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goneawayworld2020-06-21 07:16 pm
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Mission Log 001
Who: Buzz Lightyear and Brainiac 5
What: The World's Greatest Superhero, now the World's Greatest New Hire, is getting an upgrade.
Where: the Lab
When: Immediately after Buzz's New Hire interview, where his memory was forcibly erased and his delusion of being a real space ranger was locked in by Jorgmund.
Warnings/Notes: Forced memory loss, manipulation and gaslighting.
The fact that this universe is populated exclusively by giants and that his flight capabilities are currently disabled is nothing that Buzz Lightyear, Space Ranger(tm) is allowing to slow him down. They weed out the easily frustrated early in the academy. The giants of Jorgmund don't offer to carry him, and he doesn't ask, jogging along between his orientation team on the way to the labs. They also weed out those with poor constitutions early in the academy, and he arrives not winded at all.
"If anyone can figure your -" a snicker "jetpack's problems out, it's the green meanie here," one of the interviewers who discovered the toy's play-demo switch says, stopping by Brainiac 5's table.
Buzz notes the tone, and misunderstanding the snicker, frowns. This world's courtesy is obviously strained by their imminent crisis, but being rude to each other isn't going to hold their potential apocalypse off any longer than it already is. The interviewer reaches down to offer him a hand up, but Buzz ignores the hand, backing up to do a running jump against the wall, using the leverage to grab the diagonal bar that braces the leg of the table. He climbs, pulling himself hand over hand up the inclined bar, grabs the lip of the table and pulls himself up and on.
"Just because we're facing the end of the world is no reason to forego courtesy," he admonishes the interviewer, whose authority he's not sure of, and who he'd address the correction to anyway if he were yet advised on the ship's chain of command. Turning to the green-skinned lab tech, he salutes crisply. "Space Ranger Lightyear, reporting for repairs. It seems my jetpack, laser, and air monitors were disabled during entry into your atmosphere."
The interviewers barely manage to hold back their mocking laughter behind the action figure, who clearly has never actually had a real jetpack attached to his plastic form in his plastic life.
"You heard the Space Ranger," the second interviewer directs Brainy. "Make that laser happen."
The other interviewer fingerguns at Brainy, whispering "pew pew pew" under his breath.
What: The World's Greatest Superhero, now the World's Greatest New Hire, is getting an upgrade.
Where: the Lab
When: Immediately after Buzz's New Hire interview, where his memory was forcibly erased and his delusion of being a real space ranger was locked in by Jorgmund.
Warnings/Notes: Forced memory loss, manipulation and gaslighting.
The fact that this universe is populated exclusively by giants and that his flight capabilities are currently disabled is nothing that Buzz Lightyear, Space Ranger(tm) is allowing to slow him down. They weed out the easily frustrated early in the academy. The giants of Jorgmund don't offer to carry him, and he doesn't ask, jogging along between his orientation team on the way to the labs. They also weed out those with poor constitutions early in the academy, and he arrives not winded at all.
"If anyone can figure your -" a snicker "jetpack's problems out, it's the green meanie here," one of the interviewers who discovered the toy's play-demo switch says, stopping by Brainiac 5's table.
Buzz notes the tone, and misunderstanding the snicker, frowns. This world's courtesy is obviously strained by their imminent crisis, but being rude to each other isn't going to hold their potential apocalypse off any longer than it already is. The interviewer reaches down to offer him a hand up, but Buzz ignores the hand, backing up to do a running jump against the wall, using the leverage to grab the diagonal bar that braces the leg of the table. He climbs, pulling himself hand over hand up the inclined bar, grabs the lip of the table and pulls himself up and on.
"Just because we're facing the end of the world is no reason to forego courtesy," he admonishes the interviewer, whose authority he's not sure of, and who he'd address the correction to anyway if he were yet advised on the ship's chain of command. Turning to the green-skinned lab tech, he salutes crisply. "Space Ranger Lightyear, reporting for repairs. It seems my jetpack, laser, and air monitors were disabled during entry into your atmosphere."
The interviewers barely manage to hold back their mocking laughter behind the action figure, who clearly has never actually had a real jetpack attached to his plastic form in his plastic life.
"You heard the Space Ranger," the second interviewer directs Brainy. "Make that laser happen."
The other interviewer fingerguns at Brainy, whispering "pew pew pew" under his breath.
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It's the whimsy, you see. If a living toy didn't have AI, what other nonsense would give it life?
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What else can he say? "I never asked." Pause. "Not that I've ever spoken to anyone who could answer any of those kinds of questions."
As always, there's something more important to him right now.
"I have to find my friend. He can't be reset like I could, but who knows how they're torturing him right now?"
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Brainy stands anyway.
"I can help you search for him. I have the areas that are open to us mentally mapped. That way you can search efficiently. I can explain our situation as we search."
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Frankly, Buzz has fought Woody before. They only thing he really has going for him is a high pain tolerance.
Buzz is already on his feet, eager to go, but immediately remembers that its ... not going to convenient to keep up with someone Brainy's size.
Unless.
"Can you . . . Tell me how to use the jetpack first?"
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"The green button activates it. Sensors in your hands and forearms control direction and speed."
He takes several minutes to show him how the new equipment works.
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But eventually, he does, and already this whole day has contained far too many emotions for his tiny plastic body to handle. Flying - actually flying, successfully, sustained, under his own power, makes him cry.
Not literal tears, but the emotion is so overwhelming that he has to take a few moments out, landing on the ground with a clatter as the jetpack flames give out.
"I'll be fine. I'll be fine," he insists, wiping nonexistent tears out of his eyes. "It's been a big day."
He really needs to find his buddy .... but hes also got to address something else. When Buzz has his composure under control again, he looks at Brainy seriously.
"I know I must have said some stupid things while I was out of it, but I know I'm not a superhero. Having a laser that actually works hasn't changed that."
He knows who he is. And it isn't who he thought, so vividly, that he was.
He's always going to have to deal with that hurting, to one degree or another.
"But I'm not going to forget this. And since you are a superhero -"
Hey, he said so, and Buzz doesn't even know this being's name yet, but he already trusts and respects him more than just about any being he has had the honor to meet.
"- I know you're going to tell me you didn't help me so I'd owe you. And if I did, I probably never would be able to pay all this back. But I'd be honored if I ever got the chance to be of any service to you one day. Sir."
He salutes Brainy, for the third time that day. But this time it's slower, more meaningful, fully sincere as a gesture of deference and respect.
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Brainy doesn't want to even imagine what it would feel like if he were to find out his being a Legionnaire was a delusion.
Brainy reaches out a hand and gently pushes Buzz's hand back down again with a finger, not wanting him to feel he needs to salute.
"You may not currently be a superhero, but our circumstances are dire. Our fellow New Hires need our help and there are people in this world who have faced the apocalypse and deserve aid against the hardships facing them."
He tilts his head.
"I see it an investment. You can thank me by helping others with it as best as you can." He adds, "A large stature is not a pre-requisite for being a superhero, after all. The reason I can make tech in miniature is because a teammate of mine is from a species with the ability to shrink. She's done more acts of heroism while six inches tall than many will do in a lifetime."
Brainy stands up.
"Now, let's find your friend. He's likely concerned about you as well, and this place can be intimidating when you're alone."
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Nothing was more unexpected when he began this day, but nothing could have lifted his spirits more.
It's a secret mission, in uncharted space!
It started poorly but he must - and he will rise to the occasion.
"You're right. He must be going out of his mind with worry."
That's not an insult. Buzz just knows Woody and his brand of muppet flailing to know it's probably true. With his newfound handle on his newfound ability to fly, Buzz lifts off and hovers only slightly unsteadily at Brainy's eye level.
"By the way, what's your moniker? Your superhero name."
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He smiles to make it very clear that Buzz can county himself as one.