zooms up from the fish platter onto a very sleepy, but alarmed makoto, who doesn’t know where to look.]
What... am I beholding, exactly? Haru?
[a knife points at an eyeless spadefish from behind the camera, the eye being replaced with sea grass.]
Hah...?
[makoto continues being alarmed, if only a little confused?]
I made breakfast.
It’s four in the morning.
That's why it's breakfast.
For a family of ten?
You're not the only one here.
[makoto's expression turns scared; he glances around quickly, left and right, finds nothing but the darkened background of the kitchen. clearly, he thinks there's someone else here.]
Eh!?
[haru, blankly, without being deterred by makoto’s disrespectful response, and with a slight hint of passion in his voice. it's barely there, but a fine ear can notice it.]
That's why you should try it. [enter, knife motioning at platter]
[and the feed cuts off]
[some time later, makoto edits and attaches a text message:]
help