seventh psywave | action/written

[antlioncyclone]

[What a weekend that was. Beating on winged cultists had been satisfying, Mewtwo had to admit, but that long of a battle had been draining. More so on his teammates than on him - he had felt almost at home in that forest, being able to float freely through the overhanging foliage, the steady thrum of noise and life surrounding on all sides...

...

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[Voice]

[mischiefbreeder]

[Whoa.

Whoa whoa whoa, hold up.]

Say what?

[Written]

[antlioncyclone]

[Gold do I have to repeat myself]

House 15 smells like rotten food.

[Voice]

[mischiefbreeder]

...Sonuva- Did you check the fridge?

[Voice]

[antlioncyclone]

I didn't go inside.

[He tried. He really did. But just leaning through the door...]

[Voice]

[mischiefbreeder]

Can't you, like... Just throw a clothespin on your nose and go in?

[Written forever]

[antlioncyclone]

[what

the hell

is a clothespin]

I can smell and taste it if I get too close.

Well this is [voice forever]!!!

[mischiefbreeder]

That's why you cover your nose, dude.

[antlioncyclone]

[Long pause.]

I'm not going in there.

[mischiefbreeder]

Why not?

[antlioncyclone]

Why?

[seriously what could he do in there that he couldn't do from out here

punching a hole in the wall would save so much time and energy]

[mischiefbreeder]

Find the source of the smell?

[antlioncyclone]

[. . .

stop making sense]

I'm going to vent it out first.

[explosively]

[mischiefbreeder]

Whatever! Just as long as the smell's gone!

[and then there was Audio]

[antlioncyclone]

[ "Boom." ]

[mischiefbreeder]

[WHAT THE FU-]

[antlioncyclone]

[Some clattering and clunking noises.

There. That should vent nicely.]