Voice

[gotashortfuse]

RAPHAEL!

[Somewhere there is an angel shouting at the top of his lungs. Well, almost. Apparently he can get louder.]

WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?!

FIX THIS!

RIGHT NOW!!!


[ooc: Michael is melting and in a panic. Which makes him hotter. Which makes him melt faster. Oh dear.]

Comments

[mortemscintilla]

[ Li speaks for everyone when he says: My ears are bleeding. ]

[ Except he doesn't say it. ]

...Is s-something wrong?

[gotashortfuse]

I'M MELTING YOU ASSHOLE!

[mortemscintilla]

[ Michael. Language. ]

...Melting into what? [ Doesn't get it, doo doo doo. ]

[gotashortfuse]

HOW THE FLYING FUCK SHOULD I KNOW?!

1/2

[mortemscintilla]

You should know!

You're the one claiming to melt!

[mortemscintilla]

[ Wait, wait, wait. ]

Are you melting like an ice cube? Or an ice cream cone? [ Yes, this matters. ]

[gotashortfuse]

[Not to him!]

HOW THE FUCK SHOULD I KNOW?!

[mortemscintilla]

[ s i g h ]

All right. J-Just calm down!

Do you need a bucket? You're not on the street, are you? You might melt and wash straight down the gutters.

[gotashortfuse]

DON'T TELL ME TO CALM DOWN YOU DUMBASS SHIT FACE! I'M MELTING!

[mortemscintilla]

[ Yes. You're melting. We've established that. ]

I'm not sure how yelling is going to help, sir.

If anything you might melt faster.

[gotashortfuse]

HOW WOULD YOU KNOW THAT?!

[mortemscintilla]

Rage. Overheating. [ Also you spew flames when riled up? Just a thought. ] Is there at least someone coming to help you?

[gotashortfuse]

HE BETTER BE!

[mortemscintilla]

You mean you're not sure?

[ Sucks to be you, little pyro-angel. ]

[gotashortfuse]

OF COURSE HE IS! HE'S MY FRIEND!

[mortemscintilla]

All right! All right! [ Don't pitch a bitch, jeez. ] I hope he gets there fast then.

...........In the meantime - [ Calm down? Yeah. No. Hastily, he mumbles, ] G-Good luck.

[gotashortfuse]

GO AWAY! YOU'RE NOT HELPFUL!

[mortemscintilla]

[ Connection's already been terminated, Mika. ]

[ Enjoy the static. ]