brand new voice; canon is raven cycle; player has only read the first two books (so far...)

[molotovheart]

Dear Wannabe Puppetmaster,

Having reviewed your invitation of residence within your "headspace," I am afraid I must decline. Despite your generous offer, I have no desire at present to make changes to my living situation.

In conclusion, you are henceforth formally invited to suck my balls.

Love and Kisses,

Ronan Lynch, esq.

Comments

[parrishing]

No headspace has anything on Monmouth, I'll give it that.

You actually got an invitation, though?

[molotovheart]

[Oh, Adam.]

Yup. There was a letterhead and everything.

Of course I wasn't actually invited. Do you think I'd be here if I was?

[parrishing]

Hey, some people are more polite than others. I just got moved right in.

You need a letterhead, speaking of. It would make your not-so-formal invitation way better.

[molotovheart]

Ooh, yeah. "From the desk of R. Lynch." I could even have my own logo.

[parrishing]

Better be a picture of Chainsaw. That would be appropriate.

[molotovheart]

Classy, Parrish. Real classy.

[...]

So.

You okay?

[parrishing]

[ this is the most casual of all shrugs. ]

Yeah. Can't complain too much.

[molotovheart]

Bet you could if you tried.

[parrishing]

It's always possible, don't worry. You want the long list or the short list?

[molotovheart]

Do I look like I'm pressed for time?

[parrishing]

Just because you have all the time in the world doesn't mean you want to listen.

We got attacked by killer rabbits. That was something.

[molotovheart]

[No, this is the most casual of all shrugs.

And then — ooooooh-kay.]

Definitely sounds like something.

[parrishing]

Yeah. [ for a moment, he debates mentioning the whole weird magic shield-bubble thing. But it sounds weird. ] And then we had to deal with a heatwave, and rain that apparently heightened emotions.

Other than that, the place actually isn't too bad. If you like floating islands.

[molotovheart]

Who doesn't love a good floating island?

[...]

Well. Good that you're not getting eaten alive by weasels. [Or beaten up, or worse, though he doesn't say those out loud.]

[parrishing]

People who're afraid of heights, probably.

I've got means of protecting myself. I shouldn't be shipped home in a box anytime soon, don't worry.

[formicine]

Of course you get a formal invitation. And of course you turn it down.

Me, I just found a nice place and made myself at home without asking. A little crowded, but I've never minded.

[molotovheart]

Just like that, huh. [Is he skeptical, or unimpressed? Maybe it's both.]

[formicine]

[she raises an eyebrow: his skepticism doesn't faze her]

Just like that. Though they put you in really strange places, so maybe you have the right idea.

[molotovheart]

I've seen some of their strange. Ours is stranger.

[formicine]

I mean. So far there's still places outside Henrietta (theoretically) and a distinct lack of random love spells, at home.

[formicine]

(Plus, where I am there's a Kavinsky all alive and dreaming up drugs, so they kind of stole our strange.)

[molotovheart]

[Somehow it's not so surprising that Kavinsky ended up alive.]

He got himself kidnapped? Must've thrown one hell of a fit.

[formicine]

You don't even want to know. Or maybe you do.

To be honest, I try to not talk to that complete asshole whenever possible.

[molotovheart]

[Does he want to? Maybe not.

Well. Maybe just one thing.]

Has he killed anybody?

[formicine]

No. Well. Wait. Yes.

There was this whole creepy organization that was kidnapping us foreigners. The ones with powers, anyway. Studying people and trying to figure out how to get at what they had. He killed a guard, I was there.

There's a you there too. But there are a lot of usses. Us back home, us not at home. Us in these people's heads when we're not there. Persephone would love it.

[molotovheart]

[All things considered, a guard who probably had it coming isn't so bad. As for the rest of it...

Ronan isn't exactly unaccustomed to weird shit, but she's right. This is way more of Persephone thing.]

If he ever tries killing someone that matters, I'd better be there to kick him square in the shriveled nuts.

[moonbitten]

That's a nice way to insult your Mun.

[molotovheart]

Hey, they started it with the whole kidnapping thing.

[moonbitten]

They kinda do that yeah. I'd prefer if they didn't tho.

[molotovheart]

If wishes were horses, right?

You got a name?

[moonbitten]

Wouldn't they run away then? ]He gives Ronan a confused look.]

Scott McCall.

[molotovheart]

[Nice try, but:] ...beggars would ride. You know, 'cause everyone would have a horse.

[moonbitten]

It's a weird idiom. Nor am I begging.

[molotovheart]

Whadda you want? I didn't write it.

So what do you do around here, Scott McCall?

[moonbitten]

I mostly have sex actually and other less awful things. It's better here than back home.

[molotovheart]

Wow. Good for you.

[moonbitten]

I guess so. Your Mun having any plans?

[molotovheart]

Not really. They're supposed to be "testing" me.

I hate tests.

[moonbitten]

I don't like tests either. But hey at least it isn't you who's taking it?

[molotovheart]

Nah. I'm just the rat in the maze.

[moonbitten]

More like the bicycle you take for a test drive.

[molotovheart]

I am not a bicycle.

[He actually seems a little offended.]

[moonbitten]

Yeah I can see that. It's just how I think your Mun might see you. But I guess rat in a maze works too.