001 [Accidental Audio]
[The mid-afternoon finds Toki still on the baseball diamond where he woke up dazed and confused. He was recently approached by some regular jack-off. Said regular jack-off is a greeter. The conversation isn’t going well.
Not well at all.]
Whats? Whats does you means? How ams apple cores able to dos that? [His voice is frustrated and impatient. Someone should find a greeter who speaks Norwegian because his English sucks when he’s this disoriented.
The greeter tries to explain again: ‘it’s not a fruit core, it’s a machine. You idiot.’]
… Oh, you means like my dethphone? [The greeter sighs in relief, ‘yes, finally, you get it.’]
Noes I don’t gets it! How does a phone makes people fly?! This ams stupid. [He huffs the last part like a petulant child. The greeter gives up. ‘Whatever man, ask someone else on the network with your phone. Be careful though, I heard the network is haunted.’]
Haunteds…? That ams why I heards leetle voices comingks from it befores?! [‘Yeah sure, whatever.’ And the greeter is gone.
There is a long pause as Toki stares at his phone like it’s going to leap out and eat him. That can’t be true, can it? Ghosts don’t exist. But trolls weren't supposed to exist either…]
((ooc: now that livejournal isn't being a dildo, here he is! replies will likely come as very scared because he thinks you're all ghosts.))
Not well at all.]
Whats? Whats does you means? How ams apple cores able to dos that? [His voice is frustrated and impatient. Someone should find a greeter who speaks Norwegian because his English sucks when he’s this disoriented.
The greeter tries to explain again: ‘it’s not a fruit core, it’s a machine. You idiot.’]
… Oh, you means like my dethphone? [The greeter sighs in relief, ‘yes, finally, you get it.’]
Noes I don’t gets it! How does a phone makes people fly?! This ams stupid. [He huffs the last part like a petulant child. The greeter gives up. ‘Whatever man, ask someone else on the network with your phone. Be careful though, I heard the network is haunted.’]
Haunteds…? That ams why I heards leetle voices comingks from it befores?! [‘Yeah sure, whatever.’ And the greeter is gone.
There is a long pause as Toki stares at his phone like it’s going to leap out and eat him. That can’t be true, can it? Ghosts don’t exist. But trolls weren't supposed to exist either…]
((ooc: now that livejournal isn't being a dildo, here he is! replies will likely come as very scared because he thinks you're all ghosts.))