1st bullet: [ visual ] yeah, i like horses but...

[gunsnponies]

[ Butch knows how to write, well, normally, at least. He doesn't really know how to write with hooves, even if he's spent his whole life more or less surrounded by horses. And he doesn't know or notice that he turns of the video feed is purely accidential. ]

Damnit, shit, that being a horse'd be this tricky---fuck! What am I supposed to do with this crap anyways? Like a one-line diary or something?

[ And then he notices that there's weird stuff happening with the scroll. ]

Woah, whatthe--!? Moving picture. Why is there a picture anyways? Why's it moving---how's it moving? Shit.

[ He tries to get to his guns but with not being used to this anatomy, he simply topples over ungracefully, and lets out a long string of rough curses. ]

This is not what I had intended to do today, goddamnit!

Comments

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[millionbitpipes]

Oh, yeah? That doesn't happen too often. It ain't a real common name anymore.

[visual]

[gunsnponies]

It ain't? [ Really? ] Right, you're from the future. [ Names came and went, he guessed. ]

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[millionbitpipes]

Yeah, a lotta things'll change in that kinda time...

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[gunsnponies]

Sure seems like it. What sorta things have happened in those hundred years?

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[millionbitpipes]

Geez, where the hay do I start...well, we've sent guys into space?

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[gunsnponies]

That's ridiculous, how'd that even work? You're tryin' ta pull my leg, ain't ya? It sounds way too far-fetched.

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[millionbitpipes]

Hay, I've been up there a couple times. Not many folks get to do that without the government bein' involved, but... [He shrugs.] It ain't all that bad.

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[gunsnponies]

>i>Seriously? But how'd that work? I mean, it's so damn far away, right? And--the government? [ Sorry, not too fond of people of position, on the right side of the law. Or even if they were corrupt people of power, he didn't like those much either. ]

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[millionbitpipes]

[Don't worry, he isn't either.]

Yeah, takes a hell of a lot of money to make the rockets and stuff to get up there, so pretty much all of it's bankrolled by the feds. I just happened to know a guy.

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[gunsnponies]

Then why do they even make'm? And what gives the tops rights? Just because they're up in the top? ...wait, they get the money outta the banks for it or how do they get the money? They don't pay for it themselves, right? It wouldn't be like those powerful people.

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[millionbitpipes]

Pretty sure it's taxpayer money. [Said with the nonchalance of a man who rarely if ever actually pays them.]

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[gunsnponies]

I thought they removed income tax 1872. [ Not that he paid them either. Besides, income tax had been introduced only four years before he was born, and it wasn't like he knew much, since it was removed again after only ten years. ]

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[millionbitpipes]

Did they? [Tax history is not his strong suit.] Well, they put it back sometime, they've had it my whole life.

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[gunsnponies]

At least from what I've been told. I was only a kid myself back then. They never had it during my life, unless they reintroduced it after I left the States.