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[belligerency]

[music is playing loudly in the background -- AC/DC or Metallica or Black Sabbath, it doesn't matter, just as long as it's loud -- but it doesn't quite drown out the things he's hearing]

Shut up. Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT THE HELL UP!

[something is kicked over]

Comments

[captaininnuendo]

Don't LISTEN to them!

Get a hold of yourself, damn it!

[belligerency]

Glad you find it so damn easy. They won't stop.

[captaininnuendo]

It's not meant to be easy!

[belligerency]

So what do you suggest I do, huh?

[amoralthief]

--you, too?

[belligerency]

Yeah, me, too. I've got it in fucking spades.

[amoralthief]

Bloody hell.

[Bites lip, slightly, because damn]

You don't know a way to get rid of them, then?

[belligerency]

This time? No. No spirits around, no ... nothin'. Just your garden-variety shit-crazy head-voices.

[chipsandtea]

((Because I can, Rose can poke, too))

...try taking a deep breath? I mean, it won't shut them up or anything, but maybe it'll help a bit?

[belligerency]

Thanks, Rose, but I don't think the yoga thing is gonna help much.

[chipsandtea]

--yeah, didn't help me much, either.

[belligerency]

Never does.

Fuck.

[zombie_pen]

At least I'm not the only one losing his mind.

[belligerency]

Yeah, we can go batshit together. Definitely what I wanted to do on a Friday night.

[zombie_pen]

Well if I'm going to lose my marbles, there's no one else I'd want to join me in madness but you. [teases]

[belligerency]

[heh] Word.