un: antigoneiguess | audio

[rudelanguage]

Yeah, yeahyeahyeahyeah, lemme. Lemme do it. Hhh.

[Antigone's somewhat nasally, cynical voice is back, hi.

she clears her throat.]

'Kay. I'm not talkin' to whoever's out there that already knows how annoying dealing with Fae sorts is. Everyone else? I'm doin' this to be nice. And helpful. [and on the goddamn record so no one can ever accuse Knife of not trying maybe once.

so she will spell this out slowly for ya's:] Do. Not. Give. Out. Your. Real. Name. Make a new one. Use that one. Make everyone else use it.

Got it? Get it? Good.

Don't say you weren't warned.

Comments

[will_chase_balls]

Hah! Jokes on them! I'd have probably done whatever they're going to compel me to do anyway if they just asked real nice!

[rudelanguage]

M-maybe you should work on some kind of signal. For everyone else to...to get the hell away from you before some Archfey craters you.

[will_chase_balls]

Okay. Um...well, what if I howl really loud, and you know if I'm howling something is wrong.

[rudelanguage]

Great! I hear a howl, I run for the hills. Have fun dying!

[will_chase_balls]

It's fine, I'm not going to die.

[rudelanguage]

[He's so fuckin' dead. Fae are gonna snort his powdered bones and weave wigs out of his leg hair.]