Post-It: ETD 00:20am

[maced_eggs]

...The fuck's happening? I wake up an' the entire bloody network's screaming their heads off.

Give it a rest. Some people're trying to sleep, y'know.

S'rude.

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[tallwithfeelings]

You can turn off your computer.

[hello he has no idea how this place works]

[maced_eggs]

No I can't bloody well do that. It makes beeps an' things. E'rry time you talk, it makes nose. A man's got to sleep.

[tallwithfeelings]

[He's just assuming "warden" here; even though he's seen prisoners talking over this thing there's a big part of him that goes "INTERNET ACCESS = NOT AN INMATE".]

Why are you sleeping on the job? Who's your supervisor?

[maced_eggs]

Don't have a fuckin' supervisor. Don't have a job.

Unless you mean Gwenny. Gwen doesn't care if I sleep in.

[this_corrosion]

What, sleep? It's fucking -

[Gary goes to check his watch, looks inside his sleeve, then remembers he doesn't wear a watch.]

- fucking early is what it is, stop bitching.

[maced_eggs]

Fuckin'-...

Gary?!

[This is Mason rolling out of his bed in surprise and dropping onto the floor]

Ow.

[this_corrosion]

What?

[He checks behind him, in case it's another Gary that happened to be standing in the vicinity.

Looks like it's him. Oops, now he has to pretend to remember.]

Yeah, what uh - what can I do for you?

[Voice]

[smilingbluff]

Oh. Hello. I'm sorry if I disturbed you.

Say, this isn't the segment of my show where I take calls. I was just about to discuss the quarterly earnings at Strex. Unless you had something you wanted to say about that? Otherwise, I really will have to ask you to call back at the appropriate time.

[Voice]

[maced_eggs]

Considering I know fuck-all about Strex..

Who is this? What d'you want?

[Voice]

[smilingbluff]

Now, such language. Tsk. Tsk. We are on the air you know.

Me? My name is Kevin and it is a pleasure to meet you.

What do I want? Nothing, I suppose. I have my studio and my work. What more could a radio host want?

[smokeinhalation]

Yes, Mason, some people are and yet you're calling me in the middle of the night, making absolutely no sense. [ Not that this should surprise her, of course. ] What did you take?

[maced_eggs]

...Daisy?

[smokeinhalation]

Good guess. [ She lets out an annoyed huff. ] If you're calling for Georgia, she wasn't here when I went to bed and I'm not getting out to see if she's here now. You can call her in the morning, like a civilized person.

[changeitroundsome]

Do we have to go through this every time there's a breach in the network? Ya'll would have thought they'd have some for of ad up by now. 'Any accidental visitors sign in here', or something.

[Ugh, all these people reaching out and finding loved ones, it's gross.]

[maced_eggs]

Sorry, Doc. It's the way of the Barge.

You see the blonde girl talking to me?

[changeitroundsome]

The one you're calling Daisy?

[itsjustfate]

What is this? Who are you?

[maced_eggs]

Mason. Who the fuck're you, then?

[itsjustfate]

I...

Call me Tessa. How are you doing this again?

i'm gonna try okok

[1982]

Well maybe you should of tried to sleep before 3 o'clock in the fuckin' afternoon.

[ ... it's 3pm for her, at least ]

eeeee omg. :3

[maced_eggs]

[Mason, rather than look put out, breaks into an ecstatic grin]

Hello, Roxy.

Two for four now, am I?

[1982]

... For saying some shit that doesn't make any sense? Sure. Two for four.

[ not that there's much punch behind the words, but it's basically her way of saying "what the fuck are you talking about" ]

[aunaturale]

Sorry! I promise I'll try to keep it down.

[She even pantomimes zipping her lips for effect.]

[maced_eggs]

All righ', all righ'.

...Hello, beautiful.

[aunaturale]

[Her smile is a little shy. She's certainly not all that insecure about going around with her face bare these days, but she's still not all that used to being told she's beautiful from a complete stranger. And that includes from before she died.]

Hello, [she says with a soft laugh.] What's your name?