What is going onnnnnnnnn?????? [audio]

[channingchanningchanning]

Date: Midnight on the 24th
Characters: 987-1234-23423-87345

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[A familiar source of yelling is yelling. Yelling at a time when most people want to sleep.]

WHAT???

IS HAPPENING???

EVERYONE IS UP AND RUNNING AROUND AND WORRIED AND ANGRY!

WHAT IS HAPPENING?

[Guess who is a dog and thus wasn't explained anything?]

Comments

[dragoonrouge]

Jesus! [Sadie had been curled up in bed, purring with the cats when that shouting man started shouting over the Network again.]

Are you near the centre of town? They've found a World War Two bomb, so they're moving everyone away from it.

[Please stop shouting.]

[channingchanningchanning]

A WHAT?

[THAT SOUNDS DANGEROUS how is he supposed to stop barking with that kind of development

whatever a bomb is, really. Or World War Two. But it sounds significant if they're uprooting everyone in the middle of the night for it.]

[dragoonrouge]

A... A bomb? You know... [How to describe a bomb without making this guy panic more?]

...It's something from the war, so it's old and probably harmless, they just need people to get out of the way so it can be removed without hurting anyone.

[channingchanningchanning]

THE WAR????

[Give him a moment - in the distance you can now hear him yell]

GET YOUR GUNS! GET YOUR KNIVES! BAR THE DOOR!!!! THE WAR IS HERE! THE WAR!

[dragoonrouge]

Wait! No!

[There's a deep, weary sigh as Chad's voice gets further away]

Bloody hell...

THERE ISN'T A WAR ANYMORE!

[channingchanningchanning]

[The yelling in the distance will go on for a little bit. Then there is some Italian to be heard in the distance before a door slams, and Chad's voice is closer by again, still yelling about THE WAR BEING HERE NO LET HIM OUT HE NEEDS TO FIGHT!!!!!!]

[dragoonrouge]

Please calm down, it's alright!

[Tigger starts mewling at the continued disturbance of fuss time, Sadie quietly chitters and meows to settle her cats before trying to calm down the man.]

You need to stop shouting, there is no war, you're perfectly safe!

[Audio]

[iamnotgod]

[Oh, if audible winces were a thing...]

Sadie's got it: it's an evacuation so officials can safely defuse a bomb. The disruption should only last a few days.

[Emphasis on should.]

Where do you live?

[Audio]

[channingchanningchanning]

WHERE IS THE BOMB?

Re: [Audio]

[iamnotgod]

The end of High Street.

[Walter sighs, and that, at least, is audible.]

It's unlikely you're sitting on top of it, though.

[Audio]

[channingchanningchanning]

[There is perhaps half a minute's break before he responds:]

IT'S NOT! HERE! IN THIS ROOM!

[He's sure that nobody would have let something dangerous into the house. Nothing that would cause everyone this much stress, at least.]

Re: [Audio]

[iamnotgod]

[UH.]

I don't think that would be likely, no. Think more 'in a nearby building'.

[Funny that it sounds like Chad had to check, though...]

[Audio]

[channingchanningchanning]

...

HOW NEARBY?

[His voice fades a bit as he's running off to hop on a table and peer out of the window.]

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[spaghettimonster]

[It is late at night, and that familiar yelling is loud enough for Russell to hear it through Walter's door. Rather than risk the mistake of responding with anything that makes sound, and getting yelled at again, Russell grabs a notepad and scribbles his number out.]

Is it the zoo again? I'm not going out this time of night.

[Please stop interrupting his couch-lounging movie marathon, mysterious network organizer.]

[channingchanningchanning]

NO!

IT'S AT MY HOUSE! AND ALL THE NEIGHBOURING HOUSES!

[spaghettimonster]

[It will almost certainly have the same result as last time, but:]

Which houses are those ? ? ?

[channingchanningchanning]

[Lo and behold he can actually answer that without giving himself away because there are a LOT of houses in this area]

THE HOUSES NEAR THE HIGH STREET!

[spaghettimonster]

[That's astonishingly helpful this time. Right, just give him a minute to pull up some social media and confirm what the people above have said.]

It looks as though the others are right
there's an old bomb on your street.
Just follow instructions when they have you evacuate, it should be fine

[channingchanningchanning]

[This relaxed stance does NOT line up with what he's noticing about the humans that he lives with.]

BUT EVERYONE IS FREAKING OUT!

[scarsolderthanyou]

[Why does this person always shout? Why?]

Calm down. Where are you at? If you're in the evacuation zone someone should have explained what's going on. If you're not in the zone, you don't have anything to worry about.

[channingchanningchanning]

[Because how can you NOT SHOUT WHEN THINGS ARE HAPPENING?????]

WHAT IS GETTING EVACUATED?

[scarsolderthanyou]

[ ... now he's starting to wonder if this guy is senile. Or something weirder, but senile is the first thing that comes to mind.]

It means being moved from one place to another because the first place is dangerous. You should be able to go back after things have calmed down.

[channingchanningchanning]

[...]

So all of us go together and then all of us go back together?

[He can work with that. Group relocation. Okay. As long as everyone sticks together.]

[scarsolderthanyou]

Right. No one is trying to take you away from anyone. Whoever you're with is probably getting ready to go, too.

[And now he has to ask.]

What's your name, anyway?

[Because if he's being evacuated from the senior center or nearby, as seems likely, Sam probably has at least seen him around, right?]

[channingchanningchanning]

I'm not going to tell that to just anyone.