ANNOUNCEMENT 002

[intercom_voice]

[Wherever you are, whatever you're doing, you will hear the loud screeching of a microphone through the speakers before it dies down. Not long after, a familiar husky voice blares through said speakers.

Although her tone is somewhat pleasant, she manages to keep her authoritative tone as well.]

Good afternoon. [There's a brief pause.] You've all been quite busy, haven't you? It's, hm...interesting to watch, to say the least. But do keep the property damage to a minimum, will you? It's awfully rude to smash people's property on arrival, don't you think?

[Despite that warning, she manages a soft (if a bit ominous) chuckle.]

That being said, I hope you're all well rested. A good rest means a good grade, after all~.

[There's another burst of feedback before the announcement comes to an end.]

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Speak to the Voice
General Mingle

Mingle post! Don't forget to tag your series name.

Comments

TALK TO THE VOICE

[intercom_voice]

[mister_foppish]

Hey! This isn't exactly my idea of "fun". In fact being confined is making me rather bored.

[Pegasus crossed his arms, as he stabbed his finger at the intercom button to be heard.]

You're making a serious mistake by keeping us here! If you're going to watch you should at least have the common decency to give us quality wine!

[Priorities, Pegasus.]

[intercom_voice]

[Dryly.] School is for learning. Not for fun. [Her tone then lightens up to a sickeningly sweet degree, though it's obvious she's just being sarcastic.] Maybe you can read a book if you are that bored.

As for the wine, we wouldn't want to hinder your ability to learn, now would we!

[mister_foppish]

I've read plenty of books enough to know your grand little social experiment is nothing more than a glorified kidnapping. None of us want to be here in the first place. I don't know who you think you are but I am Pegasus Crawford, Creator of Duel Monsters. Surely you've heard of me! And, if you don't let me go someone is bound to come looking for me!

[This is not how a school works, so Pegasus isn't buying it. His voice holds a strong biting tone to it as he snapped in return.]

And it's rather difficult to learn when there's no teachers in this awful place. Some of us have better things to do than be "watched". I personally have a company to run and I demand you let us leave!

[intercom_voice]

[She sounds perfectly calm now, if a bit condescending.] Do settle down, Mr. Crawford. Save your energy for something more worthwhile. No one will come looking for you here, and demanding I let you go is pointless.

[mister_foppish]

No! I refuse to settle when this is obviously a ploy to ignore our demands but it won't work. We are not going to simply shut up and sit down for your convenience. At the very least address my questions!

[He was not going to rest until he obtained answers no matter how she chose to deflect or ignore him.]

Who are you? Who do you work for? And why is it pointless? Why have you brought us here?

[cybrid]

[ It's pretty archaic tech but at least Leo knows how to work the intercom button. ]

You think something like property damage is rude? They're well within the boundaries of the law and have been ever since you started kidnapping people.

[intercom_voice]

Kidnapping? That's a strong word, don't you think?

[cybrid]

Would you rather I call it false imprisonment? It's a felon either way but it may be better suited to your tastes.

[intercom_voice]

My, you have a bit of an attitude, don't you? [She sounds mildly annoyed, seemingly struggling with keeping up a "friendly" tone.] I prefer to think of it as "borrowing".

[cybrid]

What you think something is doesn't matter. Law dictates that your "borrowing" is a criminal offense.

[ There's a pregnant pause as he leaves his finger on the intercom. He has a lot to say on the matter but in the end, what would it matter here? Face-to-face, that's a different story. He could let into her then, apprehend her, and take this whole... thing down.

... Still, he can't just give up here. He can at least farm for information. ]

Why have you brought us here? I doubt it's just to play school.

[fashionablekeeper]

[Yuj chuckles and shrugs.]

Sorry about that. It's not like I can go outside and use the Grav-con. My bad. Won't happen again...at least for a while.

[intercom_voice]

See to it that it doesn't.

[She'll ignore the "for a while" comment, young man.]

I suppose I can forgive you this time.

[fashionablekeeper]

That's better than not being forgiven at all. I can accept that.

Oh, hey! While I got you on the line, any idea if there's a Hero's Club or will I have to start that up myself?

[intercom_voice]

There is no such club, but I encourage the student body to get involved and create some of their own. Extracurricular activities are important, after all.

[like_its_golden]

[WOW; what a sexy voice~!! Just listen to that authoritative tone! It's enough to send shivers running up and down his spine..!]

[-But wait... if this voice is responsible for the kidnappings, then that must mean... That she WANTED Kintaro to be here! Could this be a fated encounter?? Is it true love!?]

[KINTARO MUST KNOW MORE!]

[He presses the button on the intercom.] H-hello ma'am! uh...

How are you today? [Oh please sexy lady- just bless Kintaro with your heavenly voice once more..!]

[intercom_voice]

[Oh what a polite young man. And maybe just a bit nervous? Good, good.]

I am quite well, thank you.

[Still sounding mostly all business at the moment, but she adds just a bit of pleasantry to her tone.]

Re: TALK TO THE VOICE

[magical_melonhead]

Hey, hey! Where do you keep the mead, ale and beer? I can't find it anywhere!

[He isn't desperate for it, but it was always nice to know where such things were kept.]

[intercom_voice]

Alcohol inhibits your ability to study and receive good grades, you know.

[magical_melonhead]

[He laughs.]

What rot, who told you such lies?

[intercom_voice]

Studies.

[yzzy_wzzy]

I don't suppose you could tell me where my faithful minion has gone off to?

It's quite inconvenient lugging yourself around this... filth.

[intercom_voice]

Filth? [EXCUSE YOU. But no, have to carry oneself with some professionalism.] I can assure you these halls are clean and tidy. As for your minion? He's probably not here.

[There is a condescending tone lacing her words.] I suggest you get used to lugging yourself around.

[yzzy_wzzy]

[[Oh, what is this I sense? Passive Aggression? I can play this game, too.]]

Oh, darling. I suppose it is clean if you lived on a farm. But I suppose I can't blame you for not knowing what clean, truly is.

Not here, you say? I suppose you could always supply me with one.

[intercom_voice]

[It's on.]

Any filth found comes from the rest of you trampling all over the halls and destroying walls. Is it so much to ask you clean up after yourselves?

[A light sigh, as if put out by the mere suggestion!]

I could, possibly do so. But I won't. You will have to make due without. [Curiously.] You do know how to function without a minion, don't you?

[:)]