One way of torture that doesn't involve blood [19/??? artefacts collected]

[sadfreezingbrit]

[ Hello, mansion!

How do you feel about an accidental audio transmission featuring this song played on the guitar over and over and over and over again in various qualities ranging from sort-of-okay-ish over mediocre to physically painful?

I hope your answer is 'highly enthused', otherwise Philip's new hobby might not be as entertaining to you as

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1/3 no just kidding I just felt left out

[itsahotone]

What the hell are you doing?!

You- you mean there is neither a 2/3 nor a 3/3? *single tear* I feel empty and betrayed.

[sadfreezingbrit]

[ By now Philip has a lot of practice when it comes to ignoring voices he doesn't want to hear.

So when Santana replies to his transmission he initially does just that.

Not deliberately, mind, but his practice session is quite loud and he isn't actually expecting company, in person or otherwise. ]

I apologise for toying with your feelings.

[itsahotone]

[Oh god he's still playing. If one can call that 'playing'. Santana will just have to speak up then, won't she? And also snap her fingers impatiently, as if she's actually standing in front of him.]

Hey. Hey, Clapton. Stop raping my eardrums for a second, would you?

I just don't know if I could ever trust your subject line again.

[sadfreezingbrit]

[ Oh shut up, Cla-- nowait, Clarence does not sound like an American high school girl. Philip looks around and spots the communication device. The transmitting communication device.

Bummer. ]

Sorry, I didn't--

[ He puts the guitar aside and pulls the communicator closer. ]

I didn't realise this was transmitting again.

oh god what can I do to regain this trust??

[itsahotone]

Guess it's good to know you didn't do this on purpose. I mean, if you wanted us all in pain, why not go door to door and hit us over the head with the guitar? Way more direct.

I'm sorry. It's too late. I just can't... *shakes head*

[sadfreezingbrit]

{ Good thing I didn't end up stabbin' that one after all. I'll keep that in mind, creative outlet and all. Ask her for more tips! }

It wasn't that bad!

[ ...Brought to you by 70% indignation, 30% hesitantly nervous OR WAS IT? ]

/sobs

[itsahotone]

Pretty sure it was, actually. How long have you been playing? I hope for your sake that it's been like, five minutes and not five years.

/looks down /walks away

[sadfreezingbrit]

How about five days?

[ Is that an acceptable compromise? 8| ]

now i know i have a heart, cause it's broken.

[itsahotone]

Really? Shouldn't you be at least a little better, then? I'm pretty sure a blind monkey--or Finn--could sound better.

GOOD. Then we're even now. /DRAMATIC STARE

[sadfreezingbrit]

[ We regret to say that living with a dickish headvoice who uses 'monkey' as its primary insult tends to cause occasional overreactions to that particular word. ]

Unless you still don't know how to turn off a transmission I don't see how anyone is forcing you to listen if it bothers you so much.

[ Well done, Santana. You have unlocked the 'Watch Philip snap from his slightly indignant and disappointed yet still essentially good-humoured mood to aggressively hissy anger' achievement. ]

/continues weeping in earnest

[itsahotone]

[She shrugs.] This is slightly more fun than sitting around and staring at the wall. Besides, I'm totally like your sponser now.

[...mainly it's the fun thing. Fun to insult him, anyway.]

/ignores coldly

[sadfreezingbrit]

My sponsor? What are you talking about?

[ Hang on, still riding the hissy moment train. He'll need a second to change tracks. ]

FINE THEN I DON'T LIKE YOU ANYWAY. /switches mood impressively fast

[itsahotone]

You don't remember? [Check out this fake-worry and concern right now!] Are you drunk right now?

[That would explain the playing, too! See how nicely that works out?]

/glares /crosses arms /pointedly looks elsewhere

[sadfreezingbrit]

[ Oh. That. ]

What? No!

[ He glances towards the whiskey glass on the table nearby, glad that the current transmission accident is limited to audio. ]

No, of course not...

[ Hey, he's sober enough. And... should probably pull himself together if he doesn't want his 'angry drunk' excuse to get out of hand.

Hissy anger status: Diffused ]

/DITTO. so THERE.

[itsahotone]

I'm not sure I believe you. But whatever; I'm just reminding you.

[sadfreezingbrit]

Do I sound drunk to you?

[ He can pass Clarence's accent off as slurring, right? Good? Good. ]

...And don't even think about making a guitar joke.

[ His playing is perfectly sober. Just like the rest of him. ]