[Voice Entry]

[dontcallmeangus]

...My Swiss Army Knife just tried to kill me.

And then when I managed to knock it out, my jacket tried to take revenge.  It used its sleeves to punch me.

Team Science...I'm not an expert in this field, so...I'd like to know what the hell's goin' on.

Comments

[noliektinyspace]

Use the knife to cut it?

[Voice]

[dontcallmeangus]

Huh? Oh, no need! Managed to out-box it. It was actually a pretty fun time, if I think about it.

Not enough that I'd hope for it to happen again, but-

[a crash followed by a series of thumps]

...The chair?

...Well, looks like it's round two! 'Scuse me, got some housework to do.

[noliektinyspace]

I think you should just burn down your house then.

[EVERYTHING HE POSTS IS VOICE]

[dontcallmeangus]

Kinda like it this way, actually! Sure makes for an interesting breakfast!

[ineedaconstant]

We would love to know why this is happening too.

Some people say it's possession...but from the looks of it, the things are acting by their own.

[Voice]

[dontcallmeangus]

Yeah, and that's the darndest thing about 'em. It's not like they're actin' at random. They're all out to get people nearby. Unless we've got a massive influx of angry ghosts, I'm at a loss.

[geekofthegate]

Wouldn't we all, Mac. Wouldn't we all.

[can't help laughing] You know, I would have loved to be there to see you boxing your jacket. The...knife sounds a little frightening, though. How on earth did you beat that?

And you certainly aren't the only one, by the way. Kang and I just had a battle with a mean-spirited sharpie marker yesterday and-

[something tips over in the background. Daniel yelps]

What-?!!

...

Mac, you had to go and jynx it by mentioning living furniture. My bedside lamp just came to life and is flailing its cord at me.

[a strange electrical hissing sound is in the background. Daniel muttering, "What IS it with these things growling at me?!" A shotgun cocks]

Excuse me a second.

[shotgun blast. Sound of shattering ceramic, and the hissing comes to an abrupt stop]

...[sadly] I really liked that lamp.

[dontcallmeangus]

Yeah! I was lucky I didn't have to tear the jacket, but a coupla good hooks, and it was down.

My knife was easier! I know that thing better'n the back of my hand...though they got reacquainted real quick. After that, just kept my foot on it until it gave up the ghost.

Shame about your lamp, though. We'll get'cha a new one after this is over.

[geekofthegate]

Wish my sharpie had gone down that easy. I had it locked in a drawer for several hours and it didn't die. We had to chase it around the room and finally snapped it in half - unfortunately, I don't think that black stain is every going to come out of my carpet...

Yeah, there's probably a furniture store around here with something not broken in it, if I can't find one in one of the other apartments.
...[sighs] Well, these last few weeks have been anything but boring, huh?

[dontcallmeangus]

Wouldn't have it any other way! Boredom's never fun, right?

[Voice]

[bozakcommander]

I'm not sure what the hell is going on. I can sense something from the things coming to life, but I can't tell if it's magic or something else.

...at least that refridgerator hasn't attacked me yet. It just stares.

[Voice]

[dontcallmeangus]

Ask it out to dinner? Maybe you two could become friends!

[Voice]

[bozakcommander]

[Chuckle]

It has eyes, not a mouth.

[Voice]

[dontcallmeangus]

How 'bout sign language? Tell it to give you a cup of ice for yes, try to kill ya with a door full o' ketchup for no!

[doctor_of_time]

Ooh, there's hardly anything worse than having one of your most trusty tools turn against you. You have my sympathies. Did you manage to sort out that Swiss Army Knife situation, then? And the, er...jacket, you said it was?

[dontcallmeangus]

Yep, sure did, Doc! Managed to calm down the chair too, though that took a bit more. Gotta say, this is weird, but kinda fun.