Alfie Solomons (
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snowblindrpg2018-04-05 04:17 pm
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[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.]
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.]
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[He's not positive of that, though. He's a little out of touch.]
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[Which is... okay, it could be worse, but like the cold, it wears on him. Everything about this place does.]