Days Go By (Phone)

[ceasetoexist]

[Hi Mayfield, guess which little asshole has been droned since Sunday after he had decided to go ape-shit on some cars and is only now coming out of it? His voice kinda shows just how worn out he is.]

Okay, a few thing.

Number One: today is Wednesday, right? Just checking on that.

Number Two: considering she lives with me, I guess its my "duty" to inform those of you who knew her that Suika has been droned. Don't know if it's permanent, but I thought I'd let you know.

[A pause, then a sigh.]

And yeah, okay, last thing: how do you people deal with your...aggression? Cause the way I do is apparently just gonna get me in trouble here.

Comments

[tsunbowmonkey86.livejournal.com]

... What, like we clap our hands and click our heels together, and then things come down instead of goin' up? That's... No wonder you're askin' about dealin' with aggression! If somebody said that to me, I'd take it upon myself to punch some sense into 'em!

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

That, and that it's a group consensus, like if enough of us decided "forget it, I don't believe in gravity any more", we would just magically fly into space.

Trust me. I would kill for the ability to punch some of these people over the phone. Kill for it.

[tsunbowmonkey86.livejournal.com]

That's... I don't even know what that is.

Ya oughta invent that next. I bet everybody in town'd buy one.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

It's idiotic to an almost legendary degree.

I know, right? I'd make a mint off of that.

[Filter]

Speaking of inventing things, getting droned has, unsurprisingly, put me behind on making the wire tap. Give me 'til sometime mid-late next week to finish it.