[Voice forever]
[It starts with a perky voice, of indeterminate gender, with that kind of chirpy tone that gets very irritating very fast.] You have activated my LiveJournal function, Insert Name Here!
[The next voice is not perky. It's hard to imagine it ever being connected with such an adjective. This voice definitely belongs to a man, and it has a rough edge to it. The man is clearly annoyed.] Your what function? Live- [Seemingly even more irritated, he demands-] Turn it off, whatever it is.
Yes, Insert Name Here. [There's a slight sulky edge to the first voice now, if you're listening closely.]
[A pause. Then...] Er, Insert Name Here? [The voice sounds nervous, possibly afraid.]
What? [The man snaps.]
It won't turn off... [Definitely afraid.]
What?
(( Green is the imp that runs Vimes' Disorganizer. It won't be turning up in the comments. Have fun with the grumpy copper~ ))
[The next voice is not perky. It's hard to imagine it ever being connected with such an adjective. This voice definitely belongs to a man, and it has a rough edge to it. The man is clearly annoyed.] Your what function? Live- [Seemingly even more irritated, he demands-] Turn it off, whatever it is.
Yes, Insert Name Here. [There's a slight sulky edge to the first voice now, if you're listening closely.]
[A pause. Then...] Er, Insert Name Here? [The voice sounds nervous, possibly afraid.]
What? [The man snaps.]
It won't turn off... [Definitely afraid.]
What?
(( Green is the imp that runs Vimes' Disorganizer. It won't be turning up in the comments. Have fun with the grumpy copper~ ))