Voice || Alone in a Box

[notjustinthemirror]

Well this is fucking boring.

If this keeps going I'm willing to take one for the team, fill this coffin with alcohol and set it ablaze. Shoot this shit into the roof of the cave via explosion.

All I ask is you honor my memory by punching Fear in the face.

Comments

[notjustinthemirror]

Well they picked the wrong guy to put in a box didn't they?

Fuck this is boring.

[synthedick]

You could try sleeping to pass the time. Wouldn't want to use up all your air talking, now would you?

[notjustinthemirror]

I can't sleep. And I don't breathe.

So I have all the time in the world to be bored. What about you? How's that air supply going?

[synthedick]

Sounds like we're in a similar situation. You a synth?

[notjustinthemirror]

A what? Like a piano? No.

I'm a demon.

[synthedick]

[Now he's trying to picture what kind of people would call themselves demons, not realizing that's a literal term. When from a world where ghouls and super mutants are commonplace, one doesn't assume he knows what all radiation has done to folks, or what they call themselves.

Then again, he's not in Kansas anymore, so to speak, and sometimes, the best way to get information is to simply ask.]

Not familiar with those. You care to explain them to me?

[notjustinthemirror]

Don't breathe or eat or sleep.

I make alcohol, I'm an Alcohol Demon.

It's significantly more impressive when I follow this up by levitating a bunch of bottles in a whirlwind around me instead of being in a box so please, try to imagine it.

[synthedick]

... and you're the one who said my name sounds like a bunch of baloney.

[notjustinthemirror]

Well you're not getting the full package with the floating and the telekinesis. You can blame Fear for this.

[synthedick]

The god? He usually do things like this?

[notjustinthemirror]

Sometimes. He also infests the place with monsters and all kinds of shit.

Buried alive is new, and honestly, pretty creative for him. He's not known for his originality.

[synthedick]

He got a reason for doing this? A good one?

[Because he's not at all warm on anything he's heard thus far.]

[notjustinthemirror]

Probably for shits and giggles.

[synthedick]

Neither of which is in the ballpark of 'good.'

[Oh hey, is that the sound of digging on Nick's end of the line? You bet it is. Sounds like someone is getting rescued soon.]

[notjustinthemirror]

I would say that depends on your perspective, I'm sure he's getting something out of this.

Sounds like you've found a friend.

[synthedick]

Or they found me. Haven't been here long enough for friends, but I'm not about to complain when I'm buried in a box. I'll take what I can get.

[notjustinthemirror]

Well have fun on the other side. Get a few punches in for me if Fear shows up to see his work firsthand.

[synthedick]

I'll let you know how it goes.

[Click. Enjoy your time in the hole, Demon.]