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fail_assassin) wrote2010-03-02 09:54 pm
fail_assassin) wrote2010-03-02 09:54 pm
Episode 12: The Chase [Accidental Voice Post]
[BZZZAP!] Ouch! A-ah!
[There's a jumble of metal and plastic... --things being held between her two small arms, before Flonne finally manages to get a hold of them. She breathes out a soft sigh of relief.]
Phew... Shh... Please be quiet, Mr. Communicator! There's--
[Something can be heard collapsing onto the floor from above, causing various store goods to topple over and for Flonne to let out a startled shriek of surprise.]
Wh-wh-who's there?!
[. . .]
KYAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
[Running, running, running! Suddenly, the Fallen Angel can be heard running from a Marionette. Stumbling out into the street of the Shopping District with her arms full of hockey gear for God-only-knows-what reason.]
I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!!
[Flonne apologizes profusely in a moment of fright-induced panic, before the feed finally times out.]
[There's a jumble of metal and plastic... --things being held between her two small arms, before Flonne finally manages to get a hold of them. She breathes out a soft sigh of relief.]
Phew... Shh... Please be quiet, Mr. Communicator! There's--
[Something can be heard collapsing onto the floor from above, causing various store goods to topple over and for Flonne to let out a startled shriek of surprise.]
Wh-wh-who's there?!
[. . .]
KYAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
[Running, running, running! Suddenly, the Fallen Angel can be heard running from a Marionette. Stumbling out into the street of the Shopping District with her arms full of hockey gear for God-only-knows-what reason.]
I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!!
[Flonne apologizes profusely in a moment of fright-induced panic, before the feed finally times out.]