☤ fifty

[as_damaged]

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[The camera shakes a little, coming in and out of focus as she trains it on the bottom of a door. Small, pale tendrils are starting to creep through underneath it. The picture is jostled again as one foot stomps down on the little feelers... When she moves back again they're gone, crushed into a thick, gelatinous paste on the tile floor. From the other side of the door comes a menacing, deep noise that almost sounds like...

Quacking, actually. It sounds like quacking.

Cameron sighs, sounding surprisingly not terrified.]

I think my leftovers are trying to kill me.

Comments

video;

[aregulargirl.livejournal.com]

[ max has equipped herself with a broom and is currently on the hunt for her own leftovers. there's evidence of a fight in the form of scorch marks on the door, walls, and floor and a few streaks of black on her cheeks. it almost looks as if she's in a football game, or at least preparing to watch one. ]

I didn't think I had this many.

[heart-at-stake.livejournal.com]

You're in luck then. I just happen to be a hero for hire. Very reasonable rates and all that.

Audio

[worksmart.livejournal.com]

[He can't help thinking it's weirdly like her dream. Wierdly, perhaps, being the operative world.]

Should I bring over a weapon, or plum sauce?

voice;

[orangetoughguy]

What?

[pinkeffinprofessional]

That's fucking disgusting.

[neverplay]

.... Ewwwww.

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[adamantined]

[Claire's silence on the line might be attributed to figuring out what to start with. Or maybe to figuring out which cleaning product to suggest this time.]

If you dump it down a drain, I'd definitely pour Drain-O in after it.

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[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[If only this response could come with its own orchestral background music.]

Cameron! My sword is at your side!