Torwen to Monessa: I beg your pardon, but... are you mad?
Torwen's Answering Machine: You have reached Torwen Cyrok. Please leave a message after the cow mooing. If this is L'ira, please come home. If this is someone calling about L'ira, I apologize for whatever she broke this time.
The robbed that smiles, steals something from the thief. ~William Shakespeare, Othello Boo. SPEW is watching.
Jaist to Torwen: Good day. The final tally on things broken was five glasses, two plates, one chair and one table... you can send the money to Zerron the Innkeeper at your convinience. Thank you. Have a nice day. *BEEP*
Janvier's answering machine Salutations Stranger,
I'm not here right now,
So kindly leave your message
With a soft word and a bow.
And if I never answer
Please do not weep or sigh
I prob'ly only hate your guts
And loath you-- so good-bye!
*BEEP*
Kanta:Hahahaha! I like you, stranger! Get together for coffee sometime? Gimme a ring.
Kanta's answering machine: There once was a young writer from Crete
Who was used by the werewolves for meat
But I'm just wasting your time
While you listen to my rhyme
So...leave a message after the beep!
BEEP
If there's ever a meat shortage, eat this profile; it's full of balogna.
Strikard to Kanta: Well. That was quite... cheerful. I think I dialed the wrong number...
Strikard's machine: Hello? Oh, hey.... Yeah... Uh-huh.... hah, cool. Wait, can you hold on for a minute? Yeah, oh, I forgot to tell you, this is a message. See, I can't come to the phone right now, so if you could just do me a favor and leave a message after the
*BEEP*
Hi...this is Kohan and I'm trying to figure out how to use these contraptions...I'm not sure if this is the right digit but...your 'message' as you call it, sort of confused me. I'm not sure who this is, but call back and explain this strange technology to me. Thank you. - Kohan [Red Skies]
His message:
What did you say this was? [background voice] you're supposed to leave a message. How? I have to paper or writing utensil... *BEEP*
"Admitting that you don't like reading is admitting that you don't have an imagination." -- Broken Wings
Zerron's answering machine: *Background noise: talking, clinking plates, etc.* You've reached the Inn of the Black Tiger... *yells* Kirt, when I say now, I mean now! *Back to message* Leave your order and I'll call you back. Kirt, get in here! Now! 'Bye. *BEEP*
Janvier to Kadelyn: Oh really? I don't ever plan on visiting you, but I am going to talk your ears off until your answering machine cuts me off because I take great delight in making people's lives miserable and I-- *BEEP*
Fenlera's answering machine: Go ahead, leave a message. I'm in the mood for a good laugh. *Chime*
Well, since there was no answering machine to reply to...
Eranair's answering machine: If you are not one of my three best friends-- you know who you are-- hang up immediately or my telepathic assistants will track you down and have you declawed. Hang up or die. *BEEP*
I lingered round them, under that benign sky: watched the moths fluttering among the heath and harebells, listened to the soft wind breathing through the grass, and wondered how any one could ever imagine unquiet slumbers for the sleepers in that quiet earth. — Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights
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