You are la~te... This one, and that one, and over there... Delete, dele-ete, dele--

[ Well, that doesn't sound like Tyki's voice. There's the clear, close sound of a card being snapped face-down onto a table, and then the little shrill voice gets very muffled. ]

Ah. It's gotten crowded again, hasn't it.

...t down. It looks as if you can't get very far from me. You may as well make the best of it. Ah- it's a curse, boy. It'll end at midnight. You won't remember any of this - though you may not be here to begin with.

[ ... ]

I suppose.

[ After another pause, a second voice cuts in, sharply accented and wryer than the first.]

Oi oi. Figured there ( Read more... )

[The recording cuts in mid-tune, being whistled with cheer and quickness. For a few people, it may sound extremely familiar. He pauses. Then Tyki laughs.]

This curse again? Well. There could be worse days for it.

[Yeah, good mood is extremely good.]

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[Without preamble, there begins to play the most horrible bagpipe music you have ever heard. People who were around for Hobo Day may remember it as a certain ex-SeeD's playing. The recording quality isn’t too sharp either.

As it winds down, there’s a chuckle and a voice.]

Say, any bets on if this guy c’n land a deal? Looks like a lotta people're ( Read more... )

... could have woken me up to tell me something useful. I wouldn't count my brother. You're at the back of a closet. What would you know about what he does at night? Never mind, I don't want to know. If this is the best the City can do, they must really be running low on cur -

[ a high, squeaky evil voice is ongoing. whatever it's saying, it has ( Read more... )

[clearly talking to someone else]

--s'always a good time t'learn new things, but s'gonna be pretty tough t'fish if y'jostle me like that! Won't hurt t'stand back a little, hey? Harder for th'fish t'see ya.

Hm? How'd this thing turn on?

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Painted faces drift through the church, hushed and smiling, their hands folded together. The clowns seem blind to each other, or maybe it simply doesn't matter that the others exist. Knelt. Standing. It doesn't change them. Each is looking ceilingward, eyes reflecting the strung-up candles and nothing else. Don't look too close - those smiles are ( Read more... )

Really, you'd think that anyone would know better than to flock to this place by now.

Oi, oi! That ain't for-- hey! Lunch 'round here don't come cheap, y'know!

[ roaring screech in the background ]

Hah. Think I made it angry. S'sure they can't get out, yeah?

[ The recording clicks on to laughter trailing off into rasping breaths.

Eventually, he speaks. There's a sharp, heavy strain to his tone, the kind of airiness you find in mad people. His voice keeps circling back around towards laughing again, though it never quite makes it. ]

This place again. How convenient. Though I can't say I think much of the ( Read more... )