[064] Awwwwkward. // Voice/Video; retroactively filtered from Loki
[LOL WICHITA'S VOICE:]
Thank you, Barge. Because being drugged and murdered wasn't enough. Clearly, I had to grow breasts to make this week truly one to rememb--
[Pauuuuse. Why does his voice sound suspiciously like Wichita's? Bah, must be imagining things. His own female counterpart in the one flood didn't look and sound too differently from her, anyway.]
Anyway, spontaneous sex changes aside, I'd like to know what's being done about my murderer. I trust you won't use the flood as an excuse to brush it off, Wardens. After all, male or female, you should be able to... [He coughs and clears his throat. Stop sounding like Wichita, voice!] To do your jobs.
[Another pause.]
This isn't a gender swap flood, is it.
[The feed switches to video. SAY HI TO WICHITA. Rex looks at the camera, then pushes a few buttons so that he can see the feed for himself, then just STAAAARES with dawning horror.]
How could--
[Then, after a moment, the expression snaps to one of anger, and he seethes.]
This isn't funny! Undo the flood NOW!
[Hey look, he's recently dead and in his missing girlfriend's body. NOT GONNA BE RATIONAL HERE. Anyway, with a snarl, he ends the transmission.]
[OOC: OH AND he's checking himself out of the infirmary. AGAINNN. Possibly with more success this time, IDK, stop him if you want; otherwise, he's freeee.]
Thank you, Barge. Because being drugged and murdered wasn't enough. Clearly, I had to grow breasts to make this week truly one to rememb--
[Pauuuuse. Why does his voice sound suspiciously like Wichita's? Bah, must be imagining things. His own female counterpart in the one flood didn't look and sound too differently from her, anyway.]
Anyway, spontaneous sex changes aside, I'd like to know what's being done about my murderer. I trust you won't use the flood as an excuse to brush it off, Wardens. After all, male or female, you should be able to... [He coughs and clears his throat. Stop sounding like Wichita, voice!] To do your jobs.
[Another pause.]
This isn't a gender swap flood, is it.
[The feed switches to video. SAY HI TO WICHITA. Rex looks at the camera, then pushes a few buttons so that he can see the feed for himself, then just STAAAARES with dawning horror.]
How could--
[Then, after a moment, the expression snaps to one of anger, and he seethes.]
This isn't funny! Undo the flood NOW!
[Hey look, he's recently dead and in his missing girlfriend's body. NOT GONNA BE RATIONAL HERE. Anyway, with a snarl, he ends the transmission.]
[OOC: OH AND he's checking himself out of the infirmary. AGAINNN. Possibly with more success this time, IDK, stop him if you want; otherwise, he's freeee.]