This is bullshit. [Perry sounds seriously pissed. His inability to actually do anything about this is getting to him. The tension and stress is obvious in his voice. For anyone that's seen him in the last couple days, he's been looking angrier and angrier, as well as having big giant bags under his eyes. He's not been sleeping much.] What are ( Read more... )

[The video comes on with a crackle of static that Perry doesn't hear because he's busy humming something metal as he walks through the corridors in the middle of the night. The lights are almost all out and the shot--which is half obscured by a towel and just shows an image of the tops of the walls in the corridor--bounces as Perry goes quickly ( Read more... )

Huh. Judging by all the bitching on the network, I missed something big. That's what you get for just ignoring everything in this dump for a week, huh? Endless freaking bickering about who-knows-what. Nothing ever changes around here.

[Private to Arthur]

I'm pretty sure I just woke up from another goddamn coma. Last time this happened I got ( Read more... )

[The recording picks up in the middle of a sentence, as Perry toys with the communicator. His voice sounds set-in, like he's been muttering to himself for hours. He wasn't exactly intending to press the button until he was ready, but, well, whatever.]-like a fucking quarterback when you've got a giant gaping hole in your defense, when no one ( Read more... )

[Somehow, Perry's journal's voice function is activated. Probably, he knocked it or something. He's muttering, and in the middle of a sentence.] -got 'em out, I got 'em all. Fuck, I beat them. I should be waking up in a hospital, not here. I made it, goddamnit! I fucking got them all!

[He sounds more and more pissed off as he talks. There's a hint ( Read more... )