EIGHT.

Sep. 3rd, 2010 12:09 am
failhound: (touch the sky.)
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VIDEO


[hello there, Discedo! from this brand-spankin' new Iphonator communicator, you get a nice view of the top of Nora's head and then of the endless grassy plains stretching around him -- obviously outside the city -- before it flips down a little to show his eyes squinting upwards]

... Did it work? I don't get this stupid thing, it's not like the other one at all! Still doesn't go across dimensions either.

[a familiar voice nearby chimes in--] Maybe you have to shake it a little.

--Already tried that. Tried hitting it, too. An' other stuff. It's like the other one like that.

They probably gave you the broken one as an experiment.

[a low growl] I wouldn't be surprised, stupid-- But I knew there was a map on--

VOICE


--Wait, where'd the others go??

[pause] They were right there, weren't they?

... 'Tch. They better not have gone back without us, we haven't even found the plane-thing yet!

I'm sure they went this way.

You JUST SAID they were right there!

Did I?... Maybe I meant over there instead.

YOU JUST POINTED AT THE SKY.

You never know where you'll end up in this place.

[annnnd this is where the feed times out]

[OOC: Grey is a [livejournal.com profile] moarcowbell! Rest of fail!party can feel free to hop in action-style or WTF at them over the network for getting lost while being lost. Lute will likely be finding everyone.

... other than that, everyone else can lol or something.]

ONE.

Jun. 23rd, 2010 06:52 pm
failhound: (aaa~?)
AUDIO


[--THUD]

[... after what sounds like the crashlanding of the century, there are a few loud bumps agains the mic; what sounds uncannily like a confused chicken; and finally everything unmuffles as whatever was on the communicator moves off]

O-Ow! What the hell was I-- Hey, what is this? This isn't the cellphone! Where's my freakin'--

[rattle rattle rattle smack]

[BANG BANG BANG BANG]

COUGH IT UP, YOU PIECE OF JUNK! I ACTUALLY NEED THAT THING SOMETIMES!

[...]

All right. Have it your way.

[an intake of breath]

HEY, UGLY! YOU DISGUSTING, HORRIBLE, NO-GOOD, BANANAS-FOR-BRAINS OLD HAG!!

[pant pant]

I BET THIS IS YOU AGAIN, ISN'T IT?! THE HELL DID YOU DO THIS TIME?!? I DON'T EVEN-- [a pause] ... THIS ISN'T THE DEMON WORLD!

[another pause] So... it's the human world, right? With their dumb sun and everything. But I was just there -- hey, ugly, you better explain! I don't know that many places in the human world, you know!

[...]

... Ugly? [BANG] Hey, is this thing even working? HEY--

[click!]

VIDEO


[have an extreme closeup of one red eye peering suspiciously in general direction of the camera]

[a long moment later, the image tilts wildly as he lets it fall carelessly to the ground]

Useless thing! What am I supposed to--

[/transmission cut]

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