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3wayforjustice) wrote in
mayfield_rpg2012-03-13 11:39 pm
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[accidental recording | phone]
[Oh whoops. Someone bumped the phone off the hook! And just in time for a very interesting conversation to be heard, too.]
[... Because it honestly sounds as if there are two people arguing. Or one person is ranting and raving while the other sits there and takes it. One voice is lower, slightly more distorted than the other. It may be recognizable to some.]
[Someone got their crazy spirit friend back -- and said friend isn't entirely pleased with the situation they've landed themselves in.]
-- they amuse themselves with pointless questions and meaningless power struggles! With matters of affection. Trivial pursuits while those in power continue to hold back what is rightfully ours!
They restrain and shackle us! We are no better than tranquil! Animals, grown content with our cages!
[Something slams against a hard surface -- a hand into a countertop, probably.]
Something will be done about this. Such entrapment, such complacency will not last.
There is work to be done.
[The voice trails off, and there's silence for several long seconds. Finally, someone picks up the phone, and sets it back in its cradle.]
[... Only to call out again a few minutes later, as if nothing at all had ever happened.]
I... have a question, to any who might respond. In regards to our status here, in the town.
[... Because it honestly sounds as if there are two people arguing. Or one person is ranting and raving while the other sits there and takes it. One voice is lower, slightly more distorted than the other. It may be recognizable to some.]
[Someone got their crazy spirit friend back -- and said friend isn't entirely pleased with the situation they've landed themselves in.]
-- they amuse themselves with pointless questions and meaningless power struggles! With matters of affection. Trivial pursuits while those in power continue to hold back what is rightfully ours!
They restrain and shackle us! We are no better than tranquil! Animals, grown content with our cages!
[Something slams against a hard surface -- a hand into a countertop, probably.]
Something will be done about this. Such entrapment, such complacency will not last.
There is work to be done.
[The voice trails off, and there's silence for several long seconds. Finally, someone picks up the phone, and sets it back in its cradle.]
[... Only to call out again a few minutes later, as if nothing at all had ever happened.]
I... have a question, to any who might respond. In regards to our status here, in the town.
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[Bernkastel heard his previous accidental phone call, but she doesn't feel the need to address it.]
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They will take away our abilities the same as they have returned them to us, if they do not drone us permanently for it.
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If they wanted a legion of mindless drones, wouldn't they have done so already?
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