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itsjustcambot2011-09-05 09:17 am
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[ Wally stands in a hallway, hands on his hips, looking up at Cambot with a frustrated expression. ]
Okay, seriously, what's with all the cameras? It's like we're on some kind of reality show here!
[ He walks right up to the camera, eyes narrowed into a glare. Staring contest?! Cambot switches to a fish-eye lens for effect.
...Okay, so he can't win a staring contest with a camera. But that's beside the point. He keeps staring, refusing to blink. A few seconds later, of course, his eyes start getting dry, and he finally relents with a small noise of frustration. ]
There's got to be something more interesting to record than this. Isn't there a talking cat running around here? Go follow him around some more! Make cute little videos for the Internet or something!
[ Staring contest redux! He admits defeat sooner this time, though, having completely lost patience with it. He throws his hands into the air. ]
Man, you're worse than Supey watching the No Signal thing. Fine! Follow me around, see if I care.
[ It's painfully obvious that he does care, but he will not be admitting to that anytime soon. He just runs off without another word. The camera trails after him, slowing as Wally comes to a stop with an expression of something like shock. His hands are balled into fists, and he throws them into the air again with a loud yell. ]
And why can't I run?!
Okay, seriously, what's with all the cameras? It's like we're on some kind of reality show here!
[ He walks right up to the camera, eyes narrowed into a glare. Staring contest?! Cambot switches to a fish-eye lens for effect.
...Okay, so he can't win a staring contest with a camera. But that's beside the point. He keeps staring, refusing to blink. A few seconds later, of course, his eyes start getting dry, and he finally relents with a small noise of frustration. ]
There's got to be something more interesting to record than this. Isn't there a talking cat running around here? Go follow him around some more! Make cute little videos for the Internet or something!
[ Staring contest redux! He admits defeat sooner this time, though, having completely lost patience with it. He throws his hands into the air. ]
Man, you're worse than Supey watching the No Signal thing. Fine! Follow me around, see if I care.
[ It's painfully obvious that he does care, but he will not be admitting to that anytime soon. He just runs off without another word. The camera trails after him, slowing as Wally comes to a stop with an expression of something like shock. His hands are balled into fists, and he throws them into the air again with a loud yell. ]
And why can't I run?!
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[pause]
Maybe it's just a bad day?
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[ It may be time to explore. ]
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