008M | voice;

[toobig]

Hi, uh, everyone.

[Bertholdt's never broadcasted his voice to the Network before, but he sounds the same to anyone who'd know him, probably, despite sounding a bit more nervous than usual.]

I haven't posted on here in a while, I guess... things have been busy. I hope everyone had a good Christmas. Er, holiday you celebrate. Or don't celebrate. Whatever.

[He swallows, and there's a sound of his fingers tapping against something.]

I guess I just wanted to... check up on everyone. Things have been... really bad lately, so...

But I guess good things... can come out of this whole thing too, sometimes. [His voice grows sheepish.] Ryan and I... are engaged now. S-so there's that.

It's my birthday too, so... I'm just glad I managed to live another year, you know? All of this is awful, but...

[He trails off, before he clears his throat and tries to focus.]

Just-- I hope everyone is doing okay.

Comments

[toobig]

Well, first of all neither of us are brides. So neither of us would have bridesmaids.

[drama8om8]

Stop being so picky! Picky and fussy and... semantical. I'm kind of an expert on weddings, okay! And I am all about helping you with yours. Because cuties. You're welcome.

[toobig]

[S I G H S]

Okay, Octavia. What did you have in mind?

[drama8om8]

You have to go super huge with it! Not a titan joke. Like fucktons of flowers and Bridesmaid Alan do it fucking do it I demand it and implementing a colour-coordinated dress code and shit so your wedding photos look classy. Get Anthony to do those I guess since Iunno he's into all that boring-ass photography shit. Whatever. You also need a numbery person to get one of those internet priesthoods so they can marry you! Because obviously you can't let normal people see you right now? Also you need a super cutie venue and it has to be covered in flowers and glitter and confetti an--

[ pls stop her for the love of fuck ]

[toobig]

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Octavia.

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Octavia.