Vriska: Incite more panic.
[Normally, this side of journal would be relatively silent, but it appears as though it has opened itself...
by being dropped abruptly to the floor, the weight of the leather-bound covers making a distinct sound, pages creasing immediately.
And what is heard next isn't exactly pleasant, either.]
........what.
What. Hey. Vriska. Earth to Vriska, or whatever planet it is you're from.
[The troll's voice falters. It's much quieter than before. It's hesitant.] There's.... I....
[Nancy notices that uncharacteristic falter and looks around] There's what? I don't see a damn thing. You okay?
[There are one, two, three steps moving backward, but otherwise, Vriska doesn't make it too far before she stops. There's a more apparent tremble in her voice now.] Are you-- Are you serious? You can't just not-- You have to........
Whoa whoa, it's okay. Whatever it is, it's not there. You're probably on a loss or some shit. [There's slight concern in her tone now, but it's slight.] We can go somewhere else. Come on. Christ, just move already. I said let's go.
[Oh, but the troll remains. And her tone escalates into something more than just a start. There's fear behind her words, and its rising.] No. Shit! SH8T!
Stop it! Stop it! Just-- JUST ST8P IT!!!!!!!!
[There may have been a brief shriek, eyes widening as Vriska trembles, freezes up...
and is no more. No more flailing, no more noises. No more expletives, no more recorded fear.
There is nothing.]
What... what the shit. WHAT THE SHIT! WHAT THE FUCKING SHIT, VRISKA! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU.
No no NO NO FUCK THIS. FUCK this shit. WHERE THE FUCK IS SHE. [She's grabbing Vriska's journal now and bringing it up closely, shouting into it in a loud, wildly hysterical voice.]
IF ONE OF YOU GODDAMN RESIDENTS DID THIS I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL KILL YOU! NO ONE FUCKS WITH MY FRIENDS, DO YOU HEAR ME? GIVE HER BACK.
(ooc. oh dear | y en español... WHERE DID VRISKA GO? WHY IS NANCY SO ANGRY? HERE, HAVE SOME CRAZY PANICKING SHOUTING FROM TWO ONE CRAZY PANICKING GIRLS. ::::V)
by being dropped abruptly to the floor, the weight of the leather-bound covers making a distinct sound, pages creasing immediately.
And what is heard next isn't exactly pleasant, either.]
........what.
What. Hey. Vriska. Earth to Vriska, or whatever planet it is you're from.
[The troll's voice falters. It's much quieter than before. It's hesitant.] There's.... I....
[Nancy notices that uncharacteristic falter and looks around] There's what? I don't see a damn thing. You okay?
[There are one, two, three steps moving backward, but otherwise, Vriska doesn't make it too far before she stops. There's a more apparent tremble in her voice now.] Are you-- Are you serious? You can't just not-- You have to........
Whoa whoa, it's okay. Whatever it is, it's not there. You're probably on a loss or some shit. [There's slight concern in her tone now, but it's slight.] We can go somewhere else. Come on. Christ, just move already. I said let's go.
[Oh, but the troll remains. And her tone escalates into something more than just a start. There's fear behind her words, and its rising.] No. Shit! SH8T!
Stop it! Stop it! Just-- JUST ST8P IT!!!!!!!!
[There may have been a brief shriek, eyes widening as Vriska trembles, freezes up...
and is no more. No more flailing, no more noises. No more expletives, no more recorded fear.
There is nothing.]
What... what the shit. WHAT THE SHIT! WHAT THE FUCKING SHIT, VRISKA! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU.
No no NO NO FUCK THIS. FUCK this shit. WHERE THE FUCK IS SHE. [She's grabbing Vriska's journal now and bringing it up closely, shouting into it in a loud, wildly hysterical voice.]
IF ONE OF YOU GODDAMN RESIDENTS DID THIS I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL KILL YOU! NO ONE FUCKS WITH MY FRIENDS, DO YOU HEAR ME? GIVE HER BACK.
(ooc. oh dear | y en español... WHERE DID VRISKA GO? WHY IS NANCY SO ANGRY? HERE, HAVE SOME CRAZY PANICKING SHOUTING FROM TWO ONE CRAZY PANICKING GIRLS. ::::V)