Nothing Rejuvenates you Quite like Death

[ceasetoexist]

[He blinked his eyes as he woke up. Once. Twice. Again. He was in bed? He didn't remember going to bed. The last thing he remembered was...

Oh, for the love of Christ. He honestly didn't know what surprised him more at the moment: the fact he'd managed to get killed twice over two weeks, or the fact that this most recent death didn't bother him as much as the last. Not to say it didn't bother him; having his throat slit wasn't exactly a pleasant experience. But at least it was quicker then being beaten to death or caught by the hazmats and set on fire. So he just sits and stews in his bed for a moment before heading to his phone. And when he gets there, he puts on the most faux-cheery voice he can muster.]

Hi, this is to the lady I had a small run in with yesterday!

You know something lady? I really, really just want to apologize! I admit I might have been out of line when I got so angry at you for entirely invading my personal space despite being asked to leave about three times and continued to watch what I was doing. I know you were probably just curious as to what I was making. So I just wanted to put out a heartfelt apology for hitting you in the head with a wrench. I'll admit I was entirely out of line doing that, if you'll admit you were out of line when you slit my friggin' throat!

[And he'll just slam the receiver down at that. And then he mulls, and agonizes over something for a moment. He really, really shouldn't do this, because he doesn't care about any of them. He hasn't REALLY worked with any of them or known them. So it shouldn't be any of his concern. ...But for some reason, he can't help it. He has to tell them.]

[Filtered to the KND]

Hey. Geniuses. Got a warning for you. There's someone you need to look out for. [And here goes a generic description of GLaDOS]. The woman's crazy. Just thought I'd let you morons know before one of you goes and gets yourself killed interacting with her.

[Filtered to Tak's Communicator]

Get over here when you can. Think we've got the time to start getting Josephine use to you so you can start learning to pilot her. After that, we're headed to the post office.

Comments

[blu-hardhat.livejournal.com]

[[...this has been acknowledged by the Engineer Revenge Service.]]

Glad you're up again--when Ah heard her complainin' about bein' hit in th' head with a wrench at your place, Ah figured she got you after that. [[Also, expressly saying she killed him might have given it away pretty quick.]] You feelin' okay, son?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Whoa whoa wait, she was complaining over the phone? Witch.

...Yeah, I'll be alright. Felt worse then this before at least.

[blu-hardhat.livejournal.com]

Yeah, Ah know. Don' you worry, Ah've got her covered. [[Pokey will probably be able to hear the momentary bit of extreme rage before he squishes it.]]

That's somethin' at least. Jus'...shake it off, kiddo, she'll get hers.

Voice

[steel-massifail.livejournal.com]

Wait, what? What happened? Pokey, who hurt you?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

I dunno. Some crazy lady dressed in white with an odd, lilting voice.

[...He's rather calm for having just had his throat slit.]

[steel-massifail.livejournal.com]

[[That sounds familiar, but he can't place a face or voice to it just yet.]]

...if you'd like, stay with Engie and I for a while.

[knd filter]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[Yup. That's the woman he'd suspected. Btw, the "Death" tally -- he's kept track. 1:3. You're losing.]

I saw her leaving. With your things.

[knd filter]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[The score is 1:1 when it's you vs. him. And that's really all he cares about, Slugger.]

....Like what?

Re: [knd filter]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[Touché.]

Things. Tools. [He assumes that's what they were; he isn't exactly knowledgeable on the subject of thing-building.]

[KND filter]

[bestwishes]

Oh man... Her? I believe she teaches science over at the school...

[KND filter]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

...You're friggin' kidding me.

[KND filter]

[bestwishes]

Nope, I've seen her there... She tried setting my hand on fire one time... Definitely agree it's best to avoid her...

[help-me-eirin.livejournal.com]

I've never been fond of getting my throat slit, either. Everything becomes such a bloody mess.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

I wasn't so much worried about the mess part as much as the "horrible painful death" part.

[help-me-eirin.livejournal.com]

It is a rather painful way to go.

How was it, compared to burning?

[filtered]

[ra-ra-razputin.livejournal.com]

...She did what!?

[filtered]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry, do I need to keep repeating this? She slit my throat, chief. It means she severed my carotid arteries and jugular vein, and I bled to death.

[numbuh-one.livejournal.com]

.....

[unbelievable. He died again?]

Ahem. I'm going to make a database for the KND regarding which of the adults in town are dangerous or potentially dangerous. I'm sorry you had to find her this way, but thank you.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, Pokey's luck has been shot to shit these last few weeks.]

Yeah yeah yeah. Apparently the baseball cap kid had run into her too. She's a science teacher at school.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

What the...Pokey?!

Fuck are you ok kiddo?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I'm fine. Just angry.

[insectoidalien.livejournal.com]

Finally. Should I come in my monkey suit?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Whatever you want, princess. Feel free to come in casual.

[getsciencedone.livejournal.com]

That's not a convincing apology you know.

[Sounds amused.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

I'm so sorry.