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Feb. 8th, 2021 11:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
milkmycattle[ The video starts with a view of a large crow zooming in and out of the frame in a panic. Then BANG! There's a loud sound from off-screen that the camera spins over to the three-legged crow flat against the wall, before comically sliding down.]
Onyx, what are you doing?!
[ There's a hoarse rasp that comes from the person holding the camera. Reluctantly, he turns the camera view towards a bunch of blankets, and Crow's head pops out of the bundle. The spunky redhead isn't quite as energetic at the moment, instead, he looks a bit stressed out.]
It's an apocalyptic catastrophe!
[ Crow's words come out as a scratchy croak. His poor angelic voice! He sounds horrible! ]
I think I lost my voice! And I need to fix it before the concert! Help! It's a crimson emergency! And I think drinking milk makes it worse!
[ He can't stand to hear his voice like this, so he's going to dive back into his cocoon of blankets. He's not going to subject anyone else's ears to this dissonance either. Crow's familiar tries to comfort him by perching on top of the pile of blankets and gently tapping his beak against it. There, there. Crow stops the video but follows up with a text after:]
DOES ANYONE KNOW ANY HOME REMEDIES TO CURE THIS?!!!! I'LL DRINK EVERYTHING UNDER THE SUN!!! I'LL DO ANYTHING EXCEPT SELL MY SOUL TO LUCIFER!! I JUST WANT TO PARTICIPATE IN THE CONCERT, DAMN IT!!!
Onyx, what are you doing?!
[ There's a hoarse rasp that comes from the person holding the camera. Reluctantly, he turns the camera view towards a bunch of blankets, and Crow's head pops out of the bundle. The spunky redhead isn't quite as energetic at the moment, instead, he looks a bit stressed out.]
It's an apocalyptic catastrophe!
[ Crow's words come out as a scratchy croak. His poor angelic voice! He sounds horrible! ]
I think I lost my voice! And I need to fix it before the concert! Help! It's a crimson emergency! And I think drinking milk makes it worse!
[ He can't stand to hear his voice like this, so he's going to dive back into his cocoon of blankets. He's not going to subject anyone else's ears to this dissonance either. Crow's familiar tries to comfort him by perching on top of the pile of blankets and gently tapping his beak against it. There, there. Crow stops the video but follows up with a text after:]
DOES ANYONE KNOW ANY HOME REMEDIES TO CURE THIS?!!!! I'LL DRINK EVERYTHING UNDER THE SUN!!! I'LL DO ANYTHING EXCEPT SELL MY SOUL TO LUCIFER!! I JUST WANT TO PARTICIPATE IN THE CONCERT, DAMN IT!!!
