Hiding the Bodies

[tachikhromatic]

[The communique opens with a clatter. Musashi is dragging something very large and apparently heavy along the ground, and cackling rather insanely ever so often.]

eehehehehehe...This is gonna be so perfect.

[Scuff... scuff...]

Heehehehe...eehehe.....eeheehee...Oh, I am so lucky!

[Scuff... scuff...]

I can't wait to- oops. Dropped it. [There's a

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[lfetimewarranty]

[........]

Might I ask what you're up to?

[tachikhromatic]

Geh? Oooops. eeehehehehehe

Nothing at all, really!

[lfetimewarranty]

[Oh god dat laugh.]

Nothing? It certainly sounds like you're doing something.

[She wont tell. She promises.]

[tachikhromatic]

Nothing at all.

. . .

shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

[ttlynotawizard]

Now what have you got planned? No attacks on my blender, I hope.

[tachikhromatic]

[primly] I find your accusations to be groundless and frankly quite rude. I can neither confirm nor deny any blender-related plans.

[ttlynotawizard]

Well, then I shall take it to my room to keep a close eye on it.

[tachikhromatic]

Mister Whitecastle, what you do with your blender in the privacy of your own room isn't really my jurisdiction.

Hee hee!

[electroniccrane]

What is going to be "so perfect?"

[That had better not be a body it's dragging.]

[tachikhromatic]

hee-hee!

No~othing! I'm just setting up my room.

Eehehehehehe.....heeheehee

[electroniccrane]

[The problem with a tachikoma giggling like a maniac is that it might be planning to build a fort out of couch cushions, or it might be calculating the best way to demolish a building.]

...No traps.

[tachikhromatic]

Well, of course not! Sheesh, I have some restraint you know.