dear_mun | On dusting off his voice, and considering sending him somewhere. Beware: Massively AU

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On dusting off his voice, and considering sending him somewhere. Beware: Massively AU

[He sits.

He stands.

He sits again.

He starts cleaning the Biggoron sword with an air of fanaticism, despite the fact that it doesn't have a single mark on it. He gives the mun a look of exasperation and grunts.]

...Either send me there, or don't. This consideration and agitation is good for neither of us.

((OOC: Thinking about playing him at

jarjammed, and need to get back into his voice to see if that will work out. Careful, he's heavily AU, but if you want some info head over to his profile.))

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((he's not AU anymore, it's canon that one Link dies. *sob*))

[She remembers him, all smiles but darkness inside and wearing Link's face. She never got the details of what exactly had happened before she escaped into the Lost Woods and found her own world again, but they weren't details that she really wants to know.

And yet here he is.]

You.

((bwahahahahaha))

[Hm, a Zelda that isn't naively blubbering over him or giving him those sad, hurt eyes. A Zelda that clearly knows at least a little something about who he is. That contempt in her voice is like a breath of fresh air. It's always nice to be recognized for one's accomplishments.

He smirks at her, deliberately striking a relaxed pose despite his inner tension.]

Well hello there Princess. Can I assume we've met before?

[Scoff.]

You expect one of those... puppet masters to listen to you?

[Well this is...He's not sure how he feels about this. It's himself. Himself back before he became Ganon's acting general and number one suppressor of all things rebellious. Back before he was assassinated on a regular basis. Back when he knew definitely who he was and hadn't gotten confused by living so long in someone else's skin. Seeing Dark hits him somewhere he wasn't even sure he had.

Is he happy to see you? Resentful? Pitying? No. Mostly he's just confused, so he doesn't react to the scorn quite as quickly or as elegantly as he'd like. He tries to write off his incredulous pause as something disdainful or equally dismissive.]

.....Mine seems fairly cooperative more often than not. Letting me out here was decisive in itself.

I really don't think you know what "fairly cooperative" means, kid.

These mundanes will do a lot to you, without even asking first.

[Dark simply brushes all disdain and dismissal off, really; it just slides off like water on a duck. Or a Dark, in this case.]

[You called him kid. You called him kid. That's hilarious, mildly insulting, and vaguely ironic all at the same time. He chuckles and starts to wonder if you think he's actually Link.

Now that the initial shock of seeing himself has passed, he's able to save face slightly.]

I'm not exactly new at this. I'm aware they can be difficult, but I've never had problems with getting him to do what I want. Maybe I'm just better at persuading, convincing, and manipulating others than you.

If you're really going to think that, then you don't know who you're talking to.

[The face has him stuck, sorry. To this Dark Link, you are just an ill tempered little twerp of a Hero.]

I'm not speaking of my own experience. Its her other muses that get tugged around on strings all the time, after all.

[Ah, there it is. He even convinces himself. This is too rich.]

Are you sure you know who you're talking to? I am willing to bet I'm not the same dashing Hero you're accustomed to.

[He considers walking out of the body right then to show you, he's a little eager for you to know oddly enough, but he doesn't. For one thing he wants to make this a dramatic reveal, and building up the suspense a bit never hurt. Secondly he's a little worried that you might try to nab the body while he's out of it. The last thing he wants is an alternate version of himself running around in his meat shield.]

Tch. Does it matter?

No matter who's in that awful green, you're just a dumb Hero like the rest of them.

[Why would he want to nab the body? After his Link left, he just went off to make himself his own name and his own place. Screw having the Hero's mass of flesh.]

I haven't been anyone's savior in a long time. I think you'd find we are far more similar than you know.

[He's a tad on the paranoid side. Multiple assassination attempts can make a person think that everyone always has the worst intentions. As it is he remains in the body, opting to just keep testing the waters.]

I'm surprised you haven't noticed anything off yet. I've never been commended for my acting skills.

Of course I've noticed. You're a little nastier than the Heroes. It's a breath of fresh air!

[Sorry bro, but you really just are a nastier Link to him, right now.]

Acting skills, huh? What - you have to put on a happy face for the royal family? Only doing it for the rupees or something?

[He tips his head at the compliment, one hand going up to scratch at his chin idly as he again considers just coming clean. He could be out and back into the body in a matter of seconds if he needed to. He wouldn't be vulnerable to anything for very long. He's quiet for a moment before he makes up his mind. Then he sighs, and lowers his voice to a conspiratorial stage whisper.]

I'm going to let you in on a little secret.

[Dark Link steps forward, his face now a solid inexpressive shadow as Link's corpse falls lifelessly to the ground behind him.]

I'm much more than a little nastier.

[He feels naked and exposed when not hiding in the body, so it's not very long at all before he crouches down and repossesses Link, getting to his feet a moment afterwards.]

[That gets this shadow to blink once or twice, before a grin winds its way on his face.]

... Oh - that is just cruel.

I have to hand it to you - I never even thought of that.

[He stretches a little bit and rolls his shoulders, cracking his knuckles and generally making sure all the important joints are in working order. A matching smile creeps onto his face and he nods again in recognition of the compliment.]

I can't exactly take all the credit. I wouldn't have been able to possess the body if it weren't for Ganon's initial success.

Ganon?

[He can't help tapping his chin then, as if contemplating something.]

Maybe I was too quick to shed all ties with higher authorities.
The freedom's great and all, but if Ganon winning can do something like that for me...

[Whoa. Wait. What? You just...walked out? You can do that? The notion of independence is both tantalizing and incredibly foreign. Ganondorf has taken measures to ensure his obedience, and he's not exactly in possession of fully functional free will.]

Freedom? You...how?

After Link defeated me, I just hung onto his shadow until we were outside.
Hopping from one slice of darkness to another isn't too hard for you, is it?

Once outside, I just slithered my way out and found my own place to live.

I'm still just a shadow; but I'm a shadow who can do whatever it wants.

[Hey, you're him, aren't you? You should know that nothing can get between him and something he really wants.]

Of course. I acted mostly the same but I felt compelled to return to Ganondorf afterwards. I'm not....entirely sure why.

[He looks perturbed. He can do whatever he wants, right? He's carrying out Ganon's agenda because it's what he wants too.

Right?]

I'd tell you if I knew the answer.

Perhaps you were too weak to ignore it.

[That's got to be it, right? Just too weak to resist the pull to another dark being.]

[He frowns. This is all giving him a headache. He shakes his head, trying to clear it.]

It doesn't matter. I got what I want, so how or why doesn't matter.

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On dusting off his voice, and considering sending him somewhere. Beware: Massively AU

I remember you from LJ d_m~

Oh heeeeey o/

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