iv. splitting bullets - [ VOICE POST ]

[badcolors]

Monsters. Monsters, criminals, demons; hell, maybe. Can't leave that to chance, can't leave that to a flip. Wouldn't matter much - [Murmuring, followed by a loud, audible ping.]

[Slap.]

Mn. But they just ran out of luck.

[There's a slow, low and almost poisonous laugh on the other side before the line cuts out.]

Comments

[pseudolatry]

Cheer up, sir! I'm sure we'll figure something out.

Voice;

[badcolors]

Cheer up.

{ voice }

[pseudolatry]

Yes, cheer up!

Voice;

[badcolors]

Heads or tails.

{ voice }

[pseudolatry]

Is this a game? Um...

... heads!

Voice;

[badcolors]

[Ping, slap.]

-Heads.

I'll try.

{ voice }

[pseudolatry]

I hope you make it!