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milliways_bar2010-12-15 05:28 pm
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The past few days have been so strange.
It hasn't been just this place she is apparently trapped in, but it's also herself.
Her craving for electricity, of all things.
Going to the bathroom had been an odd and confusing exercise as well. What the hell is wrong with her body?
At least there were tons of neat things in the pockets and bags of the patrons of this place. She was playing with a Swiss Army knife she had pickpocketed earlier when she saw the karaoke machine sitting in the corner, looking lonely.
Abandoned. Ignored. Poor karaoke machine. What kind of lame bar is this?
Wait, the mike isn't wireless. She looks through the army knife's tools, and finds what she is looking for. Wire strippers.
---
♪"I got a big bag of crabs here!"♫
♪"I'm gonna put them in my mouth, Oh yes!"♫
Why am I singing? Why am I singing?!
♪"I'm gonna run through the town on a market day"♩
♬"Everyone is going to look at me and say"♫
♩"I gotta mouth full of crabs!"♪
She starts working on the microphone wire while, for some reason, she starts dancing and singing gibberish.
♪"That's how I will sound with a mouth full of crabs!"♪
♪"I got a big bag of crabs here!"♫
Another verse?
♪"I'm gonna put them in my mouth, Oh yes!"♫
There is one small consolation though. She managed to expose a small bit of the copper in the microphone wire and the juice coming from the machine tastes nice and evil. Wait, what?
♪"I'm gonna run through the town on a market day"♩
♬"Everyone is going to look at me and say"♫
♩"I gotta mouth full of crabs!"♪
Okay, whatever, the longer the song, the better.
Poor karaoke machine.
Fake Tag: Evil Chicken's lost little robot
It hasn't been just this place she is apparently trapped in, but it's also herself.
Her craving for electricity, of all things.
Going to the bathroom had been an odd and confusing exercise as well. What the hell is wrong with her body?
At least there were tons of neat things in the pockets and bags of the patrons of this place. She was playing with a Swiss Army knife she had pickpocketed earlier when she saw the karaoke machine sitting in the corner, looking lonely.
Abandoned. Ignored. Poor karaoke machine. What kind of lame bar is this?
Wait, the mike isn't wireless. She looks through the army knife's tools, and finds what she is looking for. Wire strippers.
---
♪"I got a big bag of crabs here!"♫
♪"I'm gonna put them in my mouth, Oh yes!"♫
Why am I singing? Why am I singing?!
♪"I'm gonna run through the town on a market day"♩
♬"Everyone is going to look at me and say"♫
♩"I gotta mouth full of crabs!"♪
She starts working on the microphone wire while, for some reason, she starts dancing and singing gibberish.
♪"That's how I will sound with a mouth full of crabs!"♪
♪"I got a big bag of crabs here!"♫
Another verse?
♪"I'm gonna put them in my mouth, Oh yes!"♫
There is one small consolation though. She managed to expose a small bit of the copper in the microphone wire and the juice coming from the machine tastes nice and evil. Wait, what?
♪"I'm gonna run through the town on a market day"♩
♬"Everyone is going to look at me and say"♫
♩"I gotta mouth full of crabs!"♪
Okay, whatever, the longer the song, the better.
Poor karaoke machine.
Fake Tag: Evil Chicken's lost little robot
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Cue one staring sick woman wrapped in a blanket.
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There is a bit of improvisation on the gibberish, but so far the second verse was the exact same as the first. Was it a song with only one verse? What was with the repetition?
♪"That's how I will sound with a mouth full of crabs!"♪
♪"I got a big bag of crabs here!"♫
♪"I'm gonna put them in my mouth, Oh yes!"♫
If the song continued like this. Well.. how dreadfully boring!
She waves at the woman with the sensitive ears. Maybe she was beginning to get sick when they met? No wonder she winced at her shouting. Headaches suck.
Mercifully, the music coming out of the machine is becoming quieter by small increments.