Tiku is in the tree, watching as stars form around them, slightly lonely (more than slightly)
Phantom is flying around,mostly exploring. His hair is a ghostly white and he wears a black snowsuit with white gloves, boots, and other accessories. His eyes are a ghostly neon green and the air is cold around him. He spots Tiku sitting in the tree. "Hello!" he says with a friendly wave.
Tiku stands up "Greetings"
"I don't think I've met you before, I'm Phantom." the ghostly teen says in greeting. "What are you doing sitting up in this tree?"
Aria closes the portal. “Hope she has fun in there. Kid after my own heart.”
”LUCK SIGIL!” Baasal yells as the energy from the sigil coats his scales and makes him contort his body perfectly to avoid King’s attacks. The light begins to flicker after a while
The lightning only grows around him, his speed becoming nearly impossible to keep up with, the ground cracking from the power in every step, his eyes glow with that golden lightning as he shatters the ground of the arena to disrupt their footing.
Aria closes the portal. “Hope she has fun in there. Kid after my own heart.”
”LUCK SIGIL!” Baasal yells as the energy from the sigil coats his scales and makes him contort his body perfectly to avoid King’s attacks. The light begins to flicker after a while
The lightning only grows around him, his speed becoming nearly impossible to keep up with, the ground cracking from the power in every step, his eyes glow with that golden lightning as he shatters the ground of the arena to disrupt their footing.
“We’re both wind domain…”
Baasal remains fixed in place on a cloud of his making
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I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
Aria closes the portal. “Hope she has fun in there. Kid after my own heart.”
”LUCK SIGIL!” Baasal yells as the energy from the sigil coats his scales and makes him contort his body perfectly to avoid King’s attacks. The light begins to flicker after a while
The lightning only grows around him, his speed becoming nearly impossible to keep up with, the ground cracking from the power in every step, his eyes glow with that golden lightning as he shatters the ground of the arena to disrupt their footing.
“We’re both wind domain…”
Baasal remains fixed in place on a cloud of his making
He cackles at he grabs Baasal by the leg, beginning to slam him against the ground. It was a bait all along.
Aria closes the portal. “Hope she has fun in there. Kid after my own heart.”
”LUCK SIGIL!” Baasal yells as the energy from the sigil coats his scales and makes him contort his body perfectly to avoid King’s attacks. The light begins to flicker after a while
The lightning only grows around him, his speed becoming nearly impossible to keep up with, the ground cracking from the power in every step, his eyes glow with that golden lightning as he shatters the ground of the arena to disrupt their footing.
“We’re both wind domain…”
Baasal remains fixed in place on a cloud of his making
He cackles at he grabs Baasal by the leg, beginning to slam him against the ground. It was a bait all along.
“Wills-Damn-It.”
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I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
Aria closes the portal. “Hope she has fun in there. Kid after my own heart.”
”LUCK SIGIL!” Baasal yells as the energy from the sigil coats his scales and makes him contort his body perfectly to avoid King’s attacks. The light begins to flicker after a while
The lightning only grows around him, his speed becoming nearly impossible to keep up with, the ground cracking from the power in every step, his eyes glow with that golden lightning as he shatters the ground of the arena to disrupt their footing.
“We’re both wind domain…”
Baasal remains fixed in place on a cloud of his making
He cackles at he grabs Baasal by the leg, beginning to slam him against the ground. It was a bait all along.
“Wills-Damn-It.”
He sits down next to them, sweating slightly as the lightning disappears “Got ya.”
*In the name of the Dead king, I return to this thread to revel in his glory!*
The crown of slaughter is still in the possession of Foréir, last I checked, still granting him an extra 1,000 power points a day. However, suddenly, it starts to whisper telepathically with something… The Deities Savut and Orchid Learn of the Crown’s current location.
The rats of Herionidus have finished building their great temple to Dead Herionidus, a magnificent manor and bathhouse reaching high into the sky.(imagine like, spirited away) built on the river, connected by a bridge to an enormous grove of Herionidian trees. The bathhouse of Herionidus is officially open for business, and people from all over are mysteriously driven towards it, by some divine influence…
Sargassa awakes from a long slumber within her oyster palace. She swims to the surface of the sea of storms, raising her marble statue head out of the water and letting out a beautiful siren song, echoing across the entire sea. One in every ten mortals who hear it receive visions of Sargassa’s terrifying form, but also of the sea life she has nurtured throughout her ocean. Strange, peculiar, but beautiful. A few of these people, about thirty of them, are given the chance to see it for themselves. They dive into the water and are granted gills, fins, spines, whatever other adaptations they would need to meet Sargassa and her beautiful deep sea habitat. They become the first Simic Hybrids, or as Sargassa will call them: the Hadanti.
Baryaba Aemulus is currently in the city of Order, disguises as Arsendir as usual. Split into multiple different bodies, Arsendir is working all across the city to help with planning events, entertaining children, studying magical materials, et cetera.
In the deep of the night in the city of order, a window breaks. A small home, belonging to a waitress and a baker, with an infant, only a month old. The waitress bolts up in shock, running to the main room, seeing a hunched, cloaked figure next to the broken window, standing over their baby’s bassinet. Panicked, she yelps and rushes over, ready to fight the figure off right there. But the old intruder is too quick, and she cackles, grabbing the baby from the bassinet and leaping out the window. The rest of the night, the couple search for their child and the intruder, in anguish, but they find nothing. She disappeared in thin air.
Also in the city of order, in the entertainment district, a tower appears, right out of the ground, with a violent shaking and some sort of ringing sound. An enormous spire of stone and metal, at the very top of which there is some large chamber topped with a giant iron pole, connected to various metallic wires, which lead to several stone poles that suddenly appear throughout the area surrounding the tower. At the bottom of the tower, there is a set of glass doors and a staircase, going all the way up, surrounded on all sides by some tangled mess of those same wires. After about thirty seconds, from the top of the tower, a strange, staticky message can be heard, clear at first but fading to unintelligibility as it goes on. “Did you hear abou-ut t-th-e othe-r-r-r da-aa-aa-aay?” Across the city, at seemingly random places, in homes and in stores, ringing sounds can be heard. Sharp, loud, annoying. They come from little stones appearing across the city. Those who pick them up hear a voice.
Introducing Olliphander, the voice from the tower, the prince of communication, deity of telephones, god of industry, Fear, Treachery, Strife, and knowledge domain god of Gossip.
Sargassa awakes from a long slumber within her oyster palace. She swims to the surface of the sea of storms, raising her marble statue head out of the water and letting out a beautiful siren song, echoing across the entire sea. One in every ten mortals who hear it receive visions of Sargassa’s terrifying form, but also of the sea life she has nurtured throughout her ocean. Strange, peculiar, but beautiful. A few of these people, about thirty of them, are given the chance to see it for themselves. They dive into the water and are granted gills, fins, spines, whatever other adaptations they would need to meet Sargassa and her beautiful deep sea habitat. They become the first Simic Hybrids, or as Sargassa will call them: the Hadanti.
A large, intimidating giant basilisk slowly moves over to Sargassa "Hello, who are you?" it says in a doubled voice
*Desc:
A gargantuan basilisk covered in red runes, with long horns, six eyes on it's head, a rattle with a point, and multiple eyes, and a huge hood with four eyes, two on the front and two on the back, that also has six arms on the hood.*
Sargassa awakes from a long slumber within her oyster palace. She swims to the surface of the sea of storms, raising her marble statue head out of the water and letting out a beautiful siren song, echoing across the entire sea. One in every ten mortals who hear it receive visions of Sargassa’s terrifying form, but also of the sea life she has nurtured throughout her ocean. Strange, peculiar, but beautiful. A few of these people, about thirty of them, are given the chance to see it for themselves. They dive into the water and are granted gills, fins, spines, whatever other adaptations they would need to meet Sargassa and her beautiful deep sea habitat. They become the first Simic Hybrids, or as Sargassa will call them: the Hadanti.
A large, intimidating giant basilisk slowly moves over to Sargassa "Hello, who are you?" it says in a doubled voice
*Desc:
A gargantuan basilisk covered in red runes, with long horns, six eyes on it's head, a rattle with a point, and multiple eyes, and a huge hood with four eyes, two on the front and two on the back, that also has six arms on the hood.*
Upon seeing the basilisk, Sargassa shrieks and dives her main head back into the water, the titanic shape of her whale sized form sinking a bit beneath the waves. Slowly, out of curiosity, she begins to raise it again. Her main head, eel-like, it covered in chunks of marble making it appear as if it were some sort of fractured marble statue of some beautiful woman. “I-I… am not perfect yet…”
*It's amazing to hear. So I've got dead Happy Chaos, the Moon Presence, the Nameless King, the Frenzy still somehow, Tiffany (Who is a lil cutesy demon of war), Bedman, Slayer, Nagoriyuki, and the Antispiral.*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*It's amazing to hear. So I've got dead Happy Chaos, the Moon Presence, the Nameless King, the Frenzy still somehow, Tiffany (Who is a lil cutesy demon of war), Bedman, Slayer, Nagoriyuki, and the Antispiral.*
*I’m honestly fine with any! I can let you choose from mine if you want, since I don’t know yours very well. I have the rats of Herionidus in their giant temple/hotel/studio ghibli bathhouse, Arsendir/Aemulus, though they’re in the city of order, Olliphander, though he’s also in the city of order, but one of your characters might have found on of his sending stones, Sargassa, or a telepathic conversation with the crown of Slaughter*
*It's amazing to hear. So I've got dead Happy Chaos, the Moon Presence, the Nameless King, the Frenzy still somehow, Tiffany (Who is a lil cutesy demon of war), Bedman, Slayer, Nagoriyuki, and the Antispiral.*
*I’m honestly fine with any! I can let you choose from mine if you want, since I don’t know yours very well. I have the rats of Herionidus in their giant temple/hotel/studio ghibli bathhouse, Arsendir/Aemulus, though they’re in the city of order, Olliphander, though he’s also in the city of order, but one of your characters might have found on of his sending stones, Sargassa, or a telepathic conversation with the crown of Slaughter*
*Welp, I guess I'll have to pick then, or I could roll a dice, I'll leave Happy out so it's an even 8. Also, you have Marie, the Frenzy's herald, who would have cultivating power and growing more mad over time due to the true artifact's influence on her mind. Anyway 3*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*It's amazing to hear. So I've got dead Happy Chaos, the Moon Presence, the Nameless King, the Frenzy still somehow, Tiffany (Who is a lil cutesy demon of war), Bedman, Slayer, Nagoriyuki, and the Antispiral.*
*I’m honestly fine with any! I can let you choose from mine if you want, since I don’t know yours very well. I have the rats of Herionidus in their giant temple/hotel/studio ghibli bathhouse, Arsendir/Aemulus, though they’re in the city of order, Olliphander, though he’s also in the city of order, but one of your characters might have found on of his sending stones, Sargassa, or a telepathic conversation with the crown of Slaughter*
*Welp, I guess I'll have to pick then, or I could roll a dice, I'll leave Happy out so it's an even 8. Also, you have Marie, the Frenzy's herald, who would have cultivating power and growing more mad over time due to the true artifact's influence on her mind. Anyway 3*
*well I could do multiple. How about the frenzy, which you rolled, and the nameless king?*
Marie, with the other gravediggers, are looting a town in the north. She’s burning a house down while a few of the others feast, and the rest keep watch.
the Nameless king finds a small round stone inscribed with a sort of ear somewhere in his city/kingdom or wherever he lives. It’s vibrating and making a horrible ringing noise.
*It's amazing to hear. So I've got dead Happy Chaos, the Moon Presence, the Nameless King, the Frenzy still somehow, Tiffany (Who is a lil cutesy demon of war), Bedman, Slayer, Nagoriyuki, and the Antispiral.*
*I’m honestly fine with any! I can let you choose from mine if you want, since I don’t know yours very well. I have the rats of Herionidus in their giant temple/hotel/studio ghibli bathhouse, Arsendir/Aemulus, though they’re in the city of order, Olliphander, though he’s also in the city of order, but one of your characters might have found on of his sending stones, Sargassa, or a telepathic conversation with the crown of Slaughter*
*Welp, I guess I'll have to pick then, or I could roll a dice, I'll leave Happy out so it's an even 8. Also, you have Marie, the Frenzy's herald, who would have cultivating power and growing more mad over time due to the true artifact's influence on her mind. Anyway 3*
*well I could do multiple. How about the frenzy, which you rolled, and the nameless king?*
Marie, with the other gravediggers, are looting a town in the north. She’s burning a house down while a few of the others feast, and the rest keep watch.
the Nameless king finds a small round stone inscribed with a sort of ear somewhere in his city/kingdom or wherever he lives. It’s vibrating and making a horrible ringing noise.
Marie can feel that same ringing of madness she's been feeling more and more as the Frenzied Flame grows stronger, and more frequent as it grows closer.
The Nameless King picks up the stone after hearing complaints about it from his citizens. He walks to the edge of the mountain that houses his kingdom, and plans to throw it into outer orbit.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*It's amazing to hear. So I've got dead Happy Chaos, the Moon Presence, the Nameless King, the Frenzy still somehow, Tiffany (Who is a lil cutesy demon of war), Bedman, Slayer, Nagoriyuki, and the Antispiral.*
*I’m honestly fine with any! I can let you choose from mine if you want, since I don’t know yours very well. I have the rats of Herionidus in their giant temple/hotel/studio ghibli bathhouse, Arsendir/Aemulus, though they’re in the city of order, Olliphander, though he’s also in the city of order, but one of your characters might have found on of his sending stones, Sargassa, or a telepathic conversation with the crown of Slaughter*
*Welp, I guess I'll have to pick then, or I could roll a dice, I'll leave Happy out so it's an even 8. Also, you have Marie, the Frenzy's herald, who would have cultivating power and growing more mad over time due to the true artifact's influence on her mind. Anyway 3*
*well I could do multiple. How about the frenzy, which you rolled, and the nameless king?*
Marie, with the other gravediggers, are looting a town in the north. She’s burning a house down while a few of the others feast, and the rest keep watch.
the Nameless king finds a small round stone inscribed with a sort of ear somewhere in his city/kingdom or wherever he lives. It’s vibrating and making a horrible ringing noise.
Marie can feel that same ringing of madness she's been feeling more and more as the Frenzied Flame grows stronger, and more frequent as it grows closer.
The Nameless King picks up the stone after hearing complaints about it from his citizens. He walks to the edge of the mountain that houses his kingdom, and plans to throw it into outer orbit.
Believing that the Frenzy is getting closer, she makes some excuse to the others and shapeshifts to a swarm of bats to try and meet it away from prying eyes.
right before he is about to throw it, the ringing stops. Instead, he hears a voice. “Hello? Is this thing on?”
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"I am Tiku" Tiku summons a few stars "Waiting..."
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"Waiting? what are you waiting for?" Phantom asks as he takes a seated position in the air
The lightning only grows around him, his speed becoming nearly impossible to keep up with, the ground cracking from the power in every step, his eyes glow with that golden lightning as he shatters the ground of the arena to disrupt their footing.
“We’re both wind domain…”
Baasal remains fixed in place on a cloud of his making
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
He cackles at he grabs Baasal by the leg, beginning to slam him against the ground. It was a bait all along.
“Wills-Damn-It.”
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
He sits down next to them, sweating slightly as the lightning disappears “Got ya.”
"Savut"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*In the name of the Dead king, I return to this thread to revel in his glory!*
The crown of slaughter is still in the possession of Foréir, last I checked, still granting him an extra 1,000 power points a day. However, suddenly, it starts to whisper telepathically with something… The Deities Savut and Orchid Learn of the Crown’s current location.
The rats of Herionidus have finished building their great temple to Dead Herionidus, a magnificent manor and bathhouse reaching high into the sky.(imagine like, spirited away) built on the river, connected by a bridge to an enormous grove of Herionidian trees. The bathhouse of Herionidus is officially open for business, and people from all over are mysteriously driven towards it, by some divine influence…
Sargassa awakes from a long slumber within her oyster palace. She swims to the surface of the sea of storms, raising her marble statue head out of the water and letting out a beautiful siren song, echoing across the entire sea. One in every ten mortals who hear it receive visions of Sargassa’s terrifying form, but also of the sea life she has nurtured throughout her ocean. Strange, peculiar, but beautiful. A few of these people, about thirty of them, are given the chance to see it for themselves. They dive into the water and are granted gills, fins, spines, whatever other adaptations they would need to meet Sargassa and her beautiful deep sea habitat. They become the first Simic Hybrids, or as Sargassa will call them: the Hadanti.
Baryaba Aemulus is currently in the city of Order, disguises as Arsendir as usual. Split into multiple different bodies, Arsendir is working all across the city to help with planning events, entertaining children, studying magical materials, et cetera.
In the deep of the night in the city of order, a window breaks. A small home, belonging to a waitress and a baker, with an infant, only a month old. The waitress bolts up in shock, running to the main room, seeing a hunched, cloaked figure next to the broken window, standing over their baby’s bassinet. Panicked, she yelps and rushes over, ready to fight the figure off right there. But the old intruder is too quick, and she cackles, grabbing the baby from the bassinet and leaping out the window. The rest of the night, the couple search for their child and the intruder, in anguish, but they find nothing. She disappeared in thin air.
Also in the city of order, in the entertainment district, a tower appears, right out of the ground, with a violent shaking and some sort of ringing sound. An enormous spire of stone and metal, at the very top of which there is some large chamber topped with a giant iron pole, connected to various metallic wires, which lead to several stone poles that suddenly appear throughout the area surrounding the tower. At the bottom of the tower, there is a set of glass doors and a staircase, going all the way up, surrounded on all sides by some tangled mess of those same wires. After about thirty seconds, from the top of the tower, a strange, staticky message can be heard, clear at first but fading to unintelligibility as it goes on. “Did you hear abou-ut t-th-e othe-r-r-r da-aa-aa-aay?” Across the city, at seemingly random places, in homes and in stores, ringing sounds can be heard. Sharp, loud, annoying. They come from little stones appearing across the city. Those who pick them up hear a voice.
Introducing Olliphander, the voice from the tower, the prince of communication, deity of telephones, god of industry, Fear, Treachery, Strife, and knowledge domain god of Gossip.
A large, intimidating giant basilisk slowly moves over to Sargassa "Hello, who are you?" it says in a doubled voice
*Desc:
A gargantuan basilisk covered in red runes, with long horns, six eyes on it's head, a rattle with a point, and multiple eyes, and a huge hood with four eyes, two on the front and two on the back, that also has six arms on the hood.*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Renoice! The Archfey has returned!*
Upon seeing the basilisk, Sargassa shrieks and dives her main head back into the water, the titanic shape of her whale sized form sinking a bit beneath the waves. Slowly, out of curiosity, she begins to raise it again. Her main head, eel-like, it covered in chunks of marble making it appear as if it were some sort of fractured marble statue of some beautiful woman. “I-I… am not perfect yet…”
*Anybody want to rp?*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*I can!*
*gods that feels so good to say*
*It's amazing to hear. So I've got dead Happy Chaos, the Moon Presence, the Nameless King, the Frenzy still somehow, Tiffany (Who is a lil cutesy demon of war), Bedman, Slayer, Nagoriyuki, and the Antispiral.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*I’m honestly fine with any! I can let you choose from mine if you want, since I don’t know yours very well. I have the rats of Herionidus in their giant temple/hotel/studio ghibli bathhouse, Arsendir/Aemulus, though they’re in the city of order, Olliphander, though he’s also in the city of order, but one of your characters might have found on of his sending stones, Sargassa, or a telepathic conversation with the crown of Slaughter*
*Welp, I guess I'll have to pick then, or I could roll a dice, I'll leave Happy out so it's an even 8. Also, you have Marie, the Frenzy's herald, who would have cultivating power and growing more mad over time due to the true artifact's influence on her mind. Anyway 3*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*well I could do multiple. How about the frenzy, which you rolled, and the nameless king?*
Marie, with the other gravediggers, are looting a town in the north. She’s burning a house down while a few of the others feast, and the rest keep watch.
the Nameless king finds a small round stone inscribed with a sort of ear somewhere in his city/kingdom or wherever he lives. It’s vibrating and making a horrible ringing noise.
Marie can feel that same ringing of madness she's been feeling more and more as the Frenzied Flame grows stronger, and more frequent as it grows closer.
The Nameless King picks up the stone after hearing complaints about it from his citizens. He walks to the edge of the mountain that houses his kingdom, and plans to throw it into outer orbit.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Believing that the Frenzy is getting closer, she makes some excuse to the others and shapeshifts to a swarm of bats to try and meet it away from prying eyes.
right before he is about to throw it, the ringing stops. Instead, he hears a voice. “Hello? Is this thing on?”