Kakera #010 [Accidental Voice/Anonymous]
[When the feed clicks on the first noises that can be heard is static, accompanied by a sound that sounds similar to a knife stabbing a hard object.
...Actually that's exactly what it is. The picture is obscured and it's impossible to tell who is doing this. However, it seems clear enough that the person doing this is not happy with their journal today. It doesn't seem like they realized yet that the voice feed is running, preoccupied with their stabbing frenzy.]
Ahhh. [the stabbing sound stops. The voice is also unrecognizable and sounds like it has been manipulated. It doesn't even sound like anyone in Luceti.] It's useless. This song won't stop no matter how many times I pierce this knife through the journal. Maybe burning it would work bet- huh?
[...] Oh. Another cat. Why do you things keep following me upstairs? [There are shuffling sounds in the background.
.....they are not too soon followed by the sound of shrieking mewls, begging for forgiveness. The shrieking soon fades away though...] There. Cats always land on their feet, so no worries. Now to figure out how to stop this song.
[Anyone outside of the 6th community building might notice a cat on the ground, a tiny puddle of blood beneath it. It is alive, but both of its legs were broken on the count of being thrown out the window.]
[[ooc: monday I'm going to be without internet access, so backthreading will commence.]]
...Actually that's exactly what it is. The picture is obscured and it's impossible to tell who is doing this. However, it seems clear enough that the person doing this is not happy with their journal today. It doesn't seem like they realized yet that the voice feed is running, preoccupied with their stabbing frenzy.]
Ahhh. [the stabbing sound stops. The voice is also unrecognizable and sounds like it has been manipulated. It doesn't even sound like anyone in Luceti.] It's useless. This song won't stop no matter how many times I pierce this knife through the journal. Maybe burning it would work bet- huh?
[...] Oh. Another cat. Why do you things keep following me upstairs? [There are shuffling sounds in the background.
.....they are not too soon followed by the sound of shrieking mewls, begging for forgiveness. The shrieking soon fades away though...] There. Cats always land on their feet, so no worries. Now to figure out how to stop this song.
[Anyone outside of the 6th community building might notice a cat on the ground, a tiny puddle of blood beneath it. It is alive, but both of its legs were broken on the count of being thrown out the window.]
[[ooc: monday I'm going to be without internet access, so backthreading will commence.]]