[001] accidental audio.
Dec. 10th, 2010 06:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
from_the_vine...
Eurgh, Fuck me, that hurts.
[The groan that crackles into existence over the feed is a thoroughly pained one, punctuated by heavy breathing and a wet, slippery sound. There's a beat of silence.]
... the fuck is... Lenny? Ellie?
[The noises that follow are quiet but audible, rushed and frantic. There's the sound of heavy, skittering footsteps that fade and rise in volume in a discordant manner, as if someone is running - wait, no. Pacing - wait, no. Running, yes. Definitely running back and forth.]
... a temple? Shit shit, lost 'em. Lost - gotta rendezvous back at...
[His voice trails off into quiet muttering, the sound of rustling paper nearly inaudible on the line. He's not far from the communicator but he's yet to find it, obviously too busy trying to make sense of which way is up. There's panic and confusion in what can be heard of all that rustling, and an implied will to defend himself should anyone approach him too quickly.]
... gotta be shitting me. Central Park? Unlikely... oh shit, some kind of ... preserve...?
Eurgh, Fuck me, that hurts.
[The groan that crackles into existence over the feed is a thoroughly pained one, punctuated by heavy breathing and a wet, slippery sound. There's a beat of silence.]
... the fuck is... Lenny? Ellie?
[The noises that follow are quiet but audible, rushed and frantic. There's the sound of heavy, skittering footsteps that fade and rise in volume in a discordant manner, as if someone is running - wait, no. Pacing - wait, no. Running, yes. Definitely running back and forth.]
... a temple? Shit shit, lost 'em. Lost - gotta rendezvous back at...
[His voice trails off into quiet muttering, the sound of rustling paper nearly inaudible on the line. He's not far from the communicator but he's yet to find it, obviously too busy trying to make sense of which way is up. There's panic and confusion in what can be heard of all that rustling, and an implied will to defend himself should anyone approach him too quickly.]
... gotta be shitting me. Central Park? Unlikely... oh shit, some kind of ... preserve...?
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[audio]
Date: 2010-12-10 08:58 pm (UTC)...
what?
[text]
Date: 2010-12-10 09:07 pm (UTC)THE LAND OF FAIRIES AND DOUCHEBAGS.
[audio]
Date: 2010-12-10 09:11 pm (UTC)[His voice is extraordinarily loud -- he may or may not be yelling at the communicator. He's definitely shaking it, though, hence the weird sounds coming from his end.]
[text]
Date: 2010-12-10 09:19 pm (UTC)YOU SHOULD PROBABLY CALM THE FUCK DOWN AND HEAD FOR THE SHITTY LITTLE CLUSTER OF RESPITEBLOCKS YOU CAN SEE DOWN THERE SO I DON'T HAVE TO DEAL WITH YOU BITCHING ANYMORE.
[audio]
Date: 2010-12-10 09:22 pm (UTC)[Okay so, maybe now he's decided to listen. Er, hopefully.]
... what the fuck did you just say to me? Did you call me a DICKBAG?!
[TEXT]
Date: 2010-12-10 09:25 pm (UTC)JEGUS, MARYAM AND ERIDAN, THIS IS WHAT I GET FOR EVEN FUCKING TRYING TO HELP OUT YOU WORTHLESS PIECES OF SHIT.
[audio]
Date: 2010-12-10 09:36 pm (UTC)[Annnnd there the communicator goes. There's a thump and a rustling sound as it goes sailing into the bushes.
Of course, less than a handful of seconds later his voice crackles back to life over the feed. And damn if it doesn't sound murderously calm.]
Listen, you shitgobbling son of a bitch-whore. We're going to try this again right fucking now. Number one: where am I and how did I get here.
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Date: 2010-12-10 09:43 pm (UTC)AND I TOLD YOU, YOU NUBSLURPING FUCKPOD, WE'RE IN LOFAD, OR AS THE RESIDENTS WHO CAN'T TAKE THE SHOCKING TRUTH OF THAT NAME, 'DEMELEIER'. TECHNICALLY LOFAD IS MORE DESCRIPTIVE.
[audio]
Date: 2010-12-10 09:52 pm (UTC)[His composure, surprisingly is now rock solid. Or at least he sounds like he's capable of doing more than flinging insults. Maybe he just fakes it well.]
Yeah, that's the first part of my question taken care of. Now how about the second?
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Date: 2010-12-10 09:56 pm (UTC)[audio]
Date: 2010-12-10 10:00 pm (UTC)Fairies.
no subject
Date: 2010-12-10 10:22 pm (UTC)[audio]
Date: 2010-12-10 10:24 pm (UTC)See what happens.
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Date: 2010-12-10 10:30 pm (UTC)[audio]
Date: 2010-12-10 10:55 pm (UTC)Don't know what I'm gonna find down there. Why don't you tell me before I start movin'.
[text]
Date: 2010-12-10 10:58 pm (UTC)THAT'S GONNA FONDLE MAJOR SEEDFLAP ON MY END OF THINGS.
I SERIOUSLY CANNOT BE FUCKED WITH IT.
[audio]
Date: 2010-12-10 11:01 pm (UTC)Is there pest control down there?
[text]
Date: 2010-12-10 11:05 pm (UTC)JUST QUIT WHILE YOU'RE BEHIND.
THIS COULD GET MOTHERFUCKING EMBARRASSING.
[audio]
Date: 2010-12-10 11:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-10 11:14 pm (UTC)NO.
[audio]
Date: 2010-12-10 11:17 pm (UTC)[Oh yeah, that's totally a threat.]
no subject
Date: 2010-12-10 11:20 pm (UTC)[audio]
Date: 2010-12-10 11:41 pm (UTC)text
Date: 2010-12-12 01:51 pm (UTC)OH WAIT.
WAS THAT SOME KIND OF UNBELIVEABLY SHITTY THREAT.
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
OH MAN.
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
HA HA HA HA HA HA.
HA.
HA.
HA.
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Date: 2010-12-12 01:57 pm (UTC)Text
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