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cape_kore2012-11-07 11:01 pm
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¡peligro! x 001 x audio/video
[The audio feed is a mess of scuffling and cursing. That's the sound of the fountain, there's the sound of your broadcaster stumbling and hitting the ground (with a squeak, so enjoy that), and--ah--
[Here's the video. It's hard to see him immediately; his fingers scraping and scrambling over the screen do a pretty good job of hiding his face--and his expression, crunched tight in panic and confusion and anger--] No. No, no! get off! Fuckers, you sh-shitsucking bastards, you don't get me. You don't get me, I fucking swear, I will zap every last one of you cumstains-- [Where does it break it has to be breakable everything breaks how do you get this thing off?!
[What did you want him to notice it's on? Maybe later. Excuse him as he bites at the wristband of the communicator.]
[Here's the video. It's hard to see him immediately; his fingers scraping and scrambling over the screen do a pretty good job of hiding his face--and his expression, crunched tight in panic and confusion and anger--] No. No, no! get off! Fuckers, you sh-shitsucking bastards, you don't get me. You don't get me, I fucking swear, I will zap every last one of you cumstains-- [Where does it break it has to be breakable everything breaks how do you get this thing off?!
[What did you want him to notice it's on? Maybe later. Excuse him as he bites at the wristband of the communicator.]
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'n while you're at it, please don't record it. Most people here will have nightmares for years if they got to see that shit.
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Hawkeye. You?
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You got a machete?
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Got a really big knife. Not a machete but I've seen it make clean cuts before. [ ...he should not be authorizing use of a weapon to this guy, should he? ]
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[And he will be! On the edge of the fountain, still picking at the communicator.]
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[ Clint has his hands tucked in his pockets as he wanders over eventually (leaving the bow at home but he still has a gun holster strapped to his thigh...back-ups are always good!) before his brow arches up at the sight of...Party Poison. He lives up to the name. ]
It's not going anywhere anytime soon, yanno.
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[ He leans over, pulling a bowie knife from his combat boot. ] You said you needed a knife?
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Not really but still. Clint stares at him for a moment before setting the knife beside Poison. ] What? You think I was fuckin' with you?
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