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First Vlog | video | daemon: hunterd
[ Wyatt had tried typing on Hunterd's weird light-based keyboard for all of about eight seconds, before he got tired of that and turned the camera on instead. It's late, there's a hole in his side, and he has things he needs to do. He's wearing a hospital gown, and he's clean. He also looks strangely healthy for a patient, a result of his real powers coming back in full force. ]
What is up, my people. I'm Wyatt, and this guy – [ Gesturing at his daemon, and therefore directly at the camera. ] – is Hunterd. Well, I guess you can't see him. Uh…oh, check this out.
[ He snags a handheld mirror from a bedstand nearby, and holds it up in front of Hunterd. It shows a daemon shaped like an enormous black wolf, easily twice the size of a regular wolf. Those of you who knew Wyatt's adoptive dad, Hunter, might think he looks familiar. After a few seconds, Wyatt lifts the mirror away and grins at the camera. ]
He's badass, right?! He's like a robowolf. I mean I guess you all have one of these but damn. Hunterd is a beast.
Anyways, we are brand new to Space Apocalypseland! Welcome to our first vlog. I'm calling this episode: What the fuck was up with New York, man?!
[ He holds up his hands. ]
Now, I know what you're thinking. 'Wyatt, don't be stupid, that was just some crazy dream', right? That's what I thought too, except!
[ He holds up one finger, then steps back, and pulls the gown off over his head. There's a square dressing over his ribs, which Wyatt peels back to reveal an ugly, jagged wound held together with stitches. He points at it. Exhibit A, ladies and gentlemen. ]
Check this out. Do you see the size of this thing? I think it's gonna scar!
[ Which he says like that's great news. He pats the dressing back over it and leans down towards the camera. If he's in pain, he's not showing it. ]
I ain't ever had a dream that did that. But for real, that shit was fucking crazy. How many of you had your powers switched? Cause, check that box for me, but also, they turned me human, and I'm a goddamn werewolf, guys. That's not cool. The hot guy who rescued me, though? He's cool. Man, if you're listening to this, I owe you one. I think you said your name was Jaden? Hold your hand up or something, I would literally be dead if it wasn't for you.
[ That's the most sincere Wyatt has sounded in this whole video, though he's actually been serious about everything. He doesn't put the gown back on, implying that he really does intend to film the rest of this in his underwear. He does move to sit on his hospital bed, though. He might look more energetic than he should, but that wound is still healing. ]
Next on my list: calling home. Does anyone know how we do that, cause Hunterd says he can't, and there's a bunch of people I know who need to get their asses here. It's important, I'm kind of a big deal.
[ Pause. ] I'm just kidding, but I do need to talk to them, so if you got tips, help, advice. Carrier pidgeon? I'll take it. I guess that's all. Come say hi, this place is fucking boring. I'm out!
[ He salutes the camera while it signs out. ]
What is up, my people. I'm Wyatt, and this guy – [ Gesturing at his daemon, and therefore directly at the camera. ] – is Hunterd. Well, I guess you can't see him. Uh…oh, check this out.
[ He snags a handheld mirror from a bedstand nearby, and holds it up in front of Hunterd. It shows a daemon shaped like an enormous black wolf, easily twice the size of a regular wolf. Those of you who knew Wyatt's adoptive dad, Hunter, might think he looks familiar. After a few seconds, Wyatt lifts the mirror away and grins at the camera. ]
He's badass, right?! He's like a robowolf. I mean I guess you all have one of these but damn. Hunterd is a beast.
Anyways, we are brand new to Space Apocalypseland! Welcome to our first vlog. I'm calling this episode: What the fuck was up with New York, man?!
[ He holds up his hands. ]
Now, I know what you're thinking. 'Wyatt, don't be stupid, that was just some crazy dream', right? That's what I thought too, except!
[ He holds up one finger, then steps back, and pulls the gown off over his head. There's a square dressing over his ribs, which Wyatt peels back to reveal an ugly, jagged wound held together with stitches. He points at it. Exhibit A, ladies and gentlemen. ]
Check this out. Do you see the size of this thing? I think it's gonna scar!
[ Which he says like that's great news. He pats the dressing back over it and leans down towards the camera. If he's in pain, he's not showing it. ]
I ain't ever had a dream that did that. But for real, that shit was fucking crazy. How many of you had your powers switched? Cause, check that box for me, but also, they turned me human, and I'm a goddamn werewolf, guys. That's not cool. The hot guy who rescued me, though? He's cool. Man, if you're listening to this, I owe you one. I think you said your name was Jaden? Hold your hand up or something, I would literally be dead if it wasn't for you.
[ That's the most sincere Wyatt has sounded in this whole video, though he's actually been serious about everything. He doesn't put the gown back on, implying that he really does intend to film the rest of this in his underwear. He does move to sit on his hospital bed, though. He might look more energetic than he should, but that wound is still healing. ]
Next on my list: calling home. Does anyone know how we do that, cause Hunterd says he can't, and there's a bunch of people I know who need to get their asses here. It's important, I'm kind of a big deal.
[ Pause. ] I'm just kidding, but I do need to talk to them, so if you got tips, help, advice. Carrier pidgeon? I'll take it. I guess that's all. Come say hi, this place is fucking boring. I'm out!
[ He salutes the camera while it signs out. ]

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[ Lies. But he can't explain why he saved Wyatt in particular. ]
thanks
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yeah you didn't though
you did it for me
so thank you.
you're a good guy.
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you don't know me
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that's exactly it
you got me
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dude you know i like other werewolves, right?
i'm not like
i don't avoid them.
on purpose anyway
i'm not here to like mess you up or whatever
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i avoid other werewolves
back home it's the only way to survive if you're like me
and i'm fine with it
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no matter what it's like were you're from
so it wouldn't be a survival thing
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but if that's too long to wait i guess you could ask shane and rafa
they're here. they're from my world, and they ain't werewolves
but they know me. they sure as hell know i wouldn't hurt another wolf
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he's talked to me before
vampires and wolves get along where you're from, then
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i don't think like, ALL wolves and vamps
there's a vampire kingdom. it's powerful, and rich, and they're the ones that outed vamps to our world. rafa's one of the kings
he made friends with a lone wolf like, centuries ago, and made her the first hybrid, and now the hybrid pack is part of the kingdom. now it's my pack
i'm not a hybrid though. i mean, you probably knew that already.
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vamps control the underworld where i'm from. werewolves are... not as powerful, and vampires tend to use them. i've learned i'm not one to rock the boat.
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what do they use you for?