[Dictated]

[deductiongeek]

Oh? I guess it has been a long time since I used this. Is everyone doing okay?

[The voice coming from the journal today is cheerful and innocent. All of this is a lie, Conan had been avoiding the journals recently because there were quite a few people he didn't want to talk to.

Not that that had helped much. One of the drawbacks of living in a contained are. Even one as large as the castle was. It was very difficult to avoid someone for long.]

But I do have a question! What is everyone's favorite mystery author? I've been reading Doyle and Christie and Poe a lot recently. I-

[And his comment is suddenly interrupted by a loud garbled screeching at several different tones at once, almost like the feedback into a mike.  But in dozens of different voices at once.]

Comments

[holyrabies]

Woah, what the heck?

[deductiongeek]

Just some technical difficulty! Everything is fine now!

[holyrabies]

You sure there?

[deductiongeek]

Of course! It was just something I had to fix here. [He's desperately trying to come up with some explanations for what just happened. That did not involve admitting that he had a voice changer capable of perfectly mimicking dozens of voices in his possession.]

[holyrabies]

Like what, though? That sounded crazy!

[cyan_maid]

[Hey, it's that kid from the well excavation. She was going to respond to your question, but then that feedback!] OH!!

[She's quiet for a little bit, and then, cautiously,] A-Are you alright...?

[deductiongeek]

I'm fine! Just had to fix someting here.

[cyan_maid]

What was that, anyway? A microphone?

[deductiongeek]

Just a toy that broke.

Dictated

[wizard_redfive]

[Conan... Don't think she buys that innocent act one second.]

Having some technical difficulties?

Dictated

[deductiongeek]

Not anymore.

Dictated

[wizard_redfive]

...Is that a "I fixed it" not anymore or "it's dead as a doornail?"

Dictated

[deductiongeek]

Its not making noise anymore, is it?

[inharperwetrust]

Sounds like you got some killer paper interference, there, chief.

[deductiongeek]

Just a little bit? But it isn't a problem anymore. [Though now he had to think up explanations that in no way involved his possession of a technologically advanced voice changer disguised as a bowtie. And try to figure out how to fix it.]

[inharperwetrust]

Yah-huh. Sure.

Y'know, if you want a second opinion, I'm pretty good with mechanics.

[deductiongeek]

Its not making any noise anymore, right?

...What kind of mechanics?

[loveisabattlefield]

(Ow ow ow ow her ears.)

What was all of that?!

[deductiongeek]

One of my toys broke. But don't worry, I got it to stop!

[loveisabattlefield]

What kind of toy can make that noise? Are you hurt?

[deductiongeek]

[One that is actually a secret high tech voice changer capable of allowing him to perfectly mimic any voice. But of course Conan did not want anyone to know that a kid had access to such technology. It would raise some questions he didn't want to answer.]

Don't worry! I'm not hurt at all!

[soccerwhisperer]

Wh--What was that?!

[deductiongeek]

Nothing important.

[soccerwhisperer]

It really hurt my ears, but you were right by it!

[deductiongeek]

But it didn't last very long, so I'm fine!