25th Inning

[freakinblur]

[Somewhere, in a warehouse uptown, Scout stands in front of a small film crew and a director. He's currently dressed as the impressive, glorious image of a young Soviet soldier who is defeating their capitalist and Nazi enemies and leading the loyal workers to victory.]

Okay, so, I stab this Nazi guy, then kick the American guy in tha face, then I say... what the crap, I can't read this. I don't speak Russian! What's it say? .... "Nothing will stop us! We are Russians, we will overcome!"* ...Are you freakin' serious? Awright, whatevah. Let's just get this over with.


[Later, back at home the efficiency apartment, a phone call!]

This is it? Geez. Well if this only lasts as long as Westport, whatevah, this'll be a breeze. They've made me inta some kinda movie star fer their lousy Commie movies, but it beats the factory 'n' all that. I mean, I guess I am a pretty sweet choice ta be the hero, right? 12 hour workdays kinda blow though. What they stick tha rest 'a you chucklenuts with?




<sub>[[totally taken right from an old Soviet propaganda poster, ftw

And just wait till he realizes his speed is gone. OH HO HO.]]</sub>

Comments

[numanstan.livejournal.com]

Lucky. I wanna be in films! 'stead, I gotta invent borin' ol' cold fusion.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Cold fusion? Damn, pally, good luck with that! Might wanna ask around fer some 'a the more sciencey guys in town fer help on that.

Yeah, I mean, it ain't great, don't get me wrong. Apparently I gotta crank out like 3 'a these things a day! I'm friggin' beat already. An' they're, like, all the same so I don't even know what the point of it is.

[numanstan.livejournal.com]

It's got somethin' to do with ice cubes and brain cells. I don't even know, mate.

Still, easier than goin' to the moon or havin' babies, yeah?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Beats tha hell outta me.

Moon? Babies? Don't tell me that's what other people got? They only got a few days ta do that in, too?

[mokorilove.livejournal.com]

This is all going to drive me crazy! And I thought the 50's clothes were bad...

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Seriously, man, the clothes they gave me don't even fit! The pants musta been made fer a Heavy, I swear ta Christ.

[mokkori-love.livejournal.com]

And all the mokkori ladies!! They're all dressed in that awful fabric--I know this is crazy, but I miss the 50's America clothes!!

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

[At home]

I have to drive tractors.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

The hell? Tractors? You? What were they thinkin'?

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

I don't know.

.....


I don't think I can drive a tractor and they say I have to drive three of them by Friiday

[bawlingforsoup.livejournal.com]

I-I have to m-move b-bricks... B-By Tuesday. N-No wheelbarrow s-since I q-questioned them... A-And as l-long as y-you keep nose out of t-trouble it will be b-breeze. _{Have d-done this before.}

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

You like, Russian 'r somethin'? Damn, Mayfield musta been like a picnic for ya compared ta all this. So this is what it's really like over there? Geez.

[bawlingforsoup.livejournal.com]

Latvian. _{[BITTER. RUSSIAN HOW DARE HE THIS IS AN EIGHTY-ONE HONDA--]} I-Is not Russian--Will n-never be Russian. I-I live with M-Mister Russia b-back home... A-And Mayfield w-was l-little dream.

[glowing-science.livejournal.com]

I didn't realize those kinds of jobs were even available. Don't let the movie star fame go to your head.

I'm an investigator.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Aintcha gonna ask for my autograph?

Investigator? Of what?

[glowing-science.livejournal.com]

Only if you don't end up doing something to ruin your career. It's only worth something as long as you're still popular, you know.

I'm supposed to look into reports of subversive activity. I guess that means I'm like a KGB agent or something.

Phone

[haveaplan.livejournal.com]

"Surgeon". I don't want to know why a Beet Factory would need a bloomin' surgeon.

At least I can honestly tell my parents I'm a doctor now.

Phone

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

You, a surgeon? Ha! Good freakin' luck!

[haveaplan.livejournal.com]

You mean to say you honestly would prefer to be under your Medic's knife?

At least I've got steadier hands.

This New Job Is Perfect For Fran

[relaxiamadoctor.livejournal.com]

I've been tasked with improving every cow in town by Friday~ It's feasible, but I may need to find a lab or get use of one of the wings of the factory for a day. Right now I'm exploring biological and perhaps mechanical solutions~

Scout's definitely could be worse!

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Good luck, pally. Should be easy as I haven't even seen that many cows around.

Yer a sciency type, right? Know anything about cold fusion? My pal Vince needs some help with that.

[relaxiamadoctor.livejournal.com]

Sorry, I'm more in the medical science area~

[rogue-crow.livejournal.com]

Lucky you. I get to find all the yaks that Mayfield doesn't actually have. A very taxing job.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Sounds like you got off easy too!

[rogue-crow.livejournal.com]

Very much so!

A question, however: how long did Westport last? I am not certain I have ever heard, specifically.