audio; in which I make a foppish post
... it seems I have misplaced my walking stick.
[ ... I can't think of a better way to say this! England has gone back in time to the Victorian Era, an age of sensibility, Pax Britannica, and frockcoats. In some weird warping of time and space, England vaguely remembers Discedo; he knows how to use his communicator and he remembers the setting, but everything else is vaguely blurry. random fact: this post is incredibly serious. so serious, it's silly. as a warning, I'm terribad at Victorian... anything. but I shall try! ]
If you have seen a walking stick made of African snake-wood laying about, I'd be most appreciative if you had it returned. I'm willing to part with a half crown for its safe return, although altruism itself is enough of a reward.
[ there's a slight pause ]
If further description is necessary, please do not hesitate to ask.
[ ... I can't think of a better way to say this! England has gone back in time to the Victorian Era, an age of sensibility, Pax Britannica, and frockcoats. In some weird warping of time and space, England vaguely remembers Discedo; he knows how to use his communicator and he remembers the setting, but everything else is vaguely blurry. random fact: this post is incredibly serious. so serious, it's silly. as a warning, I'm terribad at Victorian... anything. but I shall try! ]
If you have seen a walking stick made of African snake-wood laying about, I'd be most appreciative if you had it returned. I'm willing to part with a half crown for its safe return, although altruism itself is enough of a reward.
[ there's a slight pause ]
If further description is necessary, please do not hesitate to ask.