intuitive_aptitude: (well that's just too bad)
Gabriel Gray ([personal profile] intuitive_aptitude) wrote in [community profile] dear_mun2014-02-08 02:08 pm

Voice testing, Peeking Around at Games

Let's just really imagine how this will go.

You and me, integrated among heroes with so many powers I can't even predict what delicious wonders I'll see. How long do you think I'll last before I just pin one of them to the wall, cut his head open and take what I want?

Naturally, they'll all turn on me. No one is going to have Peter's abnormal capacity for forgiveness. Oh no, they'll try to kill me. And then I'll kill them. I'll kill them all.

And that just won't be any fun for all the other players now, will it?

So why don't you save yourself some trouble and take my advice.

Stay out of my head.
breakablegirl: (What you thought was fear)

y hallo thar

[personal profile] breakablegirl 2014-02-09 08:20 am (UTC)(link)
Wow. I actually agree with you. Is the world ending? Or are you just being less delusional than usual.
Edited 2014-02-09 08:21 (UTC)
breakablegirl: (Not enough to kill me)

:D

[personal profile] breakablegirl 2014-02-09 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[There's a barely detectable eye-twitch when he says her name like that. But she stays as stone-faced as possible.]

I remember. [And she's still unnerved by that whole meeting. Not the violent creeper parts, those are just par for the course with Sylar. But the. Almost. Sort of. Good parts. Those are still freaking her out.]

From what I hear it was a wasted trip, then. Guess I didn't help you after all.
breakablegirl: (Hard to be soft.)

/KEEPS

[personal profile] breakablegirl 2014-02-10 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
[Wow Sylar she really hates your everything. Every overly-casual or mock-serious movement he makes she has to keep herself from groaning.

But she's a little surprised, at least, that he apparently actually tried to get it to work. Actually wanted to get rid of his powers. Actually tried to follow through. Does it change anything, though? No, probably not.

Claire raises an eyebrow when he steps closer and crosses her arms, determined to seem as unfazed as possible, and if that fails, to at least make it clear that he doesn't scare her anymore.

Is he actually trying to keep himself away from people for a good reason? Or is this just another one of his tricks?
]

So what's the solution then? Tell yourself you're going to try to be a hero as long as you're locked up tight, free from temptations? That's not how it works, and you know it.

[Just what are you getting at Sylar.]
breakablegirl: (Poster of a girl.)

[personal profile] breakablegirl 2014-02-11 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
[Eye. Roll.

So hard. Such a hard eye roll. It might hurt if she could feel hurt. Thanks again Sylar.
]

So you ease into it. Pat yourself on the back for every person you don't murder. Sounds great.

[W o w.

But, wait. Lightbulb time.
]

Didn't you say you don't have to kill anymore? To get powers.
breakablegirl: (I'm a freak. People don't like freaks.)

[personal profile] breakablegirl 2014-02-11 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
[:/ She already regrets this before she begins. Why does she even bother. Why does she even talk to him, much less try and help.

Why tho.
]

So use that. Whatever it is. Then you can still get your- Ugh, delicious powers- [You're gross Sylar. Do you see why Claire and everyone else ever thought you ate the brains.] Without hurting anyone.

[A glance away as she shifts uncomfortably in place.] ...Assuming it's not like the stunt you pulled on me. [Cause that was cruel and unusual. CRUEL AND UNUSUAL.]
breakablegirl: (Uprising)

[personal profile] breakablegirl 2014-02-11 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
[She notices he's getting closer, but just assumes he's trying to-

Okay, no, he's definitely trying to make her uncomfortable. Really, really uncomfortable. And unfortunately, much to her dismay and disgust, it's working.

Claire takes a small step back, trying to keep the nervous look off of her face, mold it back into anger. The anger she wears so well. The anger that always burns extra bright, molded and ready and aimed, just for him.
]

I think most people would rather die.
breakablegirl: (Don't you try and stop me)

[personal profile] breakablegirl 2014-02-11 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
[She will bite. She will bite your lips off if you try a single thing Sylar.

Still, she knows he's trying to get a rise out of her. So what she's going to do is call him on his bullshit instead. What she hopes is bullshit, anyway.
]

Stop it. [She says through gritted teeth, taking a small step forward this time, squaring her shoulders and falling into a confident, solid stance. She glares, biting out the words with venom.]

You're psychotic and impossible, and obviously, a complete waste of my time.

[She'll turn to go. Storm on out. If he lets her or doesn't try and stop her.]
breakablegirl: (I've thrown rocks then hit both my arms)

[personal profile] breakablegirl 2014-02-12 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
[Of course. Of course he does that.

Claire feels her body stiffen unnaturally, and she knows she's completely under his control. Yet again. That doesn't stop her from struggling against it, even though she knows he won't let her go until he wants to, she hopes that the struggling at least makes it a tiny bit harder for him. A fraction of discomfort, even, is worth it.

She glares at him, begrudging surprise turning to pure fury as a growl hums in her throat.
]

Do you do this every time someone hurts your feelings? [She grimaces lightly, still struggling.] Cause this is becoming a pattern.
breakablegirl: (Sometimes I feel like old blue jeans)

[personal profile] breakablegirl 2014-02-12 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
[Wh- Why are you smiling, Sylar. This is really unnerving. Give her normal psycho Sylar with power-addiction and control issues and bloodlust, she knows how to handle it. Give her smiling saying he cares wtf Sylar and she's at a loss.

Her eyes widen and she feels her body wanting to shiver, to recoil away from the intruding warmth of his skin so close to hers. Claire clenches her teeth together, a hardness forming along her jawline as she hesitates but eventually meets his eyes. Eyes that she always imagines as black, empty, soulless. But unfortunately this close she can see that they're not black at all, they're actually brown and not as empty as she'd like them to be, and she wants her illusion back.

Claire closes her eyes and flinches as much as his hold allows.
]

Technically.

And you can't kill me anyway. [She pries her eyes open.] Do I get my own category? [The way she can pack so much loathing into so few words is pretty impressive, gotta give her that.]
Edited 2014-02-12 03:19 (UTC)