(discedo) Playing Track One [Voice Post]

[syncopath]

[smaller text is unintentional]

No. No, I won. This isn't fair.

Lucy?

[small pause, then a tiny clearing of the throat]

[tone is congenial, with a slight hint of bordering on intolerance, why do i feel like i'm forecasting weather here]

Greetings. I am Professor Saxon. I can only assume that whoever has deposited me in this hellhole... quaint little place is paying attention. It would no doubt please you to know that you have me at an extreme disadvantage- that is to say, you've got all the answers while I'm riddling out scraps of poetry and saddled with a sadistically primitive bit of communications technology. I gather that you are also responsible for the headache.

[softly menacing] You are making a mistake.

[aaaaand back to congenial] Rest assured, however, that this is nothing that can't be rectified by a little pooling of knowledge. I would like to know why and how I came to be here. I gather from the lack of intelligent life environmental conditions that you, in turn, could use a certain amount of qualified assistance. It is therefore of the utmost importance that we speak. I am sure that we can come to an equitable and mutually favorable agreement.

Let us help each other.

Comments

[darkvonkarma.livejournal.com]

Welcome to Discedo. (http://darkvonkarma.livejournal.com/2484.html)

[edgy-edgey.livejournal.com]

The scientists don't take a liking to answering questions. Sorry.

[Voice]

[sheathed.livejournal.com]

Coexistance...I suppose.




This place is called Discedo.

[sandpaperbreath.livejournal.com]

Professor Saxon, it'll save you a lotta further headaches if you just forget about who brought you here. Whether they're listening or not, they don't like being reminded they've kidnapped you, and they're not gonna give answers until they feel like it--which has yet t'come around.

Either way, you're in danger. Franzie's already fixed you up with the readin' material--find where you are and get to an X on the map before something with teeth finds you. Be 'specially wary of anything big with something glowing in the middle of it's forehead. You come across one of those, you start yelling for help.

M'name's Torn, by the way. I look after the high school.

((ooc: LAKJSLDKJF MASTERRRRRRRRR <3<3<3<3))

[bou-hunt.livejournal.com]

Welcome~ I would recommend finding shelter very quickly. There's a couple apartment buildings around.

[has-sore-feet.livejournal.com]

Quite a speech. Do you need help?

[formyfather.livejournal.com]

Fair? When is it ever?

[onceahuman.livejournal.com]

Professor? What do you teach?

[chozoraised.livejournal.com]

What are you willing to help with?