[voice | all replies assumed about an hour later]

[darkmirror_vr2]

[First off, you're greeted to the lovely sound of something clattering. Loudly. With something that almost sounds like a bird screeching briefly in the background before everything cuts off.]

[Several moments later the sound sharply cuts back in with with a blunt taptaptap.] "--owing a mobile at me, that's real mature by the way." [And a taptaptap.

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[peoplesprincess]

.. What was that?

[darkmirror_vr2]

[Wait, what-- ....oh. And again.]

Taking care of a small problem.

[peoplesprincess]

Who did you kill?

[darkmirror_vr2]

Couldn't tell you. I never met the guy before.

No killing involved, either.

[emberandash]

Oh. It sounded like it. What did you do?

[darkmirror_vr2]

Tossed his ass out the door before he actually got himself hurt.

[peoplesprincess]

Then why was he screaming?

[darkmirror_vr2]

An especially low pain threshold. [....yeah he's not even trying anymore.] It wasn't meant to be recorded, obviously.

[peoplesprincess]

Hm.

You're going to get yelled at.

[darkmirror_vr2]

He's unhurt and probably won't even remember in the morning, they can go ahead and yell until they choke.

[peoplesprincess]

Is he drunk?

[darkmirror_vr2]

Among other things. [TAKING THAT STORY AND RUNNING WITH IT.] Do you have any idea how big a pain in the ass these people get?

[peoplesprincess]

I don't know who these people are.

[darkmirror_vr2]

Drunks? Or obnoxious idiots in general, if you prefer.