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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[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Usually, Pokey wouldn't be this brave though he would be this stupid when he picks up the receiver. He's still terrified of you Slugger, but he's able to keep it out of his voice pretty well. For now.]

You know what?

Score's 1-1. Let's call it a tie and hang it up.

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[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[demented giggling—this can't possibly bode well]

Alriiight~

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[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Good.

So...leave me alone, freakshow.

[thelittlecanary.livejournal.com]

...A-are you sure that what you lost was stolen?

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[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[Just you wait, Pokey.

Just you wait.

Tonight, while you sleep, a visit may be in order.]


[receiver click]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

Positive.

[thelittlecanary.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry. I hope that what you lost is returned to you, whatever it was.

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[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Well, he guesses that's taken care of, so he'll put the receiver down and let out a shaking little sigh.]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

It must be taken by force.

[thelittlecanary.livejournal.com]

Even if they return it peacefully?...

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

They won't.

[No faith in humanity whatsoever, which is reasonable considering the suspect.]

[thelittlecanary.livejournal.com]

Then I suppose you have every right.

[LOL, polar opposite right hurr.]

...What is your name?

[insectoidalien.livejournal.com]

[She's pretty sure you mean that bat, but in case you are referring to the removal of your innards, Tak thinks probably best to see if you recognize her voice.]

What got stolen from you?

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

Agreed.

[At least there's something they can agree to.]


Name... They call me Lil' Slugger.

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[Losing his innards is much less tolerable than losing his bat. This is completely logical.

As for her voice, nothing clicks.]

My bat.

[thelittlecanary.livejournal.com]

[Well, she does believe in justice, just as long as the punishment fits the crime.

But that's odd. Does he not have a proper name? Perhaps it's a nickname.]

I'm Garnet. I hope you can get back what was taken from you, Lil' Slugger.

[insectoidalien.livejournal.com]

[Good. Dissection subjects are no good when they can come back and tell you how they feel about it least it wasn't a vivisection, right?]

Get another one.

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[Come 3:30 AM, have a stalker standing quietly over your bed.]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[In fact he doesn't have a real name. Isn't it tragic?]

Thanks, Miss Garnet~ [is confident that he will]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[If that were the case, he would be demanding results.]

Not satisfactory. I want mine.

[insectoidalien.livejournal.com]

[hurr hurr Tak is pretty sure a certain 400 year old kid is going to get his head bashed in YET AGAIN, so she thinks she ought to dissuade you.]

It's just a bat. What's so special about it?

[thelittlecanary.livejournal.com]

[It truly is.]

Oh, it's no trouble...do you have an idea of who might be the culprit?

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[One would think said 400 year old kid would have been smart enough to hide his 400 year old face. It's his own fault, really, and for that he doesn't deserve to keep what he stole.

Which brings him to the whole point...]

Nothing. Humans stealing from me is unacceptable.

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

Yes. The boy who killed my drone.

[thelittlecanary.livejournal.com]

He killed you and stole from you?... [Sounds very ill at ease about having yet another bad person in Mayfield.] How did you find out it was him? I mean, you were droned...