[voice filter again//as Twenty Faces//in the wee hours of the morning]

[grand_theft_moe]

Greetings fellow captives. For those of you who haven't met me, I am Twenty Faces. I am a thief, responsible for heists at the Department Store, Hardware Store, and the entirety of the mayor's statue

Comments

[adropofjupiter]

[In a very sleepy, grumpy voice...]

The hell you calling so early? People are sleeping.

[grand_theft_moe]

My apologies. It is much easier to conceal myself at this hour.

[adropofjupiter]

It's a damn phone. People can't see who's talking on it.

...'sides, since when do thieves gloat over the stuff they stole? I don't.

[grand_theft_moe]

But phone lines can be traced and one can be identified by the phone one uses. Besides, if you saw someone using voice concealing devices at a public phonebooth you'd be suspicious, wouldn't you?

Where I am from, bragging has been a part of the profession for a long time. The best thieves name their previous heists and their next ones.

[adropofjupiter]

...they can do that?

[Someone's not from a land with phones.]

[grand_theft_moe]

Yes. I would advise caution. If you wish to contact me privately, leave a note in the branches of the third tree from the mayor's statue, to the left.

[adropofjupiter]

Okay... What's your name again?

Marisa's thieving style is like a Mongol Horde compared to Chizuko's

[grand_theft_moe]

I am called Twenty Faces. You may tell me yours if you wish.

The Mongols were effective... kinda.^^

[adropofjupiter]

Kirisame.