Language LOL: Translator Malfunction

[rumham]

You know what's cool? Chatting with your pals. Reading the Internet. Navigating the roads because you can understand the Gods-damned street signs. You know what's not cool? Not being able to do any of that. By that metric, one might describe today in the Nexus decidedly uncool.

It's utterly without warning that the multiversal hub goes from automatic to manual translation. Shop signs, radio and television broadcasts, conversations on the streets between vendors and friends and businesspeople are suddenly a jarring cacophony of dissonant languages. Then there's the silence. Then there's the shouting. Turns out people get pissed off when nobody understands them!

Momentary chaos dies down as the average people of the Nexus come to grips with their new situation. Shopkeepers wait outside their stores and stands with expectant expressions, impatiently waiting for the translator to pull itself together and start working again.

Except...

It sort of doesn't.

No, it super doesn't.

Citizens of the Nexus, it would appear you're going to have to adjust...

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[red_room]

"Sar-Lord." Natasha is very good at hiding her expressions behind a neutral mask but if Peter happens to have experience with ass kicking women who don't like to let their true emotions show he might pick up on the barest hints of amusement when she says the title.

At least she's using it as she shakes his hand. Her free hand points to her own chest.

"Natasha Romanov." With introductions out of the way, she gives him a curious glance. "Are you from Earth? Terra? I speak a dozen plus languages from there if English is no good."

[zunesareawesome]

And he most certainly does. There's a slight sigh, but he's used to it.

"Terra, yes!" He's stoked she used that term, maybe she's been in contact with normal Galactic civilization? He's assuming this is an alien world, anyway. "No, just English. Bad English, grew up in space. Forgot..."

[red_room]

Define 'normal galactic civilization' in a place like the Nexus. It's a term that's been tossed around enough by enough different folks that she's picked up on it in her time spent operating in this world between worlds.

"Space still uses walkmans?" She gives a curious glance to the portable cassette player Peter is carrying with him. It's not the sort of tech she'd expect from a space faring human calling himself Star-Lord.

[zunesareawesome]

"Yes." They most certainly do. Or at least he most certainly does, and he lives in space, so...

"Came from earth." As if that would explain it. "Earth music better."

[red_room]

"You should head back to Earth sometime then. You'll love at the music they've come up with since the walkman. And how to store it. Thousand songs on one device? Easy."

She hasn't hear too much from anything not of Earth save for a few slurred Asguardian drinking songs. From that meager sampling though she can definitely attest that most Earth music is better.

"Or are you not allowed back on Earth. Is that it, Star-Lord?"

[zunesareawesome]

He can't articulate what he wants to say, but his eyes widen at the thought of a thousand. Oh my God!

"Yeah! No. Yeah, music! No, didn't want...didn't want back to earth."

His voice gets tight, but he tries to play it casual.

[red_room]

Ah. There must be a reason he's avoided going back to Earth after so long. Natasha backs off the subject and files it away for later investigation perhaps. For now she shrugs and pulls out her Starkphone and opens up one of the online radio apps she has.

"Name an Earth artist you like. I'll show you something neat."

[zunesareawesome]

Peter stares, wondering if that was one of these devices. Yeah, he's seen some serious tech out in space, but earth music is something special, something different. Space didn't have anything like earth music.

"Uh...David Bowie." At least he could pronounce the artists he liked, never forgot them.

[red_room]

"Right. David Bowie."

She turns the screen of her phone so he can see her scrolling through allllll the radio stations he's a focal seed musician for before selecting a station entirely designed around him and letting her phone strum out the opening chords to 'Space Oddity' for Peter to hear.

"David Bowie has his own radio station. Several."

[zunesareawesome]

Peter's expression goes from suspicion, to cautious surprise, to outright shock. But it's a happy shock.

"No WAY."

He hasn't heard Space Oddity in ages, and he just stares at the phone like it's magic.

"...dude. Awwwwwwwesome."