Fifth Bite || VOICE/ACTION

[wimpyvampire]

{{VOICE}}
A 20 meter sculpture. By Wednesday. You have GOT to be fucking kidding me! THAT'S OVER 60 FEET TALL. How the hell am I even supposed to do that by myself?! This has to be a joke. What did I ever do to deserve THIS?!

{{ACTION}}
*After Conrad's initial rant about how to get that much of supplies for about a good twenty minutes on the phone

Comments

[snazzy_cadaver]

*Zombie has the patience of a saint and actually sat through that long, long rant on the phone.*

Having any luck yet?

[wimpyvampire]

I don't even know where to start! I have limited supplies here!

[snazzy_cadaver]

{That much I could tell.}

What do you have to work with?

[wimpyvampire]

....Toilet paper.

[rogue_crow]

Perhaps you should figure out a way to...how do you say...improvise?

[wimpyvampire]

How the hell am I supposed to build something that is 60 feet tall? I don't think I'll be able to GET IT that high!

[rogue_crow]

Find something that is already large and use it as a base, perhaps? Maybe a rock?

[wimpyvampire]

Like WHAT!? I don't even know where I'm supposed to build this thing!

[a_crazygirl]

If I find the tractors I'm supposed to repair, you can use them to haul stuff if you want?

[wimpyvampire]

...How fast do you think you can find them?

[a_crazygirl]

I'm not even sure where to look right now, to be honest.

[wimpyvampire]

When do you have to fix them by?

[legberjack]

[Hello Conrad, guess what, Soviet Mayfield decided to make one of the biggest jerks in down an Informant. LOOSE LIPS SINK SHIPS.

His tone is mocking as all hell.]

Oi, what's this? Complaints, already?

[wimpyvampire]

W-Well it's kind of hard to back a sculpture that tall!

[legberjack]

A real goddamned shame that your back ain't good enough for it then, ain't it?

[wimpyvampire]

That's not true!