Klinger (delicatessent) wrote in marinanova, @ 2012-08-21 21:40:00 |
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Entry tags: | :4th wall |
[ action ] [ 4th wall ]
[ Klinger rises from the bed of flowers, wide-eyed, unseeing, his clutch dangling from a white gloved hand. ]
Clean air. I smell clean air!
[ he starts to his feet, frantically going to and fro and to and fro! No mess tents. No choppers, no scent of blood hanging in the air...
Hah! ] Hot damn! I'm free!
I'm free!
I'm free!
[ he skipped, he leaped, he… ] Wait just a second here… This ain't Toledo. Where all the hell am I? [ he looked down at his wrist and dug through his purse until he found (not the compact he was looking for) but his network device. ]
Huh? What is this thing? [ he gave it a raised eyebrow before shaking it. ] It doesn't look edible... [ he shook it for good measure, pursing his lips and… he jumped! ] Who goes there!
Speak up. I may be crazy, but I'm certainly not blind!
[ and there goes Klinger, dressed in a flower print dress and spinning as he pawed for an absent rifle. At least the warden had the good sense not to mess with his fashion sense. ]
((ooc: Corporal Klinger from M*A*S*H (TV) at your beck and call! He can be found all over the dome but for the moment, he's in Två Park in Sector 2. ))