voice test...

[vanquishing]

Oh boy. Me? Are you serious?

I mean, I'm... flattered that you would pick me. But, uh—wouldn't you rather play someone like, I dunno, like Mike? He's outgoing, and charismatic, and, y'know...

[ he huffs, quietly, rubbing the back of his neck. ]

Actually fun. I'm not tryin’ to rain on your parade here, just offering the more reasonable solution to this itch you apparently gotta scratch.

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[kissmygators]

Yeeeeeah, no offense, but your advice? Terrible. Mike Chilton is a big old wet blanket!

If your mun really wants someone charismatic and outgoing, then who better than...well, guess who?

[vanquishing]

[ chuck muffles a scream before it can escape the back of his throat, then forces out a laugh for etiquette's sake. ]

Ha! Haha... yeah, I. I don't think Mikey is a wet blanket, exactly, but—I guess you would be a great choice, too? With your loads of, uh. Personality.

[ the difference being that mike has a personality that is cool and the duke is probably certifiably insane, in chuck's opinion. ]

[gunchuks]

Don't listen to that guy. There's only one dude funner than Mike and he's standin' right here in front of ya. That's right. Me. YEAH, TEXAS!

[He slaps a big hand on Chuck's back.] Aw c'mon. You're fun, too, little fella. Uhhh, sometimes. Like when we play that game where I chase you and you run around screamin'.

[vanquishing]

[ whimper. ]

I think that's kinda stretching the definition of fun, no offense.

[gunchuks]

What? Noway. [And he's just going to pretend he knows what the heck Chuck is talking about.]

So are you gonna head over to one of those places? Y'know, where you're stuck somewhere and weird stuff happens to ya? A jam-can. A jelly-jam. Whatever they call 'em. Those things.

[kissmygators]

You guess I'd be better?

You know Chuckie, if I didn't know better I'd think you were [well look at that, he was far away and now he is right in Chuck's face how did that happen?] scared of me!

[vanquishing]

Jamjars?

[ chuck's correction is a little impatient, because for as much as he might not be excited about the idea, nerd things matter to him. ]

I—maybe? My mun hasn't been in a game in years, but inspiration is... weird and inconvenient for everyone involved. I just wish she had some kind of idea, ya know? The anticipation is gonna send me to an early grave.

[vanquishing]

[ PLEASE NO. chuck cringes away, lip trembling since he has no mike to hide behind. ]

Scared? [ his voice is only about three octaves higher than normal, and when he laughs this time, it's a frightened titter. ] No, uh! Just. I ate at this new place for lunch, and maybe something there didn't quite agree with me... hahahahahahaohjeez.

[kissmygators]

Wow. You are the worst liar I've ever met.

[He taps Chuck's head with his scepter, not hard enough to hurt, but for emphasis.]

[passengerseatdriver]

Man, I keep forgetting about how many of us are running around here.

But, yeah, pretty amazing that so many mundanes want versions of us.

[vanquishing]

[ he squeaks, preparing himself for the pain, and even though the scepter doesn't hurt, he can't help but make a noise. ]

Okay! I am terrified. Can't we just leave it at that, maybe?

[ mike would probably be disappointed in how quickly he crumbled under pressure, but hey, anything that gets the duke off his back, right? ]