Samples First Person Sample: [It's a confused jumble of images when the video feed first turns on. The camera gets jostled every which way, like the person holding it isn't used to managing a phone with just her hands. A set of pale fingers cover the screen for a moment as well, before she picks out what she's doing and pries them away.]
"Is this...Okay, hello, Megan! Now I think this is how it works-"
[A second after saying that, a face finally comes into view. A now Caucasian and very normal Earth-girl M'gann looks at her new almost-like-Earth phone, trying to keep her face fixed in something curious and friendly...But there's plenty of other emotions flickering up in the corners of her eyes and mouth. Mainly confusion, uncertainty...And maybe even a little panic, from how tightly she's still clutching the device.]
"Good, I finally got this working! Um...Hello, whoever is getting this? My name is Megan." [Might as well go with an Earth name for now.] "And I'm afraid I'm a little disoriented. But first I wanted to ask if someone happened to lose a...Well, a kind of intimidating looking horse? That's..."
[She really can't believe what she's about to say next, but a look over her shoulder reminds M'gann that her eyes aren't playing tricks on her.]
"...On fire? There's one that's wandering around, and keeps following me. If you need help finding it, I'd be glad to give a hand since it isn't wandering away from me."
[And sure enough, peeking out from behind M'gann there's a horse with a nice, bright mane of fire with its eyes fixed on her. And which M'gann keeps trying to shy away from, not noticing that there's an oddly worried look in those big eyes.]
"So, um...A little help that I could give or receive would be much appreciated?"
Third Person Sample: All things considered (and especially remembering bouts of amnesia in the desert, getting knocked out by super villains, being encased in fire, and training simulations gone wrong) this actually wasn't the worst thing to wake up to. M'gann told herself that, though it didn't do a lot to manage the confusion and panic jolting through her; she still had to deal with getting caught up in a whirlwind of well wishes, backpacks, and a boxed lunch shoved into her hands before getting shoo'd out the door. By the time she really got her mental feet under her, the door had shut behind her.
...And that led to the second jolt of panic, when M'gann tried to center her thoughts and stretch them out. Because after her first whisper of 'hello, team?' M'gann found herself facing resounding, deafening silence in her own head. She couldn't pick up any thoughts outside of her own; no overheard whispers of thoughts from anyone close by, or loud shouts from her teammates. It was like having a part of her hearing switched off, an eye covered up, and the sudden isolation pushed her pulse up to pounding-
Until she picked out the presence of something very, very faint from nearby. It was just a bare trace of psychic signature, poking at her head...And when M'gann focused on it, picked out that it was coming from a round object at her hip. Her own memories of overhearing round, spherical, and ultimately friendly things put her hands on auto-pilot, and M'gann couldn't get her hands working fast enough as she fumbled with the object. It was more on accident that her fingers tripped on the opening mechanism then anything else.
...And that was when M'gann got the third and final thing to panic over, once she caught sight of something very clearly on fire. And found herself trying to put as much distance between herself and the fire-pony-thing as possible.
M'gann M'orzz 2/2
First Person Sample:
[It's a confused jumble of images when the video feed first turns on. The camera gets jostled every which way, like the person holding it isn't used to managing a phone with just her hands. A set of pale fingers cover the screen for a moment as well, before she picks out what she's doing and pries them away.]
"Is this...Okay, hello, Megan! Now I think this is how it works-"
[A second after saying that, a face finally comes into view. A now Caucasian and very normal Earth-girl M'gann looks at her new almost-like-Earth phone, trying to keep her face fixed in something curious and friendly...But there's plenty of other emotions flickering up in the corners of her eyes and mouth. Mainly confusion, uncertainty...And maybe even a little panic, from how tightly she's still clutching the device.]
"Good, I finally got this working! Um...Hello, whoever is getting this? My name is Megan." [Might as well go with an Earth name for now.] "And I'm afraid I'm a little disoriented. But first I wanted to ask if someone happened to lose a...Well, a kind of intimidating looking horse? That's..."
[She really can't believe what she's about to say next, but a look over her shoulder reminds M'gann that her eyes aren't playing tricks on her.]
"...On fire? There's one that's wandering around, and keeps following me. If you need help finding it, I'd be glad to give a hand since it isn't wandering away from me."
[And sure enough, peeking out from behind M'gann there's a horse with a nice, bright mane of fire with its eyes fixed on her. And which M'gann keeps trying to shy away from, not noticing that there's an oddly worried look in those big eyes.]
"So, um...A little help that I could give or receive would be much appreciated?"
Third Person Sample:
All things considered (and especially remembering bouts of amnesia in the desert, getting knocked out by super villains, being encased in fire, and training simulations gone wrong) this actually wasn't the worst thing to wake up to. M'gann told herself that, though it didn't do a lot to manage the confusion and panic jolting through her; she still had to deal with getting caught up in a whirlwind of well wishes, backpacks, and a boxed lunch shoved into her hands before getting shoo'd out the door. By the time she really got her mental feet under her, the door had shut behind her.
...And that led to the second jolt of panic, when M'gann tried to center her thoughts and stretch them out. Because after her first whisper of 'hello, team?' M'gann found herself facing resounding, deafening silence in her own head. She couldn't pick up any thoughts outside of her own; no overheard whispers of thoughts from anyone close by, or loud shouts from her teammates. It was like having a part of her hearing switched off, an eye covered up, and the sudden isolation pushed her pulse up to pounding-
Until she picked out the presence of something very, very faint from nearby. It was just a bare trace of psychic signature, poking at her head...And when M'gann focused on it, picked out that it was coming from a round object at her hip. Her own memories of overhearing round, spherical, and ultimately friendly things put her hands on auto-pilot, and M'gann couldn't get her hands working fast enough as she fumbled with the object. It was more on accident that her fingers tripped on the opening mechanism then anything else.
...And that was when M'gann got the third and final thing to panic over, once she caught sight of something very clearly on fire. And found herself trying to put as much distance between herself and the fire-pony-thing as possible.