Voice practice

[lordofthesea]

All these damn humans everywhere. I don't know what you want with me but I know you're messing with the wrong person. I'll eat you alive. What game? There is no game. There is only me.

You want to come talk to me? Fine. But don't expect anything but death unless you have something worth my time.

Comments

[lordofthesea]

[What? No. He's not even sure what the hell you're smiling about, rat face]

What answers what?

[He has the feeling he's being insulted]

[deathsdoctor]

[Because this is hilarious, Mister Arlong.]

About depths.

[lordofthesea]

[Yeah his Sea Train has been completely derailed]

Like the ones I'm going to crush you in?

[Ha. Smooth as ever.]

[deathsdoctor]

Wrong depths.

[And... he raises a hand...]

[lordofthesea]

[.... Yeah. It's not processing. Some ancient 'get the hell out of here' receptors are stirring faintly just under his skin, but it's nothing he's ever paid attention to.]

[All he knows is the game has somehow shifted.]

...

[So, yeah, he's just going to stare at you until he figures out just what the hell you're doing.]