voice;
Jul. 22nd, 2009 | 08:55 pm
Hn. Sometimes I wonder if they're on our side. No matter how many times they send him away, they always bring him back, and without his memories, no less. Either they--...
[He tapers off momentarily, though the reason is unknown.]
... Either they like you, or-- ah.
[Suddenly, he inhales sharply - pained or surprised? It's hard to tell. Either way, his voice sounds somewhat farther away, like he's lowered the communicator, slowly and steadily growing louder as his voice rises in volume.]
That's... That's not what--. No, they weren't there, that's not how it--
[...]Tch.
[Click.]
[He tapers off momentarily, though the reason is unknown.]
... Either they like you, or-- ah.
[Suddenly, he inhales sharply - pained or surprised? It's hard to tell. Either way, his voice sounds somewhat farther away, like he's lowered the communicator, slowly and steadily growing louder as his voice rises in volume.]
That's... That's not what--. No, they weren't there, that's not how it--
[...]Tch.
[Click.]
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[voice]
May. 29th, 2009 | 11:06 pm
Speak.
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[audio]
Apr. 29th, 2009 | 07:15 am
[there's a small click as the device turns on, but after that-- silence, for a good minute. then, a shift of fabric and a single footstep, accompanied by a sharp, quiet breath.]
Loz... Kadaj.
[...]
Mother.
Loz... Kadaj.
[...]
Mother.
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[audio | accidental]
Apr. 27th, 2009 | 11:53 pm
[the audio turns onto immediate white noise that fades into the sound of the communicator clattering as it skids across the floor, followed by quick footsteps and harried breathing.
soon, there's a loud gunshot, a somewhat surprised, pained grunt, and a dull thud as Yazoo falls to his knees, unknown to the listener. two more shots are fired, and he cries out, quiet, but still unusual for him. following the gun fire is a louder clatter, heavy and metallic sounding, and then a dull, thud as he collapses completely.
everything goes quiet, then-- no gunshots, just the sound of his heavy, labored breathing, and some quiet, scraping sounds, and then--
and then the sound of bones crushing, cracking, snapping, and the breathing stops.]
soon, there's a loud gunshot, a somewhat surprised, pained grunt, and a dull thud as Yazoo falls to his knees, unknown to the listener. two more shots are fired, and he cries out, quiet, but still unusual for him. following the gun fire is a louder clatter, heavy and metallic sounding, and then a dull, thud as he collapses completely.
everything goes quiet, then-- no gunshots, just the sound of his heavy, labored breathing, and some quiet, scraping sounds, and then--
and then the sound of bones crushing, cracking, snapping, and the breathing stops.]
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(no subject)
Apr. 26th, 2009 | 09:13 pm
She's not my leader. I'd shoot her if the others wouldn't whine about it afterward.
Don't cry, Loz. I'll be back soon.
Don't cry, Loz. I'll be back soon.
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[audio]
Apr. 19th, 2009 | 02:17 am
[the transmission starts with just the sound of quiet breathing and the faint clicking of keys. after a few moments, there's a sharp inhale, and then quick footsteps, the sound of a door opening, and then more footsteps that suddenly come to a stop after about fifteen seconds. after that, everything is silent, and then there's a loud clatter - the sound of the communicator hitting the floor - and two loud bangs, one right after the other.]
...No. No!
[following the voice is another crash, followed by many more until everything eventually quiets down. the transmission times out to the sound of labored, heavy breathing.]
...No. No!
[following the voice is another crash, followed by many more until everything eventually quiets down. the transmission times out to the sound of labored, heavy breathing.]
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(no subject)
Apr. 16th, 2009 | 08:20 am
Well, you've done one thing right.
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Apr. 11th, 2009 | 12:38 am
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|forty-five|
Mar. 30th, 2009 | 10:21 am
Go on, I encourage this "war". Although I wouldn't call it anything other than natural stupidity selection.
In the end, you're only helping us.
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|forty-three| [voice]
Mar. 22nd, 2009 | 02:08 am
Nngh. Fine.
Are you satisfied?
Are you satisfied?
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|forty-two|
Mar. 7th, 2009 | 01:49 am
Mother. It's done, I did exactly as you asked. I told you I wouldn't disappoint you. Are you proud?
( Private )
( Private )
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|forty-one|
Feb. 25th, 2009 | 07:40 am
A pact? Hn. Why would anyone want to associate themself with the likes of you humans?
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|forty|
Feb. 21st, 2009 | 12:03 am
( Private to self | Unhackable )
If you're smart, you'll do your best not to anger her... even if it would be entertaining to see the aftermath.
Especially you. Leave her alone; play with your friend. Oh, that's right, you were picked last. What a shame.
If you're smart, you'll do your best not to anger her... even if it would be entertaining to see the aftermath.
Especially you. Leave her alone; play with your friend. Oh, that's right, you were picked last. What a shame.
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|thirty-nine|
Feb. 15th, 2009 | 10:22 pm
in any realm of being
is directly knowing the universal Mother,
the supremely blissful one.
Hn.
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|thirty-eight|
Jan. 31st, 2009 | 03:38 pm
Hn. So there are others.
Perfect.
Perfect.
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|thirty-seven| voice]
Jan. 18th, 2009 | 12:06 am
[quiet, but deep laughter, and then.]
See, Kadaj. I told you it would be exciting.
See, Kadaj. I told you it would be exciting.
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|thirty-six|
Jan. 13th, 2009 | 08:06 pm
Seven letters, and not one of you have managed to figure it out yet. How any of you have managed to survive this long is a wonder. I don't imagine you'll all last much longer.
I wonder who will be the first to say goodbye.
I wonder who will be the first to say goodbye.
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|thirty-five| [voice]
Jan. 1st, 2009 | 12:57 am
I was hoping they were gunshots, not fireworks. I hate fireworks.
Hn. How bor--
... Loz?
Hn. How bor--
... Loz?
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|thirty-four|
Dec. 8th, 2008 | 01:45 pm
[Locked from those who know he's a VILLAIN!]
How many of you have had your chip removed recently?
How many of you have had your chip removed recently?
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|thirty-three|
Nov. 19th, 2008 | 05:05 pm
Such petty things you humans worry about.
