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[First there's the sound of a controller clicking and video game background music.]

Nathan: Hey, watch me run over this fat bloke. Run fat boy run! Awww he's fucked up my car!

[A pause. There are gunshots and the sound of a woman screaming from the video game system, all very obviously fake.]

Barry: We need to play the game for real. If we give him his money, I think he'll let ___ go.

Alisha: [Skeptically,] So... now all we need is a hundred grand.

[Another pause, then Barry speaks, a little hesitantly.]

Barry: We could rob a bank.

Curtis: [His voice is deeper than Nathan's, and he sounds fairly neutral.] We need a car.

Nathan: Yeah, okay. Let's rob a bank.

[There are footsteps before another man speaks. Where the previous speakers were obviously quite young, this man sounds like an adult. A very indifferent adult, at that.]

Shaun: What's that?

Barry: [Quickly,] Nothing.

Shaun: Really, that's funny, isn't it. Sounds to me like you're planning on robbing a bank.

Nathan: No, no, no no... I said, uh... let's have a big wank. Communal masturbation. The oooolld circlejerk.

[A jingle of keys.]

Shaun: Go clean my car.

Nathan: I don't think cleaning your car was what they had in mind when they gave us community service!

Shaun: Well, I'm a member of the community, and my car needs cleaning. Aaaand I don't give a shit.

Curtis: [Deliberately] The man wants his car washed.

Alisha: [Equally as deliberately] He's giving us his keys so we can clean his car.

Curtis: [Frustrated,] For fuck's sake!

[There are footsteps, then the sound of a car door opening and closing.]

Nathan: We're stealing his car! Right, yeah, I get it. Let's go!

[OOC: Memory can be found here and goes from 0:00 to 01:26. I suggest you watch it because the voices convey a lot more than I can in text. XD]

It is possible! ...she'll try to help lol.

Date: 2011-01-28 03:32 am (UTC)
ghost_of_00: STARING AT A DOOR (Cicadas won't freaking shut up)
From: [personal profile] ghost_of_00
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[there's a response for this situation--what was it again?]

Likewise.
From: [identity profile] notamelonfucker.livejournal.com
[WELP SHE PROBABLY HATES HIM. He's just going to. Surreptitiously tuck the radio underneath his flat mat of a pillow and look at the journal for the hundredth time. Bye 00.]
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