[transcribed sound of pages being flipped then some hesitant laughter (it's the toater thing, com'on!); a short pause and then some music starts up rather loudly; cue book to be shut]

[transcribed sounds of automatic gunfire; then dictated during a pause]

You never know when crap like that week will happen. First the zombie hordes, then the monsters and creepy castle... what's next? Locusts? Now that would be a synch for me! Give me Locusts to pawn any day ( Read more... )

[the sound of a gun being loaded and cocked; dictated, somewhat subdued]

...I'll be all right. As long as the Kryll don't show up. I'll be fine. In fact, there are no Kryll here. None. So I'll be fine. I'm ok. I'm ok...

Did I...? I missed the paintball game, didn't I?

Whose cars are those?

(The police car is particularly menacing, or is that just me? And the other sports car is just... bright. Definitely bright. Waaay too bright.)

[all dictated]

MY COG TAGS!!!

I found them! Teach me to EVER take them off again! I will NEVER serapate from them again. Ever! YES! Mine! [really badly, quickly scribbled heart]

[dictated] Whoa, that was weird!

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[written lazily]

I'm bored.

[dictated] I dub thee Lancer, and Lancer shall thou be. [transcribed laughter and puppy barking]

[transcribed sound of loud "flip" music in the background; all dictated]

I wonder what's going on now... always something.

[sound of pages being flipped] Geez, Valentine... what's your problem? Loco hombre.

[more page flipping] The turtle's gone?

[more page flipping] Lots of drawing...

[more page flipping until suddenly all sounds stop ( Read more... )