canthearyou: (BONZAI LIKE IN WWII BANZAI)
[Those checking their Gears right now might hear a familiar voice. What’s odd though is that the same voice is also coming from the radio if one is listening to that.]

HELLO. IS THIS THING ON? THIS IS GORDON, GORDON COLE. I SEEM TO BE IN A RADIO STATION OF SOME SORT. I’M NOT SURE HOW THIS HAPPENED, BUT PLEASE SEND HELP IMMEDIATELY. THANK YOU.

I APPEAR TO BE OKAY, JUST DISPLACED. SORT OF LIKE WHEN I GOT HERE. IF SOMEONE COULD ALERT AGENTS COOPER AND ROSENFIELD TO THE SITUATION AS WELL, I WOULD REALLY APPRECIATE IT. THANKS AGAIN.

[It’s just dead air after that since Gordon’s not really sure how to turn the music back on.

The message repeats every twenty minutes or so. In the meantime, Gordon will be wandering around the studio trying to figure out how he was magically whisked from Albert’s farm to the Radio Tower.]

Date: 2012-11-25 05:49 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] littlebitlouder
littlebitlouder: (WHAT'S THAT?)
A DIFFERENT WORLD IN WHICH THERE ARE TWO OF US.

[Sure, okay. Why not.]

WHAT'S THAT? YOU AND COOP TALKED OVER A BEER? ABOUT WHAT?

Date: 2012-11-25 03:36 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] littlebitlouder
littlebitlouder: (just talking)
SURE, I'LL HAVE A BEER WITH YOU. MIGHT BE A BIT CREEPY, THOUGH. NO OFFENSE.

[So what Gordon has gleaned from this conversation is the following: Everything is weird/strange/odd/creepy/confusing.

Sounds about right.]


BUT YOU'LL HAVE TO COME FIND ME. I HAVE NO IDEA WHERE I AM. HOLD ON.

[There's the muffled sound of Gordon shouting "EXCUSE ME, MISS, WOULD YOU MIND TELLING ME WHERE I AM?" at someone.]

...SORRY, GORDON. NO ONE SEEMS TO BE INTERESTED IN ANSWERING MY QUESTIONS. BEEN THIS WAY SINCE I GOT HERE. I'M CURRENTLY STANDING OUTSIDE OF A RED AND WHITE BUILDING.

Date: 2012-11-26 03:07 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] littlebitlouder
littlebitlouder: (yelling at the phone)
[Well, that ends that, though he's not sure why Gordon would want to bring a deer to a bar.]

POKEY—WHAT CENTERS?

Date: 2012-11-26 04:55 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] littlebitlouder
littlebitlouder: (& harry)
[Gordon Cole is giving himself a headache.



Somewhere in the vastness of space, a black hole just yawned to life and is now sucking in the entire universe.]


SO—A VETERINARY CLINIC?

Date: 2012-11-26 07:15 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] littlebitlouder
littlebitlouder: (NO BUT REALLY)
SO ARE THESE ANIMALS PETS? I HAD ONE FOLLOWING ME EARLIER. LOOKED LIKE A FUZZY BAT. DUNNO WHERE IT WENT, THOUGH.

NOT REALLY THE KINDA THING I'D CONSIDER PET MATERIAL.

THIS THREAD IS MADE OF DIAMONDS

Date: 2012-11-26 07:35 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] littlebitlouder
littlebitlouder: (look at my hand)
I HEARD THE THING FOLLOWING ME, TOO, BUT ITS CALL MADE MY HEARING AIDS GO HAYWIRE. I SHOOED IT AWAY. FELT A LITTLE SORRY FOR IT—THE FUZZBALL WAS ALMOST CUTE.

WHAT'S YOURS LOOK LIKE?

Date: 2012-11-27 01:12 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] littlebitlouder
littlebitlouder: (COME AGAIN?)
HUH. BIZARRE.



—SPEAKING OF BIZARRE, EXACTLY WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO NOW? I'M STILL NOT CLEAR ON HOW I ARRIVED HERE IN THE FIRST PLACE.

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