Voice || End of his Tether

[notjustinthemirror]

Alright. I fucking give up. Who the hell did I piss off this time?

I've impaled myself on my own mannequins, lit myself on fire, knocked a building down on my head, and I don't even want to know what the fuck I just teleported into, but it smells like something crawled up an asshole and died there.

[There's a loud crash and some scrabbling noises.]

And I almost got decapitated by a window.

What the fuck?

Comments

[hopecanruinyou]

I don't want to die any kind of death, really.

[notjustinthemirror]

You planning on living forever?

[hopecanruinyou]

Not really but I don't really want to die any time soon either.

[notjustinthemirror]

From what I hear, if you die here you just come right back. So might be a good place to give it a trial run.

((OOC: I'm on mobile and i'm pretty sure I just blocked you and then subscribed to you and who knows what else. I'm sorry. D:))

[hopecanruinyou]

That seems like the kind of thing that could have a really disastrous trial run if you're wrong.

((OOC: lmao no worries, i know that struggle.))

[notjustinthemirror]

Well then you're dead and you don't have to worry about things like right or wrong.