devoutish: (I accidentally cross-dressed)
Alfie Solomons ([personal profile] devoutish) wrote in [community profile] snowblindrpg2018-04-05 04:17 pm

[network] @ASolomons; audio, afternoon of 347 [open]

[The recording starts up and Alfie says in a rough, no-nonsense voice:]

Where are you? You're alive?

[There's a brief pause, and then he continues, his tone markedly different - it's a bit softer, but also more tired. Less guarded.]

Where are you? I'm in one of the newer areas; I'm in a funeral home I've never been in. Fucking cultist markings all over the walls-- answer as soon as you can, mate; please.

[Another pause, and then:]

Hello.

[He almost sing-songs his words, but only enough to just barely hide the hardness that lurks underneath.]

Do you know who I am?

[Once upon a time, this disjointed, confusing post was several separate messages. Unfortunately for Alfie, once he hit send, all privacy filters were removed - a consequence of his current death loss. For a guy who prefers private conversations over public ones by a large margin, this will not be fun.]
quadrangle: (blargh blargh)

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[personal profile] quadrangle 2018-04-09 09:40 pm (UTC)(link)
It'd have to be the grocery store, right? The rest of the food here is shit.
quadrangle: (but why tho)

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[personal profile] quadrangle 2018-04-11 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, but we're still basically fucked when it comes to getting anything served hot.

[Which is... okay, it could be worse, but like the cold, it wears on him. Everything about this place does.]