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Captain Hammer ([personal profile] amansgottadowhat) wrote2009-03-08 11:24 pm

Five dollar foot longs

[Voice Post]

Oh, my. I can't seem to find my way out of this forest. I'm ever so nervous about all the creatures that could attack me in here. Isn't there some hero out there that could save me? I'd be ever so grateful to him.

[identity profile] horrible-protag.livejournal.com 2009-03-09 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
If you were to rescue me, I'd be ever-so grateful to you, as well.

[identity profile] 1inageneration.livejournal.com 2009-03-09 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
What part of the forest did you say you were in? Because there's a lot of forest out there.

[identity profile] horrible-protag.livejournal.com 2009-03-09 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
I'm not quite sure, to be honest. I just woke up and here I was, surrounded by trees.

[identity profile] horrible-protag.livejournal.com 2009-03-09 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, well, alright, I'll give it a shot.

[After various minutes of fumbling and odd noises, and an 'oh, sugar!' or two, there is a video on the screen and you see- trees. If there are any other things that would help distinguish where he is, then feel free to see them, because he just sees trees.]

Is it working?

[2/2]

[identity profile] horrible-phd.livejournal.com 2009-03-09 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
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[identity profile] horrible-protag.livejournal.com 2009-03-09 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, my. That's awfully scary. Won't you please spare little old me?
dr_conscience: (Young // Listening)

[personal profile] dr_conscience 2009-03-09 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
So, uh... what kind of creatures live in the forest here that are that scary?

[identity profile] horrible-protag.livejournal.com 2009-03-09 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
I can't quite be sure, but I've heard some dreadful noises out here.
dr_conscience: (Young // Smirking)

[personal profile] dr_conscience 2009-03-09 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
Really?

Like what?

[identity profile] horrible-protag.livejournal.com 2009-03-09 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
A wolf howling, some sort of low hiss, and goodness, I don't even want to know what else!
dr_conscience: (Young // Even)

[personal profile] dr_conscience 2009-03-09 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
Sounds terrifying. How'd you wind up out there anyway?

[identity profile] horrible-protag.livejournal.com 2009-03-09 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
I'm not quite sure, myself. I just woke up- and here I was! In this dreadful place.

[identity profile] horrible-protag.livejournal.com 2009-03-09 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
Oh my! Are you going to come after me? Please have mercy.

[identity profile] necromerchant.livejournal.com 2009-03-09 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
I steal the brains of people lost in the forest.

[identity profile] horrible-protag.livejournal.com 2009-03-09 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
Gracious! I'll just have to run away before you find me, then, and hope that you get lost!

[identity profile] the-bastard-ds.livejournal.com 2009-03-09 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
I don't know whether to call you a fag or facepalm.

[identity profile] horrible-protag.livejournal.com 2009-03-09 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
I'm afraid I don't know what those mean.

[identity profile] the-bastard-ds.livejournal.com 2009-03-09 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
Oh man, this is priceless.

A fag means you're gay. You like fucking men and you're a complete pussy.

[identity profile] horrible-protag.livejournal.com 2009-03-09 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
Oh! Well, that's horribly forward of you to say, especially to someone so confused!

[identity profile] the-bastard-ds.livejournal.com 2009-03-09 05:01 am (UTC)(link)
You're confused, alright. What sort of man gets lost in the forest and acts like a girl, wanting to be rescued?

[identity profile] horrible-protag.livejournal.com 2009-03-09 05:06 am (UTC)(link)
Well! I never. I'm horribly lost and alone, and all you can do is insult me?

[identity profile] horrible-protag.livejournal.com 2009-03-09 05:30 am (UTC)(link)
[He is just pouting at you now.

Not that you can see it.]