004 [Voice - and yes, he's shouting, and yes it's LOUD]

[skaterbrain]

YO, SIEBENTARDS.
YOU ALL SUCK BALLS.

Got yer attention? Hell yeah, I do.

Screw this giant hole crap, yo!

I'M BORED.

Le's do somethin'.

STOP HIDIN' IN YER DAMN HOUSES OR IMMA COME BEAT YOU OUTTA THEM. Ain't gonna do a damn thing to sit 'round and blubber on 'bout them earthquakes, so le's go do somethin' fun.

PHONES. THAT MEANS YOU. Stop emoin' and mopin' about or Imma punch you in tha face. Might not be a Reaper no more, but I can still kick your lame ass to the moon and back.

Comments

[Voice] [Together, they almost make one competent person! \o/]

[handsjob.livejournal.com]

... Never thought about it before. No, not really.

Still not sure I really get what you're talking about, but it sounds kinda cool I guess.

[Voice] [Or at least half of one. Beat doesn't add much to the mix]

[skater-brain.livejournal.com]

Damn. S'aight, I thinka somethin'.

Import'nt part is I beat shit.

So hey, you comin'? Gotta get Tones to talk ta 'is bud, but so far we got four in the runnin'.

[Voice]

[handsjob.livejournal.com]

It'll be something to do, at least. ... Wait, 'Tones'? Tonio? If Tonio's coming, 'course I'll go.

[Voice]

[skater-brain.livejournal.com]

You know Tones?

[Voice]

[handsjob.livejournal.com]

Yeah, he's-... my room mate. We're pretty good friends.

[Voice]

[skater-brain.livejournal.com]

...

OH, YOU THAT DUDE TONES WAS TALKIN' 'BOUT. Aight, tha's cool. You get him to come, yeah? We lookin' for his ugly ass bag, so he better show up.