MICKEY MILKOVICH (
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maskormenace2017-07-04 05:50 pm
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[ audio ] cw: a bit gore, a bit sexual vulgarity
[ It's only a voice that erupts over the network - clearly male, and deeply accented in what most could probably tell is Chicagoan, and if not, at least Northern and urban. That, and not terribly impressed with the state of things. ]
Who the fuck thought it was a good idea to use your limited amount of magic teleporting knick-knacks to link up to three bumfuck goddamn nowhere towns in Shitsville, Fuckyou Falls, and De Bullshit, USA? [ He only remembered the 'Falls' and the 'De' part, okay, he's improvising. You know what he means. ] I never even heard of these backwater trash dumps. They're probably run by hillbilly cannibals, and you know anything that ends is 'Falls' is gonna be a place where you lure dipshit teenagers to get the fuck murdered outta them, then probably stitched into a nasty skin sweater for ol' Billy Bob Psycho to wear to the family reunion, like that's gotta be horror movie law by now, anyone feel me on that?
[ Like 'Silent Hill', anything that sounds like it would make a nice landscape portrait is probably, most definitely, trying to kill you. That's what pop culture has taught Mickey, and he's sticking to his ghetto, thank you very much. At least no one there is a cannibal. Well, outwardly. ]
No one thought of, I dunno, New York? LA? Chicago? [ emphasis there, because that's the one he's really missing. ] Any of those places people actually give at least two almost-flaming fucks about? I dunno, maybe four, maybe some of you assholes have an excess of fucks to spread around, good for you, 'cause I'm all outta them at this point.
[ You can hear a snort, and it's easy to imagine Mickey shaking his head on the other end of the line. A brief pause, a reprieve from Mickey's stream of profane consciousness, and the last bit comes more sobered, almost bored. ]
That said, who do you gotta blow around here to get a lift to Chicago? I know a hot, ginger twink lookin' to arrange some travel plans.
Also got like a suitcase full'a knives up for trade. Hit me up.
Who the fuck thought it was a good idea to use your limited amount of magic teleporting knick-knacks to link up to three bumfuck goddamn nowhere towns in Shitsville, Fuckyou Falls, and De Bullshit, USA? [ He only remembered the 'Falls' and the 'De' part, okay, he's improvising. You know what he means. ] I never even heard of these backwater trash dumps. They're probably run by hillbilly cannibals, and you know anything that ends is 'Falls' is gonna be a place where you lure dipshit teenagers to get the fuck murdered outta them, then probably stitched into a nasty skin sweater for ol' Billy Bob Psycho to wear to the family reunion, like that's gotta be horror movie law by now, anyone feel me on that?
[ Like 'Silent Hill', anything that sounds like it would make a nice landscape portrait is probably, most definitely, trying to kill you. That's what pop culture has taught Mickey, and he's sticking to his ghetto, thank you very much. At least no one there is a cannibal. Well, outwardly. ]
No one thought of, I dunno, New York? LA? Chicago? [ emphasis there, because that's the one he's really missing. ] Any of those places people actually give at least two almost-flaming fucks about? I dunno, maybe four, maybe some of you assholes have an excess of fucks to spread around, good for you, 'cause I'm all outta them at this point.
[ You can hear a snort, and it's easy to imagine Mickey shaking his head on the other end of the line. A brief pause, a reprieve from Mickey's stream of profane consciousness, and the last bit comes more sobered, almost bored. ]
That said, who do you gotta blow around here to get a lift to Chicago? I know a hot, ginger twink lookin' to arrange some travel plans.
Also got like a suitcase full'a knives up for trade. Hit me up.
[voice] cw: sexual vulgarity, he is honestly so terrible I'm sorry
[ mickey barks a laugh, something incredulous sounding, and this feels like talking to a less sociopathic carl gallagher. ]
Hey, look on the bright side, now that her infant brat's fucked off out of the house, your mom can host all the gang bang parties she wants, maybe blow a few neighbors and get that bathroom remodeled. Must be real happy, just to get away from listening to your shit all day.
[voice] It's all good.
[The jab as his mother doesn't even ruffle him. He sounds rather bored, honestly.] Never knew my mum.
[How true this is unknown, but he sounds honest.]
[voice]
[ empathy and sympathy are things hard won from mickey, so there isn't much of a beat missed. ]
You gonna cry about it, tough guy? We need to call up a counselor, have a little share circle?
[voice]
And moving on -] Do you not understand what I'm saying?
[voice]
[ do business, sell weaponry, make a deal to get up state in exchange for sexual favors to be preformed by someone not him. ]
[voice] Sorry the slow. IRL Happened a bit :(
[?? because walking is A Thing in his world. A Big Thing.]
[voice] no worries!!
no subject
no subject
[ no, he knows what pokemon is, at least loosely, but he's just being a twat at this point. ]
The kind you murder people with.
[Now to Vid] /face in hands at Niko.
[And promptly ignoring the whole 'murder' bit, because, you know, that's just... talk... right? (Oh video game child, what you will learn come the Swear-in.)] I want one.
[He just wants it for the sake of it.]
video!!
[ that thing looks like a fucking mutant, and mickey doesn't want it anywhere near him, nor does he want to know anything else about it. fuck, this place is weird.
ah, okay, possible customer. possible 14? 14 year old customer. whatever, so long as he's paying, who cares? ] You got cash?
video