1st Win [Voice] Things just keep getting worse.

[blueberried]

[A tapping of buttons is the first thing you can hear coming from the feed; someone's trying to figure out the journal- but they're not tapping rapidly, they're actually seeing what things do.]

Is this thing like a mobile phone? Hey? Is anyone out there?

[She's starting to get annoyed with this.]

I was just in that crazy factory! And now I'm out here in the snow and I can't find my dad and you can't let a girl freeze!

[She's been through enough today, so she's weary already. Would someone be a dear and direct her to somewhere she won't freeze to death?

Have a little whine as fiddles with the buttons some more, turning the feed off.]

... Mister Wonka? If this is another one of your tricks, then I don't like it one bit!

I just wanna go home, already...


((ooc; please excuse the badly photoshopped icons. I'm nowhere near a photoshop to make them better. ;-;))

Comments

[likeablueberry.livejournal.com]

You don't know Willy Wonka? Everyone knows about Mister Wonka.

[divine_storm]

Maybe where you're from, but no. I'm pretty sure almost no one here knows who that guy is.

[likeablueberry.livejournal.com]

That's screw- [Whoops, shouldn't be swearing] messed up!

[divine_storm]

Why is not knowing one guy from where you are screwed up? *yeah, she doesn't care about that*