On the creation of his journal. (Voicetest)

[thenewhotness]

You can not be serious.

Alright. So, just because you're bored and can't sleep one night, you think you gonna stick me in your head and mess with me for your freaky-ass entertainment and all that?

I don't need this, man, I got a world to save and a beat up old man to babysit. Why don't you go play with your Jedi or something and let me get back to work?

... Yeah, somehow I didn't think it was gonna be that easy.

Come on, man, you could at least give me back my damn neuralyzer and come up with some decent icons for me. This is just embarrassing.

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[thenewhotness]

So far, you don't strike me as real trustworthy. No offense.

[maldoran]

Ah. But your government trusts me. Some of them. A-and most of the military! Well, those who even know I exist...

[thenewhotness]

You're not exactly helping your case, here.

[maldoran]

I'm fairly confident that I have no case which requires helping.

[ ... ] Pray tell, what's your security clearance?

[thenewhotness]

Depends. With the government, I have no security clearance. With my employers... I got a little more pull.

[maldoran]

And now we come full circle. Who do you work for?

[thenewhotness]

Pretty sure you never told me what you were hiding earlier, so you go first.

[maldoran]

Fine. But only because I highly doubt protocol applies in this strange...location. [ and so, smugly, as if she's PREPARED FOR HIS SURPRISE AND AWE: ] I'm a space traveller. I travel space. You may, in fact, wish to think of me as something of an alien. Although, I assure you that I am quite identitcal to the Taur'i, biologically speaking.

Well. [ sheepish. there is the pesky fact that she had a goa'uld in her head once... ] Almost identical.

[thenewhotness]

See, was that so hard?

[He seems suitably lacking in surprise and awe.]

I'm an agent of an organization that monitors and controls extraterrestrial activity on Earth.

[maldoran]

...I don't ever recall seeing you at the SGC. [ but maybe: ] Ah. I get it. IOA.

[thenewhotness]

MIB, actually. If you haven't heard of me, it means we're doing our job right.

[maldoran]

[ she's growing wary. and when vala mal doran grows wearing, she grows all the more cheeky. ]

But I do take it you've heard of us? Stargate Command? While your MIB is apparently looking after the Earth, we have our eyes on the entire Milky Way. And a decent portion of the Pegasus galaxy.

[thenewhotness]

Stargate?

Oh, I get it, you think I'm joking, don't you?

[maldoran]

[ she changes tack: ] Do you have a name, Mister MIB?

[thenewhotness]

You can call me J.

Seriously, you know there's no such thing as Stargates, right? They're from a movie.

[maldoran]

You must be speaking of Wormhole X-treme. Yes. That was a brilliant ploy on the part of the air force, allowing it to air for the sake of plausible deniability.

Well, J. I think you're simply sour that you've just met one alien whose activity on Earth you've been failing to monitor.

[thenewhotness]

We haven't been failing to monitor anything. If we had, the world would have been blown up by now.

And the movie was just called 'Stargate.'

[... He's still rocking the pokerface, but it's possible he's getting a little weirded out right now.]

[maldoran]

And if not for the SGC, the world would be on its knees before its Goa'uld overlord. Or lords. It's hard to tell, these days.

Don't even get me started on the Ori.

[thenewhotness]

Any activity on that level would have come through us, or we would at least know about it.

We have access to the entire communications grid and we're authorized to act as official representatives of Earth in all intergalactic affairs.

[DOES. NOT. COMPUTE.]

[maldoran]

...There's only one sensible solution to our disagreement, J.

[thenewhotness]

... You're crazy?

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[maldoran]

What? Me? I...

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[maldoran]

I am most certainly not. Perhaps Daniel does care to throw around the insanity accusation now and then, but I know he means it with the deepest of affections...

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[maldoran]

Clearly, you're from some sort of very incorrect, alternate Earth where this MIB association was set up instead of the supremely more efficient SGC. You poor buggers.

[thenewhotness]

More efficient? You just listed two alien races that were giving you a hard time. Like I said, for us, two hostile races is a light workload for one week.

So obviously y'all are the inefficient ones. Y'know, assuming you ain't just out of your damn mind.