*Steps slowly up and places a black cube on the ground*
Red looked at the cube very confused, and picked it up. He tilted it in his hands and raised an eyebrow.
*The fuck is this?
The cube sits vacant and silent for a few moments. Then it begins to vibrate. Not soon after the vibrations come, an ear piercing screech comes out of the cube. The cube screehes and vibrates. Vibrates and screeches, if there was a limit to screechingβ¦ This was it. This was that elusive spot right around βoh please dear lord make it stopβ, and literally having your eardrums burst. The cube continues.
Red dropped that shit like a scalding hot potato. He covered where his ears might be and yelped.
*AGGGGH, WHAT THE FUCK!!!
He was going to break the thing, if it wasnβt for the fact he wasnβt sure what breaking it would do, and he was too busy being in pain.
The cube continues to screech for a few moments before cutting out. Itβs replaced by the sound of someone clearing their throat. Perhaps the tapping of a microphone? βAh, hello? Is this thing on?β The voice seems mildly confused at the situation.
