Sep 25, 2008 21:57
[There's a small click-click-click rhythm like the shutterspeed sound of a camera to the static before the white noise is slowly filled in with the grinding sound of metal scraping against stone. "...Agh, that was-...wait...?" And then the sound of footsteps, fading away from the speaker until an even fainter sound is hear: one of the four monsters currently preoccupying Nuadoria making itself pretty well known.]
...Okay. Guess I'm not walking that way.
...Great. You're kidding. What is that and where the hell did he dump me?
[silence from him for several minutes now, but then the footsteps get louder and the communicator is picked up from the ground. When he speaks again, his voice comes in clear.]
-Wonder what this does. There can't be any people with things like that running around...
i want to go home,
i'm not lost,
that's not a heartless,
wat,
all someone else's fault,
not what i had in mind,
oh my god,
this thing is useless