[The audio is filled with thrashing and crashing- screaming, breaking, ear-splitting slams as the communicator is beaten against anything and everything Loz takes a swing at or throws. Feel free to notice a disturbance... His rampage is only heightened by the fact that the communicator had been shocking him, though in his situation, he does nothing to aid himself. It's only luck that he turned the comm on in all of this.
Panicked breathing- hyperventilating even- as he whimpers and moans shrilly to himself, "no... nooo... NO nng..." The disturbance slows to nothing but heavy breathing and whining, as if Loz is trying to remember something, or find something he's lost, circling the room he's currently in. He clutches at his head, pressing the comm against it and the video clicks on. Nothing but darkness, as it's pressed against his head. The camera moves back suddenly, jolts forward, jolts back as he beats the palms of his hands against his head, racking his brain.]
Yaz? YAZ?? YAZOO?! YAZOO!! Stop it stop it- STOP IT!! COME BACK- STOP HIDING FROM ME, YAZOO, I DON'T LIKE IT!!
( Cut to Save Flists )
m-M-Mother... MOTHER! MOTHER MOTHER!!
MOTHEEEERRRR!!! --Kadaj...
KADAAAAAAAAJ!!
- FIFTEEN ◊Accidental Audio//Video◊
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wrecks_meanies- August 16th, 2009
Devastated
