|twenty three| [sort of accidental voice post]
[the device clicks on, and immediately it sounds as if it's sliding across the floor, the somewhat-distant sound of rushed footsteps in the background followed by dull thud as someone drops to their knees...
...and then the sound of wretching. after a good minute or two, it stops. faintly, murmurd, almost inaudible considering the distance between the abandoned communicator and himself:]
...P-Peaches...are out of the question...
[then the sound of a tin can being put down, and after that, silence until the recording times out]
[[ooc: soooooomeone has food poisoning. WHY HAS NO ONE GOTTEN SICK FROM THE FOOD HERE jhfgfghlsh ]]
...and then the sound of wretching. after a good minute or two, it stops. faintly, murmurd, almost inaudible considering the distance between the abandoned communicator and himself:]
...P-Peaches...are out of the question...
[then the sound of a tin can being put down, and after that, silence until the recording times out]
[[ooc: soooooomeone has food poisoning. WHY HAS NO ONE GOTTEN SICK FROM THE FOOD HERE jhfgfghlsh ]]