Fifth Hit [Audio//English]

[soyouwannaplay]

[A certain little girl with a temper sounds angry. Because some things just don't change.]

Hey, Captain Fuckface--and all his little cocksuckers that do his bidding, too, because there is so blame to go around--the handcuffs? Not funny. Not on me. For some people here? Yeah, fucking hilarious, but for me? Not one bit.

[There's a lot of clanging and

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[palutenas_angel]

I tried breaking them, miss, but they won't budge.

[Tug, rattle, grumble. Man, Pit's not a happy angel right now.]

[soyouwannaplay]

Tried getting out? If you break this bone in your thumb, technically you should be able to slip out. But knowing the Good Ship Pussypop, something will probably keep that from working, so I want someone else to try it before I go breaking my own bones.

[palutenas_angel]

I'm not breaking my bones, I'd rather face down a whole army of demons before I go breaking my thumb!

[PANIC!]

[lilyground]

Um, I don't think anyone can get out. Everyone's tried a ton of stuff and it didn't work.

[soyouwannaplay]

Like what? Wanna clarify for me here?

[lilyground]

Like breaking it, moving the bed, teleportation, I think...? Stuff like that?

[teethofneedles]

Damn, I like the way you think, kiddo.

[soyouwannaplay]

Hoo-fucking-ray. Don't call me kiddo.

[havea_heart]

Mindy, I--I-I don't think I can--can get you out, but I can bring you food.

[soyouwannaplay]

[Okay, Herz, you're someone she'll be civil to. A little.]

You know the usual. Deck 7, 6479. Hurry the fuck up.

[Commentlog]

[havea_heart]

[Herz does, indeed, hurry the fuck up. He arrives with soda, a grilled-cheese sammich, chips and, SURPRISE, books. That's right, he brought you books. Well, okay, graphic novels. They had lots of violence in them. He thought you'd like them.

Also, knock knock.]

Uhm...is--i-is it open?