three | line drive monster [unfiltered]

[strike_you_out]

[The phone is picked up, a call is placed. The voice on the line is, at first, dangerously calm—]

To the one who stole what's mine...

[—only to become a sharply hissed whisper]

I will find you.

[After being droned, humiliated, and murdered (and ultimately dissected by his attackers), this is what tips him into a rage: his missing bat.]

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[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[Well, now that he's got what he came for... he turns, ready to leave.]

I'll give it back. When Mayfield gives me back mine.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[That's...that's kind of pointless, but alright. Pokey'll just give a little "mmhm" noise and nod, quite happy to have you finally get to leaving.]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[Pointless to you, but to him being without a bat is like being a reaper without a scythe. Anyway...]

Sleep tight, Pokey Minch.


[If it sounds like 'Pokey Minchi', blame his accent. Grinning, he vanishes right through the door.]