[Audio recording] Sign of life

[at0be]

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*rustle*
...
*in a somewhat congested voice* My name is Atobe Keigo, captain of the Hosei tennis club and I believe I am dying *coughs*
I am recording this as my last will *sneeze* testament and as warning to others. *rustle*

Only three days ago we arrived at the hotel Tateyama. Aside from myself there were 42 other athletes, managers and coaches. How they are faring or how many have already succumbed I do not know *cough, sniffle*

While the first day was largely uneventful I noted slight changes in my physical condition as early as the second but thought little of it. Only now do I see it as the first signs of the insidious sickness that now has me in its grasp *winded, longer break*

Now, at the dawn of the third day I am already too weak to leave and I fear the others have fallen prey to the same wretched pandemic that has claimed me. *blows nose*

If humanity *croak* has survived and you find this *cough, wheeze* ...Good luck and remember me

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(OOC: Yes, it is true. The camp has claimed it's first victim of the dreaded MANFLU! In other words Atobe has a cold and will be fine with a bit of rest and some hot chicken soup :D )

Comments

[puri_fied]

Death comes for you, Atobe.

[audio]

[at0be]

You sound *cough* delighted

[puri_fied]

Of course, your dramatic bid for attention calls only for that sort of reaction.


Any reason you're using audio? Is it to garner more sympathy from those who listen to you cough like you have a small armadillo in your chest?

[audio]

[at0be]

Typing without my glasses or contacts would be illegible

[puri_fied]

You wear glasses? How are you reading my messages? Are you squinting at the screen? Using some kind of hilarious text-to-voice option and having the robotic voice read out my message with the cold emotionless way? That's beautiful.

[at0be]

Really not. And now my headache is worse

[puri_fied]

Hey Atobe, it was my birthday on Friday. Do I get a present and well wishes from you?

[at0be]

*cough, croak* happy birhday Niou. What do you want?

[puri_fied]

Thank you.


I want some Atobe branded underwear. Preferably in blue.

[at0be]

*cough* they aren't in production yet

[puri_fied]

Then you can substitute it with a pair of your own well loved underwear with your signature across the buttocks.

[at0be]

pervert

[puri_fied]

... That's an unnecessary accusation. I'm not a pervert.


I want them in blue, please.

[at0be]

You want a *sneeze* pair of my underwear.

what cut?

[puri_fied]

And that automatically makes me a pervert? Careful painting with that broad brush there, Atobe.


Whatever cut you favour the most.

[at0be]

I'd consider anybody who wants a pair of worn underwear of mine a pervert. *length coughing bout*

what do you want with them anyway?

[puri_fied]

Oops, that's an unspeakable secret. I can't tell you.


It's nothing perverted though, I promise.

[at0be]

Given the private nature of the item you request I must insist.*rasps* Also I need to know if you plan to sell them

[puri_fied]

I'm not that low and gross to sell them.

Can't you just trust my innocent intentions?

[at0be]

No

[puri_fied]

... Rude.



I want to use that IOU, then. To get the underwear from you.

[at0be]

Honest.

Then I use mine to have you tell me the reason.

[puri_fied]

I wouldn't even tell Yukimura my unspeakable secrets.


I thought I was your friend, Atobe.

[at0be]

Do you collect his underwear as well?

You could tell me what you want them for - as a friend - and I might give them to you, as a friend

[puri_fied]

No, just Tezuka's.

Or, as a friend you could just accept my eccentricities and go along with them to keep me happy. That's what my friends do, you know.