gig #3

[xistentialblues]

[Lots of static, thought when there's not static it's mostly the sound of the storm. That goes on for a moment, then there's a loud sound. A gunshot, perhaps.]

-ay. Son of a b-

[more static and the feed cuts out.]

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ACTION!

[xistentialblues]

[oh no you didn't. If not for this goddamn storm, he'd have brought his sax with him, then he could blow this fucker's brains out regardless of that thing on his head. In any case, he is Not Happy and he'll be running after him and attempting to shoot for something vital.]

ACTION!

[xistentialblues]

[oshi- he dodges to the side, slipping on the ice and crashing down beside his mother's corpse. Damn it.]

[bellstoll]

...You alive?

[xistentialblues]

I'm not the one wh-

[static]

-cker!

[bellstoll]

...You too, huh.

It ain't real.

[xistentialblues]

What's that supposed to mean!? [sounds like he's running through the storm.]