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retrospec2018-01-22 11:48 am
thebeastwithout) wrote in retrospec2018-01-22 11:48 am
002 - Octopus's Garden In the Shade
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[Today on the hot mess that is Retrospec, somebody's either fallen asleep on their keyboard or allowed their cat to play with the computer for too long, 'cause there's a solid string of this for about a minute straight.]
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Garfield Logan added 3 new photos - in Huntington Avenue, Recollé
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[The first photo is a blurry image of Gar screaming, with only his head and upper chest visible. Something long and twisty is visible at the edge of the frame.
The second is a slightly less blurry image of a... realistic-looking octopus tentacle, for some reason.
The last is an image of Gar's bare chest underneath a ripped shirt, which no one ever really wanted to see, but we're all being traumatized today so just go with it. Everything looks normal up until the part where his shoulder attaches to the octopus tentacle in the previous picture.
It's kinda gross.]
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[Today on the hot mess that is Retrospec, somebody's either fallen asleep on their keyboard or allowed their cat to play with the computer for too long, 'cause there's a solid string of this for about a minute straight.]
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Garfield Logan added 3 new photos - in Huntington Avenue, Recollé
2 mins
[The first photo is a blurry image of Gar screaming, with only his head and upper chest visible. Something long and twisty is visible at the edge of the frame.
The second is a slightly less blurry image of a... realistic-looking octopus tentacle, for some reason.
The last is an image of Gar's bare chest underneath a ripped shirt, which no one ever really wanted to see, but we're all being traumatized today so just go with it. Everything looks normal up until the part where his shoulder attaches to the octopus tentacle in the previous picture.
It's kinda gross.]
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[ Morbidly, he thinks he can probably just yank the arm off--it looks thin and brittle, easy to break off. But instead, he just shoves the prosthetic back on. ]
Just cover it up! Or turn it back into an octopus arm!
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[he will agree with covering it up though
ideally forever
his voice might be getting increasingly high-pitched]
What the hell is even happening! Is this some kinda nightmare? This is like a weird dream, right? What does this mean, my past life was some kinda fly octopus mutant?!
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I hope you like getting your ribcage squeezed, because James is not at all shy about tightening the buckles on this thing. ]
Welcome to Retrospec, man. What it means is you've got superpowers. Lucky you.
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[Too busy screaming and panicking, Gar might not have paused to think about the actual implications here. He shuts up and stares as if this thought has never crossed his mind.]
What do you mean, superpowers. Turning into a weird bug is a superpow -- ow! Geez, man, I've already got a useless arm; don't break my ribs.
This is a superpower?
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[ He doublechecks the strap, gives it a tug, and, satisfied, steps back. There, look at that! Gar almost looks normal. Sure, the skintone's a little off if you look closely and the prosthetic's a little larger than Gar's real arm, but otherwise it looks perfectly normal! ]
And yeah, man, being able to turn into different animal stuff? That is totally a superpower. If it's static, that's just a weird mutation. But if it can change, you can probably control it, and that's a power.
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[He repeats, a little stupidly, to himself, as he looks down at his arm now covered by the prosthetic.]
No way, dude. This is... freaky. If I could've gotten rid a' this by thinking about it, it would a' been back to normal ages ago. It's just...
...It's really a superpower?
[He's not sure whether to sound happy or not, but there's a faint trace of an embarrassed smile coming to his face.]
...And wow, this actually fits surprisingly well. Huh.
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Maybe you just don't know how to control it yet. I don't know how powers work, I don't have any. But what else is it supposed to be, man?
[ Seeing Gar appreciating the prosthetic, though, makes James feel pretty good about the job he did getting it on him. ]
See? What'd I tell you, this thing's made to look just right. Hell, you could probably even move it a little if you tried--not too much though or you're gonna pop it right off your shoulder.
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I can definitely make it through dinner without my parents sending me to the FBI to get dissected.
[Gar rolls his shoulder around for a few moments and feels his... bristles brushing up against the prosthetic. ...It's an extremely bizarre sensation. He tries not to think about it.
From his dresser, he pulls out a thick hoodie.]
You mind helping me get this on?
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[ Once Gar is seated, he begins going through the process, explaining as he goes, because if Gar's going to have to use this long-term, he might as well know. Put a man's sweater on, he's dressed for a day. Teach a man to put a sweater on, he's dressed for a lifetime.
He drapes the sweater on Gar's lap, then positions it so that the bottom edge is opened and the sleeve for the prosthetic is exposed in a straight drop to the floor. ]
Now just put the arm through, pull it up to your shoulder, put your other arm through, then pull it the rest of the way on like any other sweater.
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Uh...
[Gar attempts to follow instructions, and is gratified to find that it's less cumbersome than he had anticipated. The fact that he still has an arm - albeit a bug arm - helps with the dexterity bit.
He pulls the hoodie down and pulls the sleeve down over the fake hand. He glances up at the mirror affixed on the door.]
Yeah... yeah, I think this is gonna work!
And if it like, keeps changing randomly, I can stick with it a little while longer.
[a faint pause]
Hey.
...If I've got a superpower, does that mean I can be a superhero?
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Uh, yeah, duh. That's like, what they're for.
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[He grins brightly for a moment or two, a gleam of excitement in his eyes.]
This might actually be kinda c --
[From outside his door, a woman's voice calls up -- 'Garfield...']
Oh crap.
Out the window, dude!
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Good luck, man.
[ James leaps out the open window in one smooth motion. He lands in a quiet somersault and immediately takes off in a sprint down the block. ]
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