If I may, I have several suggestions for names, mostly of notable ornithologists. For example, John James Audubon, Charles Darwin, James Bond...the possibilities stretch on.
[Venkman nods his head at the Fletchling behind him, which chirps a greeting. Garfield wriggles in his arms again and clambers up on Venkman's shoulders to get a better look at the bird, meowing at its fellow [future] fire-type.]
... Alright, I'll bite. How the hell is James Bond a famous ornithologist?
[Egon blinks. Apparently, he forgot that James Bond is also a fictional character.]
James Bond is an expert in Caribbean-dwelling birds and wrote a definitive book on the subject, Birds of the West Indies. He is arguably the most famous ornithologist of our generation.
[A pause.] Ah, and Ian Flemming re-purposed his name as the titular character of his spy novels.
Ughhhhhh. Fine. At least it's better than Garfield.
[He's also a little disappointed that out of these two dumb names, the one Egon had to associate with him was Garfield, not Bond. Come on. He's suave, right? He could be James Bond, right???
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The newly-christened Bond flutters over and lands on Venkman's head, staring down at the baby Garfield. Garfield bats at her with claws sheathed, which she dodges with an offended chirrup.]
Perhaps it would be better for the cat and the bird to be separated. We don't know what kind of inter-species diseases may be transferred between them. [A pause.] Unless that isn't a concern in this universe because of the fact that radically biologically different creatures can breed safely, which means that....
[He trails off, muttering to himself. Egon's Zubat, having dozed off in the middle of drinking his can of sparkling grape juice, wakes up upon hearing the chirp and burps. It then flies blindly towards the source of the noise and smacks right into Ray's head. Faraday lets out a loud, startled shriek. Egon winces, but barely looks towards the Pokémon.]
[Venkman's just. Watching this happen with an increasingly confused expression.]
I mean, I guess we were told these things like to fight, right? Mine've tried to fight some of the wild Pokemon we've found; Roach runs away if he takes a hit, though. "Bond" seems to like beating stuff up.
... That doesn't mean you get to beat up the newborn.
[He addresses the last comment to Bond, gently shooing her away with his hand when she tries to peck Garfield.]
I have. No clue on what zoonotic disease stuff there might be in this universe. Hopefully the fact that these guys all like fighting each other means there's not a lot to worry about? I dunno. That's more your area.
[All areas of science that he can't bullshit are more Egon's "area" than Venkman's, as far as he's concerned.]
Faraday seems perfectly able to fend for herself, though she doesn't go out of her way to fight. Unless she wants to. I think.
[He casts a glance towards Faraday, who's hovering around Ray in a worried manner as she tries to pry Doppler off of his face.]
I'll make a mental note to look into this later, on top of everything else I've decided to look into. It's almost like learning an entirely new field from scratch.
[It's like being in undergrad again, only more fun, because he's got ghosts and his partners.]
[It's fine Faraday and Jackie are teaming up to get Doppler off (well, Jackie is mostly trying to bite his wings...)
Ray is still on the ground as he speaks Egon's mind.]
It's like back in college! Although we didn't see a whole lot of visual ghost activity until that one time at the library! Uh, you remember that, right Egie?
Yep, Pokemon studies. ... Actually, do we know what curriculum they have at the schools here? That'd probably be a good place to start. For you.
[Wait till they find out there's no real proper education system in place in this universe]
I hope he does. I'm still not over you yelling "GET HER" and trying to grab the ghost like that'd actually do anything. Thank god they kept that in the movie.
I will look into the education system here, though I believe I could achieve much more outside of such rigid confines.
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Jackie and Faraday eventually succeed in prying Doppler off of Ray's face--luckily, he hadn't bit him in his panic. He sulks a little bit before flopping back to Egon's bag for shelter. And to dig through his snacks.]
Of course I remember it--it was the first time any of us had witnessed definitive paranormal activity-- [A pause as Venkman's words finally work through his impossibly tangled brain.] Movie? What movie?
[Venkman waves Bond off his head and wanders off screen while talking.]
Huh. Cool difference between universes, I guess. We got a movie, you got to live a life without Slimer in the firehouse. Kinda wish I'd gotten yours.
[He comes back into frame with a bottle of beer, which he raises in acknowledgement before taking a sip. Garfield, still in his arms, swats at the bottle. He glares at it.]
Hey. You're like, half an hour old, you're not allowed to drink.
But yeah. The movies were... well, they kinda got some stuff right. They got the basics- [He counts off on his fingers.] library ghost, kicked out of Columbia, moving into the firehouse, Dana, Slimer at the hotel, hiring Winston, dickless, Dana getting possessed, Gozer, and Mr. Stay Puft.
[Ray slinks down slightly and takes a sip of his beer.]
A few people did that. And I had to hide in the firehouse for practically a week from the paparazzi. But soon after that the Stay Puft marshmallow company contacted me! Apparently they’re cool with the... whole thing with Gozer, and wanted to do an ad campaign about it.
Of course your Venkman did- any version of Dr. Venkman worth his PhDs knows to make a profit. At least, I'd hope.
The people who made the movie did some merchandising, and that and the Stay Puft deal drummed up enough good publicity that we didn't get completely bankrupted. Uh, yet. And usually we're still pretty busy- sometimes ol' Dickless and his buddies raise hell and get negative opinion pieces in the news again, and business dries up for a bit.
But a few public Class 5's usually remind everyone we're a good service to keep around.
We never got any Stay Puft deal. Perhaps this is another difference between your world and my world, and an important one, at that. In my dimension, we were completely bankrupt for a few years. Of course, Venkman did his best to keep business churning, but under the scrutiny of the public eye and the pressures of such an intense capitalistic society, it was ultimately decided that we best close up shop. [He smirks slightly.] Though it wasn't a complete loss of time--I gained several invaluable experiences through my psychoanalytic research at Columbia.
[He pauses as he reaches for his bag for some snacks. Doppler skitters out of the way, vocalizing angrily. Egon ignores him.]
I'm curious to hear of any other specters you've encountered in your line of work--after all, it seems as though you have had more time to actually do some ghostbusting.
Aww dang, if only we had cable from our dimension here, I think they still play them on TV where we're from!
[They were cheesy and great, Egon!!!]
Well we already told you about Slimer if you wanna know more about him. Then there was that one ghost that fed on electricity... as it turns out Walt Fleischman didn't actually die mysteriously, he just brought his cartoons to life and one of them kidnapped him... we went into and ended up destroying the New Jersey Parallelogram... we met the Boogieman once...
Oh right, you probably already know about the Boogieman, Egon.
[Who. Who the fuck is Walt Fleischman???? Egon blinks, turning to stare at Ray. It takes about a full thirty seconds for him to continue what he was saying.]
The Boogieman? I didn't know there was a singular entity that responded to that name.
We also found out that all of Manhattan is held up by a spinny-thing thats lubricated by some orange slime, a ghost pirate ship tried to rob a museum, trolls took over the Queensboro bridge, we became crime fighting vigilantes a couple times-
Oh, hey, there's a difference. Our Egon heard the name "Boogieman" and flipped out. But yeah, we took care of him- blew up his whole dimension so he'd stop scaring kids- and Egon. Uh, other Egon.
Yeah, our Egon was pretty upset when we had to destroy it too. He really wanted to study it-
Hey wait a minute!
Our Egon got interested in the study of ghosts because the Boogieman terrorized him as a kid. If you don’t recognize him at all, how did you get into ghosts?
So the Pillar of New York exists in your world? Fascinating. Did the slime have any psychokinetic properties, or were you able to get a reading on it?
[Egon opens his mouth to speak and then closes it again. He scratches the back of his head, pulling a Twinkay from his bag and unwrapping it.]
I conducted extensive research when I was younger, and I logically concluded that spirits and other supernatural phenomena existed. [...] I also wanted to be able to harness the psychokinetic energy for my own purposes--such untapped energy could be highly beneficial to the furthering of human technology, if it was able to be stabilized.
Ehhh, that's not really a question I can answer. That was a while ago- plus, our Egon's the one who took the actual readings. And Ray's the one who went down in the sewers alone to find the source of the slime.
[Pointed look at Ray on the screen. He takes another swig from the bottle.]
Huh. So basically: our Egon had a tragic backstory, but you just wanted to make ghost bombs.
[Venkman's been around Egon enough to know what "harnessing x for my own purposes" means.]
Hey I didn’t do it just for fun! Those earthquakes could have killed us all! I wasn’t going to sit around and wait for someone to pay us to do what’s right.
[Also because he’s five and wanted to see what was happening.
Ray takes another sip of his beer before he perks up.]
I think it’s really neat! This is practically proof that fate exists! That even without a traumatic incident, Egon was still drawn to the supernatural and to us!
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[Egon adjusts his glasses, clearing his throat.]
If I may, I have several suggestions for names, mostly of notable ornithologists. For example, John James Audubon, Charles Darwin, James Bond...the possibilities stretch on.
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[Venkman nods his head at the Fletchling behind him, which chirps a greeting. Garfield wriggles in his arms again and clambers up on Venkman's shoulders to get a better look at the bird, meowing at its fellow [future] fire-type.]
... Alright, I'll bite. How the hell is James Bond a famous ornithologist?
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James Bond is an expert in Caribbean-dwelling birds and wrote a definitive book on the subject, Birds of the West Indies. He is arguably the most famous ornithologist of our generation.
[A pause.] Ah, and Ian Flemming re-purposed his name as the titular character of his spy novels.
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I think James Bond would be a great name, Pete! Just imagine that little guy in a little tuxedo! It would be adorable!
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[He's also a little disappointed that out of these two dumb names, the one Egon had to associate with him was Garfield, not Bond. Come on. He's suave, right? He could be James Bond, right???
not rightThe newly-christened Bond flutters over and lands on Venkman's head, staring down at the baby Garfield. Garfield bats at her with claws sheathed, which she dodges with an offended chirrup.]
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Perhaps it would be better for the cat and the bird to be separated. We don't know what kind of inter-species diseases may be transferred between them. [A pause.] Unless that isn't a concern in this universe because of the fact that radically biologically different creatures can breed safely, which means that....
[He trails off, muttering to himself. Egon's Zubat, having dozed off in the middle of drinking his can of sparkling grape juice, wakes up upon hearing the chirp and burps. It then flies blindly towards the source of the noise and smacks right into Ray's head. Faraday lets out a loud, startled shriek. Egon winces, but barely looks towards the Pokémon.]
Will you be quiet? I'm trying to think.
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It’s fine he’s gonna sit like this for awhile.]
Maybe they just like fighting...?
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I mean, I guess we were told these things like to fight, right? Mine've tried to fight some of the wild Pokemon we've found; Roach runs away if he takes a hit, though. "Bond" seems to like beating stuff up.
... That doesn't mean you get to beat up the newborn.
[He addresses the last comment to Bond, gently shooing her away with his hand when she tries to peck Garfield.]
I have. No clue on what zoonotic disease stuff there might be in this universe. Hopefully the fact that these guys all like fighting each other means there's not a lot to worry about? I dunno. That's more your area.
[All areas of science that he can't bullshit are more Egon's "area" than Venkman's, as far as he's concerned.]
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[He casts a glance towards Faraday, who's hovering around Ray in a worried manner as she tries to pry Doppler off of his face.]
I'll make a mental note to look into this later, on top of everything else I've decided to look into. It's almost like learning an entirely new field from scratch.
[It's like being in undergrad again, only more fun, because he's got ghosts and his partners.]
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Ray is still on the ground as he speaks Egon's mind.]
It's like back in college! Although we didn't see a whole lot of visual ghost activity until that one time at the library! Uh, you remember that, right Egie?
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[Wait till they find out there's no real proper education system in place in this universe]
I hope he does. I'm still not over you yelling "GET HER" and trying to grab the ghost like that'd actually do anything. Thank god they kept that in the movie.
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Jackie and Faraday eventually succeed in prying Doppler off of Ray's face--luckily, he hadn't bit him in his panic. He sulks a little bit before flopping back to Egon's bag for shelter. And to dig through his snacks.]
Of course I remember it--it was the first time any of us had witnessed definitive paranormal activity-- [A pause as Venkman's words finally work through his impossibly tangled brain.] Movie? What movie?
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In our universe, they had a movie based on our adventures. It's pretty inaccurate, but at least we got some royalties out of it.
[He stares at Egon for about ten seconds.]
You know, you look a lot like the guy who played Egon in that movie!
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Huh. Cool difference between universes, I guess. We got a movie, you got to live a life without Slimer in the firehouse. Kinda wish I'd gotten yours.
[He comes back into frame with a bottle of beer, which he raises in acknowledgement before taking a sip. Garfield, still in his arms, swats at the bottle. He glares at it.]
Hey. You're like, half an hour old, you're not allowed to drink.
But yeah. The movies were... well, they kinda got some stuff right. They got the basics- [He counts off on his fingers.] library ghost, kicked out of Columbia, moving into the firehouse, Dana, Slimer at the hotel, hiring Winston, dickless, Dana getting possessed, Gozer, and Mr. Stay Puft.
Made me look like a creep, though.
[He takes another swig of beer.]
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[Also the fact they got hit with so many lawsuits and fines after the Gozer incident they couldn't help but close for an extended period of time.]
Yes, please avoid giving the cat alcohol. I have heard that it is greatly detrimental to their health.
...Anyways, that does seem to follow my general timeline, as well. Did you get several hundred people and companies suing you afterwards?
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A few people did that. And I had to hide in the firehouse for practically a week from the paparazzi. But soon after that the Stay Puft marshmallow company contacted me! Apparently they’re cool with the... whole thing with Gozer, and wanted to do an ad campaign about it.
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The people who made the movie did some merchandising, and that and the Stay Puft deal drummed up enough good publicity that we didn't get completely bankrupted. Uh, yet. And usually we're still pretty busy- sometimes ol' Dickless and his buddies raise hell and get negative opinion pieces in the news again, and business dries up for a bit.
But a few public Class 5's usually remind everyone we're a good service to keep around.
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We never got any Stay Puft deal. Perhaps this is another difference between your world and my world, and an important one, at that. In my dimension, we were completely bankrupt for a few years. Of course, Venkman did his best to keep business churning, but under the scrutiny of the public eye and the pressures of such an intense capitalistic society, it was ultimately decided that we best close up shop. [He smirks slightly.] Though it wasn't a complete loss of time--I gained several invaluable experiences through my psychoanalytic research at Columbia.
[He pauses as he reaches for his bag for some snacks. Doppler skitters out of the way, vocalizing angrily. Egon ignores him.]
I'm curious to hear of any other specters you've encountered in your line of work--after all, it seems as though you have had more time to actually do some ghostbusting.
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[They were cheesy and great, Egon!!!]
Well we already told you about Slimer if you wanna know more about him. Then there was that one ghost that fed on electricity... as it turns out Walt Fleischman didn't actually die mysteriously, he just brought his cartoons to life and one of them kidnapped him... we went into and ended up destroying the New Jersey Parallelogram... we met the Boogieman once...
Oh right, you probably already know about the Boogieman, Egon.
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[Who. Who the fuck is Walt Fleischman???? Egon blinks, turning to stare at Ray. It takes about a full thirty seconds for him to continue what he was saying.]
The Boogieman? I didn't know there was a singular entity that responded to that name.
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Oh, hey, there's a difference. Our Egon heard the name "Boogieman" and flipped out. But yeah, we took care of him- blew up his whole dimension so he'd stop scaring kids- and Egon. Uh, other Egon.
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Hey wait a minute!
Our Egon got interested in the study of ghosts because the Boogieman terrorized him as a kid. If you don’t recognize him at all, how did you get into ghosts?
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[Egon opens his mouth to speak and then closes it again. He scratches the back of his head, pulling a Twinkay from his bag and unwrapping it.]
I conducted extensive research when I was younger, and I logically concluded that spirits and other supernatural phenomena existed. [...] I also wanted to be able to harness the psychokinetic energy for my own purposes--such untapped energy could be highly beneficial to the furthering of human technology, if it was able to be stabilized.
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[Pointed look at Ray on the screen. He takes another swig from the bottle.]
Huh. So basically: our Egon had a tragic backstory, but you just wanted to make ghost bombs.
[Venkman's been around Egon enough to know what "harnessing x for my own purposes" means.]
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[Also because he’s five and wanted to see what was happening.
Ray takes another sip of his beer before he perks up.]
I think it’s really neat! This is practically proof that fate exists! That even without a traumatic incident, Egon was still drawn to the supernatural and to us!
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