Van Hohenheim『 The Fifth Element 』>> Alchemist (
western_philosopher) wrote in
dear_mun2012-04-08 12:33 am
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Voice Testing >> Mundane is daunted by muse.
[ 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! ]
... 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! ]
