[Another Johnson Accidental Audio Post]

[justwonthegame]

[Someone is muttering into their device intermittently in a New Zealand accent.]

Come on…..answer your bloody phone, Axl. … Pick up… Ugh, come on! As if this day couldn't get more shit.

[A pause. Mike is holding his phone away from his face and looking at it, and the reason you can tell, is he’s pressed a button and switched the video on. He frowns at the screen, and ends up talking quietly to his phone.]

What the hell are you doing?

[He turns the phone off. A few minutes later, a text message goes up on the Network.]

Axl if this is your phone I’m reaching I’ve got no idea where the hell I am. Call me back and pass the phone to Olaf.

Don’t tell him to text me back.

Don’t tell him to read this.

Shit. And tell him it's already on.

Are you all ok?

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[justwonthegame]

[Good. Mike goes over to get a mug and pour himself some without saying anything.]

Have you heard anything about these gods who brought us here, apparently?

[friggmagnet]

No. No one seems to know which gods they even are.

[justwonthegame]

Why would they keep that part secret and not the fact that they're gods at all. ... Unless they're shit gods.

[friggmagnet]

If they're shit gods, how did they manage to kidnap both of us?

[justwonthegame]

They're very good at being the shit gods they are? Gods of stds or something. [Wow, time for a topic change.] Where are you living?

[friggmagnet]

Oh, right here, actually. It's like a hostel thing for new people. Do you know we actually have to pay rent in this place?

[justwonthegame]

...but they abducted us.

[friggmagnet]

I know, man! It's totally bullshit.

[justwonthegame]

[Mike's rage, which has been at at least a five all day starts building again.]

It's not as if a bloody resume is going to do anything, here. I'm going to have to build my fucking reputation all over again from the ground up.

[A pause, in which he furiously clenches his jaw.]

Fuck! What do they fucking think they're doing?

[He kind of wants to punch a wall but he doesn't even own this wall. He just lets himself fume into a simmering quiet anger.]

Right, that's it. We're going to go to these gods and demand answers, come on. [He stands again, and angrily finishes his tea. And then hisses from burning his tongue, there was too much left for that, really.]

[friggmagnet]

Whoa, Mike. I don't think that's such a good idea.

[justwonthegame]

[Mike has gone a bit stiff-jawed and icy.]

I just want to ask them a few questions, that's all. It's the least they can do after dragging us here.

[friggmagnet]

From what I've heard from people here, they really don't take to well to people barging in on them. And there's only two of us, and I don't even have the sword! We should wait.

[justwonthegame]

[Mike takes a deep, laboured breath in, and out through his nose, his fists clenched.

And then he sits down again.]

Alright. We'll wait.

The sword's in another universe, isn't it.

[friggmagnet]

Just... a bit?

[justwonthegame]

[Mike sighs and picks up another biscuit.] It's not as if you could have known we'd be abducted.

[friggmagnet]

I hope no one finds it.

[justwonthegame]

[Mike looks around to see if anyone is about to walk in, and then leans in, talking quietly.]

Where are you keeping it?

[friggmagnet]

Under my bed?

[justwonthegame]

Right, Ty should--

[Shit. Shit. He keeps FORGETTING.]

Oh... Well. I'm sure someone will help Anders find it.

[Totally not specifying. Maybe he means Zeb.]

[friggmagnet]

I think Anders might be a bit busy.

[justwonthegame]

Anders fucking won't be, if he knows what's good for him. [Brothers be damned, he will punch him into the ground.]

[friggmagnet]

There's not much we can do while he's there and we're here.