jigoku_apts | First Guitar Solo

[There is a muffled sound of someone awkwardly trying to work a phone, before a loud voice finally speaks up. Eddie proving to have some colorful language when he speaks.]

Dunno who I'm talkin' to- but, hey. If you could like direct me to the asshole who shoved a cinnamon candy in my mouth, it'd be appreciated, I'd like to have a few words with that shit.

Cause, hey- mother fucker. Shovin' cinnamon candy in someone's mouth when their asleep is fuckin' terrible. Besides you know, the chokin' hazard, do you know how fuckin' nasty cinnamon is? Seriously. Who the fuck even does that?

That in itself is the shittiest fuckin' thing. C'mon, man, at least give us somethin' like mint. Mint is perfectly acceptable if not less fuckin' nauseatin'. If I'm gonna die from candy, let it be mint, or- [There is a brief pause as he deliberates over his choices] chocolate mints. Yeah, chocolate mints.

Thanks for listenin' I guess? Hell if I know how these shitty blackberries work. This is why I use a flip phone, shit is simpler.

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Cowboy, I am totally agree. [A muddled European accent accompanied by a video of a very skinny young man, wearing as much black eyeshadow as Alice Cooper, appears on the screen]

Bat um, is not top priority right now. Top is get your red tape in your hand, si?

Yep, i got the tape, buddy. [He holds up the tape obligingly back, opting for simpler word choices considering the other man seems to be having a hard time speaking about now.] What does the tape do?

Well, I am told is for protect against the ghosts. Like, you use on your door and windows! [He points the camera towards his own taped up windows] Like that, ey?

[Those windows seem oddly familiar, not that Eddie dwells on them too deeply.] Makes sense- gotta have somethin' to vaguely keep ghosts away I suppose.

You are accept about ghosts pretty well, are you all okay? No bumps to your head? [Yeah, Seth is only in the next room. Lucky for Eddie he's already taped up most of the windows int he apartment. He doesn't hear him at all, since he is shut into his own room.]

Ey, I've seen weirder shit. I was fightin' demons and zombies 'fore I woke up here. [He shrugs in turn. Eddie has yet to realize they're a room apart by this point.] Yeah, m'good. Nothin's knocked in on my noggin' yet.

[Seth smiles because, knocked on the noggin' just sounds funny. Considering where he was before Jigoku, he really isn't all the shocked to learn about the zombies and demons.]

I think we are all pulled here from frying pan into fire, si?

Yeah, I'd say that's pretty fuckin' fittin' all things considered.

You must looking for Mr Onceler, or little Mika. They will help you, yes?

Yeah, they will. I've talked to both already. Was pretty comfortin' considerin' this ain't exactly a fun place.

Life is what you make of it, they say.

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