Audio/Video

[raisedinabox]

[Audio clatters on! You get to enjoy a thick southern accent a little way off from the communicator, and the sounds of someone rummaging through closets.]

Gawd, place this fancy, you'd think he'd be stocking something other than rabbit food and wine?[A door slams, and the voice gets louder as she abandons her search of the kitchen and approaches

Comments

[flashy_magic]

Could you please shut up?

[raisedinabox]

[SOUTHERN BELLE VOICE ACTIVATE]

Oh, I'm sorry, I wasn't disturbin' you none, was I?

[flashy_magic]

Yes, you disturb me. Greatly.

[raisedinabox]

Well, tough titty, little missy. In case you ain't noticed, this ain't some high falutin' debutante ball you're attending; if you can't take talkin' to a real woman then you can butt right the way out.

Written - Troooolllllololol

[emptyyourself]

..."Providing-for"?

Your concern for your son's well-being is touching. It really does bring a tear to the eye to see such motherly affection.

Video

[raisedinabox]

Why should I be concerned? He's got a nice room on a cruise liner full'a little old ladies far as I can tell. He grew up with the stones to stand worse than this.

Written

[emptyyourself]

And yet, here he is, suffering, presumably, an assault by Mummy Dearest. Do you suppose he is enjoying himself?

I assure you, a nice room hardly balances out the psychological trauma this place causes, and the little old ladies are not a staple.

[God, parents. Why must you be worse than the students inmates?]

Written

[raisedinabox]

He's fine. You know, this boy could use a few days walking in my shoes; he keeps himself so stuffed up that if he didn't cut loose and have a little fun once in a while then I swear he would just explode. If you think about it, I'm doin' him a favor.

[Where do you think those fucked up little monsters came from?]

[paradoxlol]

[ARTHUR REMEMBERS PUSHING YOUR PROJECTION DOWN SOME STAIRS AFTER SHE FLASHED HER VAJAYJAY AT HIM.

He will be avoiding you so you don't molest him again :c]

[raisedinabox]

[PTHH, YOU'RE NOT MAN ENOUGH FOR REAL BOBBI ANYWAY.

And she doesn't wanna be pushed down any stairs :c]

[captain_jtkirk]

Your Jimmy sounds a lot like mine.

[raisedinabox]

Yeah? Well, my heart goes out to you if you're right about that.

[HO HO HO.]

So what's yours like?

[captain_jtkirk]

An idiot genius full of dumb moves that somehow work out in his favor.

[raisedinabox]

Don't know if I'd go so far as to call my kid a genius. Still, he does have this way for always landin' on his feet I guess.

So what's he do, your boy? He one of the inmates here?

SLOW BUT DAMMIT TAGGING!

[championoftime]

Ah [Oh my, so intimidated.] I'm your son's warden, miss, but I'm afraid our pairing is rather fresh.

YAY TAGS <3

[raisedinabox]

You are? Well, I insist that you come take me on a tour of this ship; and maybe you and me can get to know each other just a tad?

[championoftime]

[Skeered.]

Well, ah, I could. Yes. There's... not much to know really. [There's lots to know, but women with scary sex eyes are terrifying.] but I would like to raise some inquiries concerning Jim.

[raisedinabox]

Well, I'm sure you and me could find ourselves talkin' about him as you were givin' me a full guided tour around this place.

[HINT HINT. COME ENTERTAIN A GIRL WHY DON'T YOU?]