[the view, which seems to be of patch of grass, is jostling around, tapping as well as a muffled curse] ...probably Stark technology. Oh, is it working?
This light means somethings recording, right? [the view is adjusted around quickly, Steve coming into view, though half obscured with a thumb on the camera, the sky in the background] Isn't there supposed to be someone who explains these gadgets? That lady didn't say much of anything. [Steve seems to not be looking at the camera at all, as if unaware of it at the moment]
Wait, Stark's name isn't on it, obviously can't be his then, he'd never miss the chance to plaster his name everywhere. [he laughs as he finally seems to look at the camera] Oh, is that the lens? Is it live?
Okay, so did I wake up a new century again? This is definitely different. I don't know if people can see this, but anyone have any information they can give me, because I'm definitely not in Kansas anymore.
Third Person Sample:
He realizes now that he really isn't in Kansas anymore. Or anywhere he's even remotely familiar with. He's not even sure if he can explain this place away by saying he slept through a few centuries (if he could survive that in the first place is questionable). That was a shocker enough on its own, but now this so soon after? Yeah, he's more than a little confused and frustrated by the sudden change.
Yet, this place doesn't seem too bad.
No, it's nice, a little more down to earth like home was before he slept away 70 years. Not exactly, but still nothing like that technology drowned era he woke up in. It's beautiful really. He wants to draw it, maybe even paint it, because the color here is refreshing, the air soothing. The music weird, but he'll ignore that. Maybe he woke up in one of those other worlds that Thor's file had mentioned.
He'll make due til he understands where he is and what this is. Really, the animals here are bizarre. He's pretty sure someone referred to them as Pokemon, which sounds foreign enough to just accept and move on. He's not one to argue linguistics.
The device he messed around with a moment ago beeped at him, drawing him from his musings of this world and how to paint his surroundings. He opened the gadget, it then spoke, much like that JARVIS Stark had, but more mechanical. The screen showed a strange bird, and when Steve looked over, he saw it perched in a tree, the device naming and listing some fact about it. Steve looked back down at the device, reading what the screen listed. It was by far already far more useful than anything Stark has given him.
That was already a step in the right direction in Steve's book.
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First Person Sample:
[the view, which seems to be of patch of grass, is jostling around, tapping as well as a muffled curse] ...probably Stark technology. Oh, is it working?
This light means somethings recording, right? [the view is adjusted around quickly, Steve coming into view, though half obscured with a thumb on the camera, the sky in the background] Isn't there supposed to be someone who explains these gadgets? That lady didn't say much of anything. [Steve seems to not be looking at the camera at all, as if unaware of it at the moment]
Wait, Stark's name isn't on it, obviously can't be his then, he'd never miss the chance to plaster his name everywhere. [he laughs as he finally seems to look at the camera] Oh, is that the lens? Is it live?
Okay, so did I wake up a new century again? This is definitely different. I don't know if people can see this, but anyone have any information they can give me, because I'm definitely not in Kansas anymore.
Third Person Sample:
He realizes now that he really isn't in Kansas anymore. Or anywhere he's even remotely familiar with. He's not even sure if he can explain this place away by saying he slept through a few centuries (if he could survive that in the first place is questionable). That was a shocker enough on its own, but now this so soon after? Yeah, he's more than a little confused and frustrated by the sudden change.
Yet, this place doesn't seem too bad.
No, it's nice, a little more down to earth like home was before he slept away 70 years. Not exactly, but still nothing like that technology drowned era he woke up in. It's beautiful really. He wants to draw it, maybe even paint it, because the color here is refreshing, the air soothing. The music weird, but he'll ignore that. Maybe he woke up in one of those other worlds that Thor's file had mentioned.
He'll make due til he understands where he is and what this is. Really, the animals here are bizarre. He's pretty sure someone referred to them as Pokemon, which sounds foreign enough to just accept and move on. He's not one to argue linguistics.
The device he messed around with a moment ago beeped at him, drawing him from his musings of this world and how to paint his surroundings. He opened the gadget, it then spoke, much like that JARVIS Stark had, but more mechanical. The screen showed a strange bird, and when Steve looked over, he saw it perched in a tree, the device naming and listing some fact about it. Steve looked back down at the device, reading what the screen listed. It was by far already far more useful than anything Stark has given him.
That was already a step in the right direction in Steve's book.