003 — handwritten [graph paper]

[argents]

[ July 1st.

This time, Banagher's number is copied down on graph paper. What appears isn't anything handwritten, but a rough technical sketch. An empty jumpseat of some kind, crowned by three screens and what looks like an impossibly advanced panoramic HUD. The rest is left sparsely detailed — no buttons, concrete controls, or clues as to what this cockpit (what else could it be?) belongs to. Save for the odd one-on-one occasion, he's been tight-lipped about what exactly has splashed itself uninvited across his memories, never knowing for sure what to trust when it came to himself. Never quite believing he could have been this... thing's pilot.

Off to the side, around some messy notes, is a scrawled out line of text in another language: À mon seul désir. There's a poetic ring to it, nearly romantic.

It's odd, placed next to a piece of technology so futuristic. ]

It's weird. I had to wrack my brain to remember this thing enough to put it on paper, even if I can't forget it. [ A pause, possibly to tap his pencil. ] If you asked any kid when they were younger what they wanted for their birthday, a giant robot probably ranked pretty high, right? Not so much when you're 18, though. When things like this aren't even supposed to be real...

[ Let alone crazy brain powers. At least he was getting used to those. And more importantly: ]

...it could have come with a better name.

[ Which he is hoping like hell wasn't his doing. ]

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[angelskills]

Happy birthday, Banagher!!

A ... giant robot?

Text;

[searchforpeace]

Most children want robots?

[handwriting]

[acequeen]

Is that French? At least I think it is.

[There's a brief pause in Regina's neat writing. Call her intrigued.]

Giant robots, huh? Sounds a lot better than whatever else people have been receiving lately.

[Handwriting]

[talktothedoll]

[The image of the jumpseat is soon accompanied by a small partial sketch of a technical plan for an octopus robot.]

Believe me, I have a pretty good idea of how you feel.

[handwritten]

[amberhearted]

[ because why not!! his handwriting is scrawl-like, but legible, large enough to fit college-ruled lines. ]

Happy birthday! Perhaps you're an astronaut from the future.

What's the name?

[ that is p. much the extent of his artistic skills. ]

[espigeonage]

How sweet.

I thought it was the future-chair for a computer or something, lol. That many screens. I guess it's hard to say what can't be real these days.

Happy birthday, by the way, and may you have many happy returns.

[ text | cellphone ] screw it HELLO ONGOING THREAD NUMBER 3

[hoennmaihime]

'My sole desire'?

[Thank you Google Translate.



but seriously. What?]