[ white communicator; voice ]
[ The feed cuts in rather abruptly before the whomever is speaking clears his throat. Loudly. There's a sound of someone saying very angry things in the back ground. ]
--Hello out there ow! My name is Tyki Mikk ow, and I...appear to be lost? Ow. Ow. Ow.
[ A pause. ]
--Yes, I appear to be very lost! And the nice old lady currently beating me with her walking stick seems to be at a loss for words when it comes to giving newcomers directions! Ow. Does anyone know where I can go to get some food? Ow; could you stop that? Preferably for free and sans nice old crazy people?
[ That background noise gets louder. ]
Wait, no: I didn't mean it...!
[ / End Voice Feed ]
[ ooc | As with Tyki's last stint here, he's got a communicator for each "Side" of his life -- this first post will be with his "White" communicator. ]