001 /§/ [video]
[The screen flashes to life, and someone's eyes are all that's in frame. Bright blue eyes surrounded by a black domino mask, to be exact--with one eyebrow raised mockingly at the camera.] Uh....huh. So apparently we live in the stone age now..?
[The next couple minutes are full of the screen going in and out with static, odd clanks and buzzes and a couple thoughtful "hmm"s and "aha"s thrown in for good measure. When the screen is back on, the picture is clearer than it had ever been before. A man sits behind a desk, fingers threaded in front of him. His appearance is decidedly non-menacing, with his unruly and gravity defying shock of orange hair atop his oddly shaped, freckled face. But there's a malicious gleam in his eyes that might suggest you shouldn't underestimate him.] Much better. Sorry about that--had to make a couple quick modifications. [A lazy smirk plays across his features as he gestures towards the camera filming him and chuckles.] Not that I don't respect the amateur craftsmanship, no no. It's...cute. But let's just say that you're all pretty lucky that I'm here, now.
I'm Syndrome. [He gave a moment's pause, as if waiting for whoever was listening to react appropriately.] I'll be working with the security team to help advance the technology protecting this school and...[He gives a dismissive hand wave] floating island thing. Including any technology you may have on your person that you'd like worked on. You can all breathe a sigh of relief, because now you finally have a real life Superhero here toworship help you.
And speaking of Supers--I'm also a genius, in case you were wondering. And I have quite the knowledge of super abilities, not to mention a...vested personal interest. So if any of you crazy kids out there have powers--and have issues with them, questions regarding them, or hell, if you just wanna show off--definitely come and see me.
I look forward to it. [Syndrome smiles and twiddles his fingers in goodbye, as the screen clicks off.]
[The next couple minutes are full of the screen going in and out with static, odd clanks and buzzes and a couple thoughtful "hmm"s and "aha"s thrown in for good measure. When the screen is back on, the picture is clearer than it had ever been before. A man sits behind a desk, fingers threaded in front of him. His appearance is decidedly non-menacing, with his unruly and gravity defying shock of orange hair atop his oddly shaped, freckled face. But there's a malicious gleam in his eyes that might suggest you shouldn't underestimate him.] Much better. Sorry about that--had to make a couple quick modifications. [A lazy smirk plays across his features as he gestures towards the camera filming him and chuckles.] Not that I don't respect the amateur craftsmanship, no no. It's...cute. But let's just say that you're all pretty lucky that I'm here, now.
I'm Syndrome. [He gave a moment's pause, as if waiting for whoever was listening to react appropriately.] I'll be working with the security team to help advance the technology protecting this school and...[He gives a dismissive hand wave] floating island thing. Including any technology you may have on your person that you'd like worked on. You can all breathe a sigh of relief, because now you finally have a real life Superhero here to
And speaking of Supers--I'm also a genius, in case you were wondering. And I have quite the knowledge of super abilities, not to mention a...vested personal interest. So if any of you crazy kids out there have powers--and have issues with them, questions regarding them, or hell, if you just wanna show off--definitely come and see me.
I look forward to it. [Syndrome smiles and twiddles his fingers in goodbye, as the screen clicks off.]
