Round one [voice/action]
{It takes Tank Dempsey a little bit to wake up but when he does he is extremely livid.}
WHAT IN THE FUCKING HELL IS GOING ON HERE!? GOD DAMN IT! MY FUCKING WEAPONS ARE GONE TOO!?
{Loud clangs and curses could be heard as he begins to go on a mad rampage of destruction through the house that he was in. Tossing things around the house as he searched for his missing items, the door could also be heard being torn violently open as well in his rage before slamming shut. After a few moments of silence his footsteps could be heard rushing back to the phone.}
WHATEVER LITTLE ASSHOLE THAT'S LISTENING IN HAD BETTER FUCKING ANSWER ME. RIGHT. NOW! OR I SWEAR TO FREAKING CHRIST THAT I WILL START CRACKING HEADS!
{After coughing a little bit before taking in a very large, very deep breath before releasing it with control. Of course this did nothing to help cool his temper and only served to lower his voice a little in order to help him save his voice.}
Now, what the hell is going on here!?