Aug 25, 2008 16:24
[Shaking landship is shaking. The clanking and clinking of multiple items in the kitchen. Not to mention the all around rumble of the walls. Like an earthquake that has no intention of stopping any time soon.]
....D-damn it all. The Tartarus has been shaking even more recently. Just as I was feeling h-hungry too. I can't eat anything at this rate.
[A clang of something metal hitting the floor before it slides away on the floor boards]
No...!! My mask! Damn thing keeps coming loose...
...
W-why do I care? I'm alone down here anyway. And I won't be having any visitors any time soon.
[A sigh and faint click.]
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Wwhat hjhavve you donew now,. reeplica?/!
aas iof thnis ius aany bvetterf thann tnhe cvooice optiuon.
shaking,
tartarus,
replica,
core,
dammit chickenhead