dear_mun | Voice testing

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Okay, so you've got me. Now what are you going to do with me?

Hadn't thought that far ahead, had you?

Not what I meant.

What're you? My mom? Like I care what kinda fame I got. Still got my name in all the papers.

Whoop de freakin' do, man. You want a medal for it?

You got one?

Not one that'd do you any good where you are.

Not there any more, skipper. This mundane of mine busted me out. Sure, I might be on his leash, but at least I don't have to listen to Heck anymore.

Guess there's always a bright side.

You got it, skipper.

So, what about you? You mentioned a problem.

I'm not so good at sitting on my ass doing nothing.

Shit, that all?

Right now, yeah.

Well, s'pose you haven't gotta stare at four other guys with the same face.

[Just one inmate.]