01 - Painting the Town Red [Video]

[zangief_the_red]

[The camera comes on and reveals rather a lot of chest hair at first. Then it pans up to a face studying it.]

First I wake up in egg, and have to fight my way out like baby bird. Angry baby bird. Then I find money, and am in strange place. This much I can accept. I have had stranger nights.

[He looks around, snorting]

But this is not the sort where one simply has more vodka, finishes bar fight, then wanders home.

This is a strange place.

[There is a long silence, then a grin]

So, who do I have to reduce to a paste to get home, eh? And, until then, I require a large bed. A shack or cabin will be enough.

[He looks at the money again]

Also job. I am good at fighting things, breaking things, and making things. Also, I am Zangief.

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[betel_geuse]

"Uh huh," Betelgeuse agreed, wryly.

It was tempting to see this guy as a muscle bound oaf, but Betelgeuse wasn't about to assume that. He'd met intelligent chunks of meat, before. In six hundred years, he'd met just about every type there was.

"Good to hear. I like your enthusiasm!"

[zangief_the_red]

And oh he was. He was big, and boisterous - but cunning and had conditioned himself by fighting bears with bare hands. That was his practice.

Oaf, possibly. But cunning and made of solid steel.

"What is not to be enthusiastic about, eh? Point me in direction!"

[betel_geuse]

"Well, I told ya, we're in the set up stages right now. We're trying to get people interested and teach them what danmaku is. Hell, I'd never heard of it, until recently, m'self. SO. Our first big event is going to be a demonstration thing with games and examples, along with food and other entertainment. That's coming up pretty soon."