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[Oh, the panic! A string of odd glubbing and croaking sounds like an attempt at speaking English. It's a failed attempt, at first, but once he gets the hang of speaking through a mouth of tentacles, Calvin sounds quite horrified.]

Bwrrwlwwwwhyrrl Glyublrgh! Wwwwwwwwhys this qurrlbhhh...happening! Wwwbble... I hate thyis.

[The video snaps on, revealing a piercing pair of red and orange octopus eyes staring with a look of concern and sorrow... If such emotions could even be seen on a fishy character.]

Could anyg-gwuone exblain why I'm a monster.

[A tentacle creeps up and covers the journal, before it closes out.]

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[At first, the snow was fine. Then it just became cold. Added with that darkness scenario and the keep is feeling pretty darn uncomfortable for Freckle.

Still, he's trying his best to make the most out of his stay here, and what better way than to make yourself a tuna fish sandwich and eat it near the bonfire!

Mister McMurray can be found sitting cross-legged in his Christmas sweater outside, with a small pout on his face as he stares into the flames. Could he be missing his family and friends? Or just regretting his decision to not bring a drink with him? Why don't you ask and find out!]

[A small voice can be heard almost whispering over the journal. He's already had his little panic attack over someone sneaking into his room and handcuffing him.]

I have a key if anyone's looking for one... It doesn't fit with my cuff, so I was hoping someone might have the right key for me.

[Sounds about right. The cat closes his journal and heads outside, staring up at everything through a pair of giant confused eyes. He's been here a few days, but is just now starting to really explore outside rather than hide in his room.]

OOC: It's planned to have Calvin and Tammy be cuffed, but if anyone would like to have the cat's key be theirs, or have the key to his own cuffs just ping me!

[The first thing one will hear is the "THUNK" of a furry face hitting a wall, then a loud mix between a HISS and a yell!]

WHAT'S THE BIG IDEA? WHERE AM I! Y'CAN'T KEEP ME PRISONER HERE!

[The voice quickly fades as Calvin barges out the door, holding an unusually small tommy gun that might as well be a child's toy. Battle cries and the "RATATATATATA"s of a cap-machine-gun are heard, echoing down the hall.

He's completely oblivious to the uselessness of his weapon and in the middle of an outburst of crazy, but can do nothing to stop his kitten-face from being... well, a kitten face.

Anyone he runs into will be treated to a barrage of nonexistent bullets and maniacal laughter as he FILLS YOU WITH LEAD NOTHING.]

((ooc: Any audio/video responses will be made after he's calmed down a bit and has returned to his room, with a frown.))

The usual goes here! Any crit? Advice? Am I doing something wrong with Freckle's voice?

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