The Twenty-second Death: Meet the Inner Babysitter
[Radio broadcast over Garretstown]
[When she speaks, her voice is, in fact, the Voice. Odd resonances, all that.]
You naughty children. Look at this mess you've made. And no, it isn't funny. Just think about how much trouble you're going to be in when it comes time to clean it up?
In fact, go to the corner and think about what you've done, young ladies, young men. You are in Deep Trouble.
But perhaps if you are very good, you shall not get sent to bed without your supper. If you are very good.
I hope that does the trick...
[OOC: Should anyone in the area pick up the broadcast who is not a child, well. You still might feel some of the 'oh crap, I am in Deep Shit' feelings the Voice brings up. Even if you are not a child anymore.]
[When she speaks, her voice is, in fact, the Voice. Odd resonances, all that.]
You naughty children. Look at this mess you've made. And no, it isn't funny. Just think about how much trouble you're going to be in when it comes time to clean it up?
In fact, go to the corner and think about what you've done, young ladies, young men. You are in Deep Trouble.
But perhaps if you are very good, you shall not get sent to bed without your supper. If you are very good.
I hope that does the trick...
[OOC: Should anyone in the area pick up the broadcast who is not a child, well. You still might feel some of the 'oh crap, I am in Deep Shit' feelings the Voice brings up. Even if you are not a child anymore.]