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cryingontheinside"What's in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet."
Wasn't it Shakespeare's birthday not too long ago? Since arriving here I admit I've been curious as to how that machine chose our monikers. I suppose it's only appropriate a hero wouldn't choose his own, however.
What do you think? Would Superman have done just as well without his title?
How important is a name to you? Would you be the same person without it?
first slide [again] ☣ video
Feb. 3rd, 2013 04:32 pmcryingontheinside[Dexter squeezes his eyes shut, theatrically, which is fitting for the part he's gearing up to play.] There's no place like home, there's no place like home...
[He clicks the soles of his topsiders together, offscreen, and opens his eyes -- looking genuinely surprised.]
Oh, am I still here? I guess it's time to go back to the drawing board.
[Dex gives a stupid little wave and a light smile.] If I'm sticking around I guess I should re-introduce myself. I'm Dexter, for those of you who weren't here during my brief stay last year. I really have to pick a warmer time to visit, in the future.
...Not that I plan on disappearing again. Though, honestly--and don't take this the wrong way--I'd rather be at home with my daughter than here in this icy tundra.
[He gestures all around him because it's fucking cold and he doesn't understand. Slowly, he gets out his wallet and retrieves a small picture of said daughter and holds it up to the feed. She's only a few weeks old and tiny and adorable in case you didn't know. She's also a genius which you should totally be able to tell from the photo. That's what Dexter thinks anyway.] I think you'd feel the same way, were our situations reversed.
[With a shrug, he draws the picture back so he can look at it and SIGH.] Well, I guess I'll be seeing you guys around. How about those Ravens?
[He clicks the soles of his topsiders together, offscreen, and opens his eyes -- looking genuinely surprised.]
Oh, am I still here? I guess it's time to go back to the drawing board.
[Dex gives a stupid little wave and a light smile.] If I'm sticking around I guess I should re-introduce myself. I'm Dexter, for those of you who weren't here during my brief stay last year. I really have to pick a warmer time to visit, in the future.
...Not that I plan on disappearing again. Though, honestly--and don't take this the wrong way--I'd rather be at home with my daughter than here in this icy tundra.
[He gestures all around him because it's fucking cold and he doesn't understand. Slowly, he gets out his wallet and retrieves a small picture of said daughter and holds it up to the feed. She's only a few weeks old and tiny and adorable in case you didn't know. She's also a genius which you should totally be able to tell from the photo. That's what Dexter thinks anyway.] I think you'd feel the same way, were our situations reversed.
[With a shrug, he draws the picture back so he can look at it and SIGH.] Well, I guess I'll be seeing you guys around. How about those Ravens?