| John Constantine ( @ 2008-08-06 13:53:00 |
| Entry tags: | complaining makes everything better, impending doom, rantrantrant, running from something, voice post |
29 puffs of smoke.
[voice post]
[static]
--'king hell, can't believe I've still got one of these things--
[violent coughing]
Right.
[sound of running; something slamming]
Did you lot really think any of that bollocks would do any good? Look--I'm trying to do you a favor here--get a dictionary. Turn to the "S" section--no, further, after "shit" but before "symbolism"--
SUBTLETY.
Jesus wept.
No, don't bother trying to tell me what I've missed. I'm a little short on time right now.
[OOC: The aftermath of the escape attempt distracted the succubi enough to let John escape their clutches, and he is now planning his final attack on them, which will lead into his return in a little over a week and this plot a few days later. He's now posting largely to distract his pursuers by deflecting them onto nosy passersby on the Network, because he's a bastard like that. Characters who respond to this post may, if their players want, later mention catching a glimpse of some horrifying, demonic-looking ethereal thing, but fortunately, they will refrain from actually attacking anyone (other than John).]