Voice

[gamepatch]

So I'm right about two things. This really is hell. And hell really doesn't want me.

[A sharp, pained intake of breath]

Shit. Someone put a blond in a nurse's uniform and send 'em my way.

Comments

[im_not_a_rookie]

Ma-

Matt? Is it really you?

[gamepatch]

Elena. Light me a cigarette, would ya?

[im_not_a_rookie]

[And if there was any doubt, it's gone now.] I didn't before; why would I start now?

Where are you? What happened? You're lucky I didn't paint the place pink! I was going to, you know!

[gamepatch]

Uh. You did. Twice.

Think I'm slippin' again...

[iamwonder]

Matt?

Do you need assistance?

[gamepatch]

Probably. Still getting the feeling back.

[iamwonder]

I will come to find you. I am, they say, quite quick.

[gamepatch]

Know I'm on the ground somewhere, if that helps.

[nahemah]

Someone ordered a blond in a nurse's uniform?

[gamepatch]

...I take it back. Maybe this isn't hell after all.

[nahemah]

Like to think I'm a little slice of heaven, myself.

[gamepatch]

Proved your case with me.

[championship]

A-are you alright?

[gamepatch]

Would say that I'm dying. But dying doesn't hurt this bad.

[championship]

What happened? Where are you? I-I... I'll be there!

[gamepatch]

Think I slipped off radar for a couple of days, that's all.

[perfect_service]

Not quite hell, no.

[gamepatch]

You can definitely see it from here.

[perfect_service]

Really? For Hell then, it seems rather sparse.

[gamepatch]

That's what makes it hell. Nothing to see, nothing to do.