Dear Die-Ary #3 - Voice - Johnny C.

[becomes-cold.livejournal.com]

[Well, Johnny is in a peppy mood today. Or as peppy as he can be. So he'll actually bother to use the voice function on the device today.]

You know, all things considered, this town isn't as bad as the one I left. Don't get me wrong, from I shithole I came and apparently in a shithole I remain, but at least the feces and waste that is mankind isn't piled as high in this place. A guy bumped into me on the street and actually asked if I was okay. It was nice. So I did what any grateful person would and followed him home but only left a dead cat in his mailbox. I thought about throwing it in the treehouse he had for his kids, but I saw a couple squirrels in the backyard and I was afraid they'd see. Works just as well, I think. I mean he's either going to find the cat soon, or have just the most awkward goddamn conversation with his mailman.

Oh yeah. Considering a trend I've noticed, got a question for you people:

So. Who else here is actually dead?

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[Voice]

[skaldssong.livejournal.com]

Take it you're not too fond of where you come from originally, huh?

[A pause, and she adds an afterthought.] Not meaning to pry. Just, idle observation. Or stating the obvious. Whatever term works best, I guess.