voice; 001; morning; cw: language

[sharktrash]

[ SH442K | VOICE | 001 ]

Heeey! Anybody on this thing?! Hello?

[ There's a faint, static-y background noise; whoever is talking must be walking by the seashore, although his painfully loud voice drowns it out no problem. ]

Whose moronic idea of a joke is this, huh? You think you can just fuckin' kidnap me and-- what's the plan here, exactly? You gonna bore me to death with the shittiest cruise on il Mediterraneo?! At least have a goddamn drink stand, for fuck's sake -- who's in charge here? I wanna speak to your idiot manager, asshole, rapidamente, yeah I'm talking to you, the hell are you still playing this game for?! Just you fuckin' wait, I'm gonna find you and-- Oi, is this thing on? Hey! Hey--

[ The yelling will probably continue until someone deigns to respond. ]

Comments

[lonelynotforsaken]

Probably not the best idea, no. I'll keep an eye out for something like a pot or a really big and sturdy shell, too. If we can get something to boil water in, that'll make everything a little safer.

[sharktrash]

Bet it would. Keep in touch?

[ It's going to be increasingly difficult to resist drinking the muddy river water the longer he spends in the sun, he's sure. Better head for the trees. ]

[lonelynotforsaken]

Will do! Good luck, Squalo.

[sharktrash]

You too, nerd.

[ C...lose enough? He probably means it fondly though. ]