Tab Gallagher | Coyote (withitshegoes) wrote in monte_rpg, @ 2012-05-14 13:44:00 |
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Entry tags: | [event], coyote, gwynevere, sedna, tanuki |
seven. ยป [voice]
[Last night, she was down with the flowers. The first keyboard was honestly funny. The second one too. Keyboards were easy enough to replace. She'd rolled her eyes and golf-clapped, setting the ruined pieces of technology aside with a snort. Not being able to hold her phone? Fine. Nicely done, weird cosmic power fucking with the campus. Nicely done. Your abilities are acknowledged and appreciated for their verve and unique qualities. And touch-me-nots? Ten points for creativity.
But in the morning, getting up for work, it's her bike. And no one messes with her bike. (Charlie - her dad gave her the Bitch. And that matters.)
There's a low, rumbling growl permeating the air as the voice function cuts in. (Remotely. Thank the gods for voice-recognition technology.) The sound of it unnerving, somewhat hackle-raising in just how easily it spills from a set of very human vocal chords. It repeatedly gets louder and quieter, louder and quieter as it goes, fluctuating to the tune of someone pacing.]
Okay, this whole thing stopped being funny right around the moment when I had flora sprouting in my engine. [Now, Coyote is a jovial beast, generally speaking. But there's a reason (s)he was called the First Angry. (This is a prime example.)] Which would be fine. Totally fine. I can appreciate a well-crafted joke. But I can't fix it because that just makes more of them.
[A sputtering, mechanical noise sounds in the background and she snarls with a barely-contained fury:] Fucking fuck -