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. ]

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voice | HO125E

[trialbyliar]

[It doesn't take too long for someone to respond. Unfortunately...]

Bolognese!

TO994M; voice

[cactusy]

Shut up and calm down. Are you alone?

LO431Y; voice

[lonelynotforsaken]

Um... this place doesn't exactly scream 'resort.' I don't... work here, but I can try to help. What's the last thing you remember?

[If this is someone from his world, they really ought to be more traumatized. Unless they were one of the ones enjoying the apocalypse.]

[sharktrash]

[ There's actual silence for maybe two seconds as Squalo is appalled by the sheer audacity of this person. ]

I'm calm!!! [ Yeah... right... ] No shit I'm alone, you think some ancient walkie-talkie is my first choice for a conversation?!

[ "Conversation". Uh huh. ]

[cactusy]

[Clearly said through gritted teeth:]

Are you injured in any way.

[sharktrash]

[ motherf-- ]

Are you fucking mocking me?!

[sharktrash]

[ There's another pause, but this time he does sound a little calmer. Still rattling away a hundred words per minute, though. ]

No, not that I noticed. Could've been drugged, though. Shit, I can't believe-- wait. [ He actually stops in his tracks as the realization dawns on him. ] I was... I'm supposed to be injured. But I'm not. The fuck? Is this your doing?

[cactusy]

No. What do you mean, you're supposed to be injured?

[sharktrash]

Exactly! It doesn't! Not even close!! So why would anyone dump-- [ Oh right. He said something else. ] Last thing? You mean, before waking up here? I was-- in a fight. [ Pause. ] Thought I was dead, actually, but that would be preferable to this bullshit.

[sharktrash]

[ Well. She seems to be a straight to the point kind of person, so... ]

...Last thing I remember was dying.

[cactusy]

Then you probably didn't really die.

[This is said with a definite note of dryness. Imagine how surprised she'll be when she learns about the resurrection mechanics here! Egg on her face.]

What kind of injuries are we talking?

[trialbyliar]

I'm just talking your language! Jeez, you're ungrateful.

[A snicker cutting through the static suggests that yes, he is indeed mocking you.]

[sharktrash]

Yeah? Thinking I should get a second opinion.

[ He also sounds sarcastic. Where he's from, death is permanent, too, so they're in agreement there. ]

Weird zombie guy punched his way through my ribcage.

[ So like, huge gaping hole where his heart should have been kind of an injury. Not exactly something you just walk off. ]

[sharktrash]

The fuck you are. Do you usually just shout random dishes at people to communicate?! No wonder this place is so shit.

[ Does he... does he think he's talking to the manager? ]

[lonelynotforsaken]

[He's struggling to guess here, but he doesn't want to ask outright.]

I mean... it probably is better to be alive. Because then you can... you know? Change things? What can you see where you are? I'm on a beach next to this really sharp drop-off. I can see where the water changes color.

[trialbyliar]

[ ultimate supreme manager ]

Well, duh! How else am I supposed to tell my minions what kind of meal they should fetch me?

JK002N; voice

[metalicarus]

Well, sure hope there wasn’t any need for stealth or secrecy here. Trust me kid, most kidnappers don’t respond with requests to see the manager.

[ NOT HERE ]

[salamanca]

[ You might here a light crackle as somebody eavesdrops on all of your conversations. ]

[sharktrash]

[ Wow rude. Go ahead, though! He has nothing to hide!! ]

[sharktrash]

I guess.

[ He sounds like he has some doubts about it. It does sound like the person on the other end isn't behind this whole thing, though, so his voice is just a little calmer when he speaks again... still too damn loud, though. ]

Uh, it kinda just looks like Maldives before tourists trashed it? Sand, water, all clean, buncha fish in it. Oh, and a river, I'm heading to it now. Might be clean water.

[sharktrash]

[ well, it's only appropriate that the ultimate supreme manager duels the ultimate supreme karen, isn't it ]

Why don't you tell your minions to get me the fuck out of here? It'll be better for both of us, trust me.

[sharktrash]

Fuck that. Maybe I want 'em to find me, thought about that?!

[ He... doesn't technically have his weapon. But nevermind that!! He can take them! ]

Most kidnappers don't drop you off on a tropical fuckin' island with a radio. Its probably some kinda sick game, y'know, like reality TV but you can actually die?

[trialbyliar]

Not with an attitude like that. Don't you know you should be polite when asking people for favors? C'mon, say "pretty please".

[It's probably a good thing this guy is nowhere nearby. He's not in the mood to get punched right now.]

[sharktrash]

LIKE HELL I WILL!!

[ Yep. Punching is definitely pending. ]

[trialbyliar]

Jeez, what're you yelling for...? What a jerk. Now I'm definitely not giving you a ride when I get out of here.

[He suddenly sounds so wounded. Just an innocent victim getting screamed at for no reason at all, gosh.]