Dec 06, 2011 00:12
[The dark-haired man glaring into the camera has a very...disgruntled expression on his face, to say the least. There's a crinkle of that damned paper gown and his head disappears from the shot--he's holding his phone at arm's length--but he's back a second later, brandishing his little yellow tag at anyone who's currently watching the feed.]
I don't know who set this up, but it isn't funny.
I am not dead. I'm freezing my fucking balls off right now, but being cold and being fucking dead are two entirely separate things. What I wanna know right now are two things: one, where's all my stuff, and two, where the hell's the exit? I've got better things to do than sit around here. Abax, or whatever it's supposed to be.
[Travis huffs, exasperated.]
Could've at least left my shades. Jesus...
no more heroes: travis touchdown,
ultimate spider-man: peter parker,
katekyo hitman reborn: superbi squalo,
dragon age: artis cousland