Voice Testing >> Mundane is daunted by muse.

[western_philosopher]

[ Stands here. Admiring the view of the blank, white space of dear_mun. La la dee da, ignoring his mundane's stress and the racket she and his younger self is setting up in the headspace he currently inhabits. Seriously, he has listened to the non-stop screaming of half a country inside his skull for the last few centuries or so, two human beings freaking out and sulking don't phrase him at all. Youngsters these days are so noisy, gosh. ]

... Miss, I am sure this isn't going to be as difficult as you make it out to be—[ HksjdlsjdahflDqwGALfqNbdkajdakdaldkdakhdj!! You are a bumbling, air-headed super genius/god modding Philosopher's Stone with sappy romantic dreams and a wonderful wife, whose idea of a 'light read' is to crack open an alchemy book thicker then an concert slab and bulldoze through it, and that means I have bullshit my way through topics I don't know anything about, like love and parenting and alchemy and being intelligent! ]


You're annoyed that I am so much harder to 'play' then my younger counterpart is? [ Where on earth or Amestris did you get that idea? ]

Well, I am rather hopeless, I do admit that freely, but surely it can't be that... tiresome? I mean, I do my share of the work around here! Pull my own weight, as I think they say it these days... [ Yes, well, you see— ] Just take your time and think this over. I am aware you have no intentions of playing me in a...—'game', was what you called it, correct? Therefore, you are in no particular need to rush.




By the way. [ —Huh, what? ]

Miss. You haven't happened to have seen the train-station around here, have you?

[ ... Wait, what? ]

I seem to have.

Bought a ticket to the train to Resembool. But.

I can't find the train-station, and I can't keep Trisha waiting for me much longer.

[ THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH ANYTHING WE WERE DISCUSSING RIGHT BEFORE THIS! ]

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[never_nor]

[He'll just snap his fingers and Van's house would appear out of nowhere.]

Human. You and I are going to have some words.

/edited the post, sorry?

[western_philosopher]

[ Wait, hold up there. Wasn't he the one who was supposed to be able to ignore the Law of Equivalent Exchange? ]

Ah, yes? About what? I'm afraid I'm at a disadvantage... I don't know who you are.

I'm just assuming he knows enough about Van here in Dear_Mun to know he's heading to his house xD

[never_nor]

You can call me Baxter. Now I'm going to offer you a scientific proposal. One for your unique talents and with all the rewards you could ask for.

lmao i am so sorry for this

[alchimia]

[ Hellos? Nope, no hellos. Just a fist aimed squarely at Hohenheim's face. Sorry, Pops. ]

/jacked

[alkahestry]

BROTHER!

[Second verse. Same as the first. A little bit louder and a little bit worse.]

BROTHER! STOP THAT!

oh hi

[alchimia]

Al, I'm gonna pound his face in and you're gonna let me. I have my reasons!

:DDD don't be, anime-verse!Hoho would have deserved it

[western_philosopher]

Oh, Edward. Hello, it's good to se—[ Fist meets face. ]

[western_philosopher]

[ OW OW OW SONOFABITCH THAT WAS UNEXPECTED ]

[western_philosopher]

[ Goes flying backward, nice punch Ed.

Sits up, after a few moment, rubbing his cheek, and nursing a odd sense of deju vu. ]

Ow... What was that for, Edward? [ Granted, he deserved every punch his eldest son threw at him, Edward had already socked him once. Why now? ]

[alchimia]

[ That felt good. 'Course, he won't admit it, but he is still broken up about the whole watching his version of Hohopapa getting munched on by Envy;; ]

That's for being the worst dad ever!

He loves you really, Pops?

[braided_icarus]

[Just. This face. sgjksgj whyyyy.]

If you love him, please stop making that face at him?

[western_philosopher]

[ because playing younger Hoho!papa, sooner or later, leads to playing older Hoho!papa. ]

... Are you going to punch me in the face too?

Pffft.

[braided_icarus]

I want to. But I already kinda got that out of my system at the slums.

[alkahestry]

[Anyway... now that he's dealt with Edward, he'll be standing in the background smiling. For obvious reasons.]

/ignore the other tag

[western_philosopher]

[ Already healed from Edward's metal-fist punch and back up on his feet. Excuse him, Al, if he stares at you. You and your non-metal and non-starved flesh-and-bone body. ]

... Your body certainly looks in much better condition then when I last saw it, Alphonse. [ You don't look like you're in desperate need of a sandwich anymore, thank the Truth. ]


[ He starts to smile a little. This makes him a happy man, nothing but proud, to see his children grown up and ready to make their way in their lives in the vast, vast world. ]

... Did you get taller?

/deletes and reposts!

[alkahestry]

Hot headed doesn't even begin to cover it...

[Laughing. So much laughing. Dad you have no idea, don't get him started.

As for his body, yup, he eats a lot of sandwiches these days, but you know that's what happens after two years of recovery.

That smile on his lips, totally big, and yeah he's totally a lot taller than this Edward. However, he's not about to agree vocally, because that just might earn you another punch to the face Dad.]

I know he thinks he does, but this Brother doesn't know you like I do. Our lives were pretty different. That's what you get for being from different worlds though.

[earnedmystripes]

[...Just. Wincing in sympathy pain over here. And smiling sheepishly, rubbing his neck.]

A-aa. I'm glad Kaede didn't do that when I came home for a visit....

[Muttered, somewhat to himself.]

[western_philosopher]

[ Straightening out his rumpled clothes with a tired sigh. Then looking up, and noticing Kotetsu. ]

My son is very angry with me. [ stated very sheepishly himself, and very matter-of-factly. ] He often takes pains to insure I am aware of this.

nooow that my brain isn't half-dead from lack of sleep...

[western_philosopher]

—Kaede? [ He only just catches that mumbled remark from the other man. ]

Ah, you have a... [ polite word, polite word for oh, your kid deeply, deeply resents you for being absent during a greater deal of their upbringing too? what's a good word for that? ]—strained relationship with your child as well?

[couldntwait]

Ooh, a ticket to Resembool, hm? You better find it quick! You have a family waiting, after all.

[Also, hi dear.]

[western_philosopher]

I've kept my family for waiting far too long, haven't I? Man, I seem to be just as hopeless at keeping track of time as ever.

I'll hurry back as fast as I can.

[ He missed you so much, honey. ]

[couldntwait]

[She missed you too, dear.]

I guess it's good that I'm patient then, right?

[decayingheart]

....Hohenheim?

[western_philosopher]

... Yes, that's me?

[decayingheart]

[ Oh, the ways she could screw with you, Hohenheim. Just give her a second to come up with something insanely clever to say.

Just a second. ]

Oh, hello dear. It seems you've finally returned from the dead. I'm quite shocked considering I could've sworn I put you in the ground myself last time.