004 - Vidya - [Inmate filter but away from OBRIEN & JUDAS]
ooc: Permissions to use Sexby given.
[The video buzzes on at a low angle shot of Severen's face, his tongue jutting out the side of his mouth in a look of SHEER CONCENTRATION]
Is this shit on? Alright! This is for you... squirrelly british twat in zero.
[The camera is being moved now. You can see the bars of a bicycle as the shot is being turned around to view the inside of a vile looking cabin with junk everywhere. The unmistakable sound of duct tape being pulled away from its roll is heard before the video shuts off]
[BLINK]
[It snaps back on again and the camera is pointed straight down one of the corridors of the barge. Level 7. Its lower than eye height capture indicates that his communicator has indeed been duct taped to the handlebars of Homer's bicycle. A finger raps infront of the camera as a voice hums idly. There are the sounds of hurried running coming from the deck above. NO TIME FOR THAT NOW. The voice stops humming though when Sexby steps out of Angelica's room, idly wandering down the corridor, probably on the way to dinner.]
Game on motherfucker.
[There is a shaking of the camera and the clicking of the bike wheels turning. The video moves forward, towards sexby. It speeds up. A fist is raised in the corner and as Sexby's head comes closer and closer the fist swings and connects.]
WOOO HOO! BULLSEYE!
[Severen pulls the bell of the bike a few times. Tires SCREEEEEEEEEEEE across the floor as the camera swings back to Sexby rubbing the back of his head in confusion, a distance away now.]
[Sexby looks up and glares,] Come back here and face me like a man, you coward! [He doesn't look best pleased.]
[There's a short cackle of laughter before Severen pedals away and the video feed snaps off]
[The video buzzes on at a low angle shot of Severen's face, his tongue jutting out the side of his mouth in a look of SHEER CONCENTRATION]
Is this shit on? Alright! This is for you... squirrelly british twat in zero.
[The camera is being moved now. You can see the bars of a bicycle as the shot is being turned around to view the inside of a vile looking cabin with junk everywhere. The unmistakable sound of duct tape being pulled away from its roll is heard before the video shuts off]
[BLINK]
[It snaps back on again and the camera is pointed straight down one of the corridors of the barge. Level 7. Its lower than eye height capture indicates that his communicator has indeed been duct taped to the handlebars of Homer's bicycle. A finger raps infront of the camera as a voice hums idly. There are the sounds of hurried running coming from the deck above. NO TIME FOR THAT NOW. The voice stops humming though when Sexby steps out of Angelica's room, idly wandering down the corridor, probably on the way to dinner.]
Game on motherfucker.
[There is a shaking of the camera and the clicking of the bike wheels turning. The video moves forward, towards sexby. It speeds up. A fist is raised in the corner and as Sexby's head comes closer and closer the fist swings and connects.]
WOOO HOO! BULLSEYE!
[Severen pulls the bell of the bike a few times. Tires SCREEEEEEEEEEEE across the floor as the camera swings back to Sexby rubbing the back of his head in confusion, a distance away now.]
[Sexby looks up and glares,] Come back here and face me like a man, you coward! [He doesn't look best pleased.]
[There's a short cackle of laughter before Severen pedals away and the video feed snaps off]