[ getting slammed into concrete is as apt as anything to turn the communicators on these days. dimly, in the background: "what the fuck--" ]

This is for Mom!

For--wait, w-what? ... HEY, I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHO YOU AR--

[ this time, the crack of a punch is quite clear--along with a rush of air. just before the feed ends-- ]

Shit-- ( Read more... )