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[ DJ never thought he'd actually be making a video post on this stupid secret network, but here he is. Doing exactly that.

He's not stupid, of course. He's still not going to show his face. He's standing, webcam at about chest level, and in his hands he's holding an awful ventriloquist's puppet. He tries to keep his voice level, but it contains a note of enthusiasm, and it should be familiar to anyone who shares a class with him at Locke High. ]

Look at this guy. He just showed up out of nowhere, fuck. Can you believe it? Isn't he great?

Trying to figure out what I should call him. Any ideas?

[ He shoves the puppet up closer to the webcam. Look at that face. Aw yeah. ]

Comments

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Good job.

Don't think I ever got your name?

[epimethean]

Oh, right, sorry. Rude of me. It's Wheatley.

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How British.

I'm DJ.

[epimethean]

Well, yes, I mean, I am. British, I mean, so.

But it is--it is nice to meet you properly.

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I assumed, what with the accent and everything.

Yeah, same.

[epimethean]

Sort of a giveaway, yeah.

Congratulations on your...doll.

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Puppet.

[epimethean]

Sorry, puppet.

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Thank you.