Oct 31, 2010 02:02
Good evening. I would like to speak to anyone who is technologically skilled, please: there is something that I need help with. I will pay you, if that makes any difference, and...
[Sooraya's voice trails off, then she talks again, clearly speaking to someone else; her voice is still being recorded, but she's not talking into the communicator.] Oh, hello. I was about to speak to the Network, but what I had to say was not important. Why did you decide to visit?
[There's a sharp intake of breath.]
Santo? What are you--
[AND THEN YOU HEAR SOMETHING EXPLODING and also the communicator drops to the ground but that's less notable. Then, rapid footsteps! She's shouting, the comm completely forgotten.]
Santo! Can you hear me? Please, please reform yourself... do not...
[There's a popping sound, a lot of thuds, and then Sooraya really screams.]
((GUESS WHICH SCHOOL-SLASH-MUTANT-HAVEN HAS A PILE OF FAKE DEAD TEENAGE BODIES IN ITS KITCHEN NOW? Don't worry; no structural damage has been done! There's just... a bunch of dead kids lying on the floor and one living kid flipping a shit, and if you live in the X-Mansion, you probably heard that ridiculous fake rocksplosion. Isn't Mischief Night fun?))
† sooraya qadir | dust