Loe

005 [4th wall event]

stormcleaver — Sat, 28 May 2011 17:55:51 GMT

If the birds annoy you, feel free to kill them.

[In the background, there's the sound of a bird delightedly shrieking about WORMS JUICY WORMS I ATE FOUR OF THEM YAY WORMS and then the deafening, too close to the comm sound of a rifle firing.]

Quail are delicious.

[Well doesn't Loe sound pleased with himself.]

004

stormcleaver — Thu, 28 Apr 2011 23:07:15 GMT

[Comm clicks on.]

Stop killing each other.

[Oh gosh. Does he sound annoyed? He sounds very annoyed.]

003

stormcleaver — Tue, 22 Feb 2011 23:31:24 GMT

[Loe's been gone a couple weeks now. Most probably don't notice, but those who do are no doubt relieved by the lack of his abrasive presence.

His dogs, however, are not relieved by his absence at all. One of them is just off the road to Ardel, staring intently at the fog a few feet off. It paces back and forth, occasionally pausing to lie down and whine, its huge head on its paws. Every now and then, it makes as if to dive into the fog, but it retreats at the last moment, every time.

Has its master gone into the fog? By its behavior, you would certainly think so.]

002

stormcleaver — Tue, 25 Jan 2011 02:52:22 GMT

[The comm clicks on, and the message is short and sweet.]

Thank you.

[A pause.]

Who was the boy with the questions? I said I would speak with him.

001

stormcleaver — Fri, 21 Jan 2011 09:49:04 GMT

Robot.

[Is there any doubt who he's talking to? Hope not, because he's not clarifying!]

There is a supply of..."energon" behind the forge. Let someone know when it gets low.

[Speaking of the forge, guess where Loe is!]