... Alright. Alright. I’ve hung around some weird people. My sister’d probably call them bad influences, but they’re just my teammates and friends or something like that. I’ve seen some weird things, I think. Been mentally scarred at least twice. Had to eat some possibly radioactive poison... stuff.

But even the worst ramen couldn’t make me dream this.

H-hah, so. So. Prison, huh? First prison I've heard about that's underwater. Underwater in the... the, what was it- the Eloquois ocean. Pretty sure that was never covered in geography class. Really, since when have I gotten this detailed? And imaginative. I mean, this- ah, this headpiece - it's neat, it's cool, it's something right out of a sci-fi film-- [ there may be an impression given that he's rambling out of nerves more than anything else. that impression would be right. ] - A bad sci-fi film. Man, next there's going to be a robot escort to the mess hall, with perfectly lined tables and- the uniforms, and--

[ small shuffle, backwards, backwards. ]

...

That glass looks way too thin.

[ooc. OKAY I KNOW I FAIL I'M SORRY fjasdklfasdjfklasdfjkl

and full out shouting into the mic. enjoy.]

-- WHY AM I HERE AGAIN.

Look, I know I'm awesome and you all want this great god and all but -- Shit!

[ sound of him kicking something and it cuts off ]

-- Eh?

[ pause ]

-- HEY! Where the hell am I!? Kazu? Agito? Buccha? Onigiri? You guys suck! I swear, if this is some Sleipner thing, someone's gonna pa --

[ silence ]

Damn, your sense of humor fails. To think that the great Ikki-sama can be capable of any crime? Yeah right! Gods can't do crimes! Now where's the exit cause I have a bunch of asses I need to kick!