Voice Test

[darkmaestro]

So, you've decided that I'm the better. Well, that's one decision I can't disagree with. The other isn't a wholly unpleasant fellow but a bit trite, I'll agree. He's me, but certainly not me.

Overall I'm quite glad to be pulled from the catacombs for a while. It's a might brighter in your headspace, though I'll admit, I really had quite a send-off. I'd rather keep that memory, and if you take it from me, it might get unpleasant for the both of us.

[I might have to...]

...You may wish to reconsider that.

[It's going to depend on the pull-point.]

I don't care. You really should think twice about taking something like that from me.

Well then, I'm glad we've had this little chat. I'm certain things will be interesting.

Comments

[swordprincess]

Oh yes...things always get interesting when the muns are involved.

[darkmaestro]

So I've gathered. But I am known for making things interesting myself, from time to time. It should be a very - interesting - relationship.

[swordprincess]

Really? Well, you've got me curious. How do you make things interesting?

[darkmaestro]

I haunt an opera. So to speak. It's my home, and my domain.

[swordprincess]

Haunt? You mean like a ghost? That is interesting indeed.

[darkmaestro]

Yes, like a ghost. It's quite fun at times, and there's rarely a dull moment in it. One must keep up appearances after all - [He smirks.] - or lack thereof.

[swordprincess]

And I assume it doesn't get lonely? I feel like I'm haunting the world sometimes. Just wandering from one place to another, not really a part of the world.

[darkmaestro]

It....does. Get lonely. Perhaps I'd have a chance to meet others if I wandered, but I can't, not really. At least you get to see new places, yes?

[swordprincess]

Well, it's not the places I'm interested in. I only wander to search for one person.

[nobodys_king]

Rumor has it that you're a musician. Might I have heard of you?

[darkmaestro]

Ah, Mademoiselle is on a mission. Even so, it is good to remember to open your eyes to the things around you. Some of us never see any more than the same dreary walls for our entire lives. You are blessed, to set foot in strange towns and meet new people.

[darkmaestro]

I am indeed a musician, Monseiur. But I highly doubt you've heard of me in that context.

What about yourself?

[nobodys_king]

Only a simple collector.

[darkmaestro]

Ah, but that begs another question. A collector of what?

[nobodys_king]

Art, mainly, although anything that catches my eye.

[darkmaestro]

Hopefully that is not the only way to gain your interest. I find the ear a more discerning sense than sight, when it comes to beauty.

[nobodys_king]

Perhaps. Though not always.

[swordprincess]

Ah yes...I meet them, but I hardly remember anyone I've met along the way.

[She's just too single-minded for that stuff.]

Is there a reason why you can't get out and see new places?

[darkmaestro]

So...you mentioned music earlier, and "art" is a rather broad term. What part of the musical realm do you collect?

[nobodys_king]

Beautiful instruments, sheet music, rare recordings...alas, it's impossible to bottle the music itself.

[darkmaestro]

Even so.

[What he would give to be free to travel without fear. His adventures are all of his own making, his own imagination.]

Well, you this face of mine, it's not exactly fit to see the daylight. It gives people a terrible fright. [He looks down at his hands shyly.] Even me.

[darkmaestro]

That's part of the beauty of music. The soul that can't be contained by any vessel.

I've collected quite a repertoire of music myself. Scripts, scores, even instruments. And I can perform it all.

[swordprincess]

...Is it really that bad?

[She's seen a lot of faces, and it takes a lot to frighten her, if she's even capable of such an emotion anymore.]

[nobodys_king]

Ah, wonderful!

[darkmaestro]

[He nods, keeping his eyes lowered like a shamed child.]

It is. It's an ugliness the world above is not prepared for. And I will not be put on display because of it.