five - back in business - voice

Oct 29, 2009 14:39

[He sounds tired and frustrated, but mainly like he's scowling at all of you - he's semi-coming out of being holed up/freaking out a little and is catching up with things - he can't deal with being out of the loop for too long,]

Fucking hell, guys. Fuck-ing-hell. Not going to repeat what Snoop said, as it's fuckin' pointless, but if any of you so much as try to touch me, I'll make sure I'm feeding your fuckin' blood to the fuckin' FLOOR. As long as we're clear there.

Whilst you're all having FREAKOUTS and committing casual murder at the request of some goddamned mirrors, my warden's fucked off. Well, not just fucked off, but fucked off and come back as an inmate. I just have this effect on people. And he was a fucking angel, people. Come on, then, wardens, take me if you think you're hard or holy enough.

Talking of fucking holy, can't someone, I dunno, get this to fuck-right-off-out-of-here? I was told loads of you have whacked powers, so why don't you fucking use them?

[Inmates]

This is the sort of situation that calls for a drink, don't you think?

[Private to Pavi]

Now, kid. I always thought of you as a little, girly fuck, you know. From a distance, like. But you stuck up for your sister - and that's fucking right in my book. So if those two self-important twats come after you, I can and will fuckin' take them on, alright, kid?

You'll owe me, but I'll fuckin do it. Good on you, kid, anyway.

[Private to JD]

Those fuckin' cigarettes. Coming to get them. You better not have fucking smoked them, I need them right about now.

family's thicker than murder, not a junkie, selling shit that can screw you up, weakness is not my strong point, voice posts bring out the angry irish

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