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! ]

Comments

[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.

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!

/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.

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

[western_philosopher]

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

[alkahestry]

Reasons.

[Not good enough.]

Maybe you should find out which version of Dad it is before you go smashing his face in?

[He is also as usual kidding himself. This is Edward he's talking to.]

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.

[western_philosopher]

[ OW OW OW SONOFABITCH THAT WAS UNEXPECTED ]

He loves you really, Pops?

[braided_icarus]

[Just. This face. sgjksgj whyyyy.]

[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? ]

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?

[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!

[alchimia]

I'm pretty sure any version of me would have a good reason to punch him.

Alright.

[western_philosopher]

...

[ If the 'unique talents' are what Hohenheim thinks them are, cold refusal is going to be his politest response. ]

While I doubt you could offer any reward I'd be interested in, Baxter, I'm willing to hear you out. What is this scientific proposal?

[alkahestry]

Doesn't mean you should.

[It's his turn to ruffle your hair.]

He's not all that bad you know? Just give him a chance.

[alkahestry]

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

[alchimia]

[ NOT COOL that just reminds him you're taller and he does not approve. ]

Did you forget he left us, Al? Left Mom too.

[ WOW suddenly all of the déjà vu... ]

[never_nor]

I want you to resurrect a goddess.

[alkahestry]

I know.

[His expression hardens. He is the last person who needs to be reminded, but his expression slowly begins to fade as a sigh escapes him.]

There's still a lot I haven't told you about home. Some of it has to do with Dad. He had his reasons Ed, Mom knew that too.

[western_philosopher]

[ Oh, okay. That was an easy question to answer; ]

My sincere apologies, but I cannot do that.

[alchimia]

Well, isn't that just great. 'Cause the Old Man I knew never explained to Mom and left me to tell you—

[ Cuts himself off. No, Al doesn't need to know the atrocities for which Hohenheim of Light was responsible. At least not this Al and probably not his Al either. And in the end, Hohenheim paid for his crimes, didn't he? ]

Never mind.

/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?

[never_nor]

Not even if I offer you anything you want or need?

I would heed that you take the offer now.

/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.