Malcolm Tucker (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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eachdraidh2014-12-08 09:57 am
asafp) wrote in eachdraidh2014-12-08 09:57 am
[Text; Open] -> [Audio; Seelie] Backdated to the 3rd
Fuck me.
[That's it that's the post.
If you're not a member of the Seelie court, that is. After another moment -- or a few -- the audio and the lock switch on.]
[Audio; Seelie-locked]
[The following is the sound of a Glaswegian who is both exhausted and quietly trying to sustain his brittle grasp on reality.]
Right, this message ought to only be goin' out to members of the, ah, Seelie Court. Hoping there's a friendly soul somewhere in the area of Daonna who can help a poor traveler in gettin' to the castle. Supposedly those fluttery lights were meant to drop me off at it, but I guess they got lost somewhere on the Yellow Brick Fucking Road.
Bargained my way into a room at the inn temporarily, but I don't wanna find out how the pig man's gonna make me pay once I run out of currency. I hear one of their orgasms lasts for half an hour.
[All right, Malc, reign it in for a minute. You've got no clout here, and you want these people to want to help you out, right?
Right.]
Any assistance would be [and here he is trying really hard to be cordial and professional:] greatly appreciated.
[That's it that's the post.
If you're not a member of the Seelie court, that is. After another moment -- or a few -- the audio and the lock switch on.]
[Audio; Seelie-locked]
[The following is the sound of a Glaswegian who is both exhausted and quietly trying to sustain his brittle grasp on reality.]
Right, this message ought to only be goin' out to members of the, ah, Seelie Court. Hoping there's a friendly soul somewhere in the area of Daonna who can help a poor traveler in gettin' to the castle. Supposedly those fluttery lights were meant to drop me off at it, but I guess they got lost somewhere on the Yellow Brick Fucking Road.
Bargained my way into a room at the inn temporarily, but I don't wanna find out how the pig man's gonna make me pay once I run out of currency. I hear one of their orgasms lasts for half an hour.
[All right, Malc, reign it in for a minute. You've got no clout here, and you want these people to want to help you out, right?
Right.]
Any assistance would be [and here he is trying really hard to be cordial and professional:] greatly appreciated.