3rd Attack . voice, spam
[ spam - kitchen/breakfast ]
[ She's on the breakfast shift now. Expect Vegemite, thick slabs of bacon, fried tomatoes, and muesli. Also a somewhat eerie blank expression - work like this is really good for letting her turn off her mind. ]
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It was me. Um. The kitchen.
I don't know if anyone was caught in the explosion. Or if the people around were OK.
..well. Most of you I wouldn't care much.
[ One of Ellie's main skills is not apologizing.
After a moment, she cuts the feed. ]
[ She's on the breakfast shift now. Expect Vegemite, thick slabs of bacon, fried tomatoes, and muesli. Also a somewhat eerie blank expression - work like this is really good for letting her turn off her mind. ]
[ voice ]
It was me. Um. The kitchen.
I don't know if anyone was caught in the explosion. Or if the people around were OK.
..well. Most of you I wouldn't care much.
[ One of Ellie's main skills is not apologizing.
After a moment, she cuts the feed. ]
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[ Her voice has gone darker. Not anger, exactly, but she takes it seriously. ]
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All I know is the ones he liked, he cut up while they were still breathing and put them back together with extra arms and legs. He kept 'em alive like that.
The people he didn't like he drugged up until nothing was left. Turned 'em into animals.
Nobody escaped him until I did. Don't think he likes me much anymore.
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{ Her voice is firm, and so is her judgment. She'd kill someone like that, and she wouldn't regret it. ]
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Did he hurt your family?
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