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[his breath hitches. Sealand had intended on filling this call full of bravado and how he took down so many hazmats before they burned the house and maybe demanding a medal.

but, honestly? he's still terrified from what just happened to him. and so he bursts into loud tears, "maturity" be damned]I'm not having fun anymore! We didn't even ( Read more... )

[click! the phone receiver picks up to part of whoever is using it mumbling to himself]

-don't even have a cell phone here! This thing is so old, you have to spin it to get the numbers and everything ( Read more... )

♞ PERMISSIONS

Threadjacking/threadhopping?: Totes fine.
4th-walling?: Uh. I don't think anyone would want to do it with him, but if you do please don't. His mind is boggling enough as it is.
Backtagging: I live off this stuff. More than fine.
Fighting/maiming?: Contact meeee please. Sealand's mentally twelve. 8|
Death?: See above! Seriously, ( Read more... )