voice testing

[broyles]

Mun.

I know that you're familiar enough with what I do to understand exactly how important it is that I return to work immediately. For the good of our country and of our world, I implore you - whatever plans you are considering, abandon them.


[eta ooc: Oh-- oh my god what has even happened here I LOVE YOU ALL and also am so completely intimidated right now... UM. I will be back tomorrow, but I do need to sleep. My apologies.]

Comments

[onlyoneof]

I--

...

...

I got nothing.

[skepticalities]

. . .

That's often difficult, sir.

[synthesizing]

Agent Broyles!

Would you like some cotton candy? I've just made it.

[onlyoneof]

... what color?

[freemoney]

I shall wish you all the best for your future endeavors, Agent.

[meana]

... that one is not ours... is it?

[freemoney]

I should think not. He is rather dapper in that suit.

[synthesizing]

Ah, Peter. This pink one is, allegedly, strawberry-- though whoever developed that particular batch of additive clearly has never tasted a strawberry in his life. This one, in spite of being much brighter than the fruit of the mature Rubus leucodermis is called blue raspberry.

And, well... [A short, conspiratorial laugh.] The green one is my own particular blend.

[in other words, psychotropic.]

[onlyoneof]

... let's not share that last one, alright?

[meana]

Ah. In that case perhaps I ought to play hostage-- again.

[broyles]

Bishop. Did I miss however we wound up here?

HI BB | 1/2

[entangles]

Sir.

[freemoney]

Shall I produce the electrodes?

[synthesizing]

Of course.

I'd offer you some, son, but it's a little strong.

expect slow tags ;_;

[entangles]

All these people from different worlds- it's possible that they could help us discover a way to help our universe.

I'M SORRY I CAN'T RESIST

[dislocated]

...

You and me both.

IT'S A PARTY

[entangles]

Walter, what exactly are you offering Agent Broyles?

[onlyoneof]

Yes, clearly, but I'm not sure I can explain it.

... Walter has cotton candy, though.

YESSSS I LOVE YOU ALREADY

[onlyoneof]

...

This is a first. And that's saying a lot, I don't have many 'firsts' left.

PARTY IN THE FRINGE DIVISION

[synthesizing]

Cotton candy. I had Ostium order a machine for the lab.

Would you like some, Agent Dunham?

I HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA WHAT I AM DOING BUT IT IS YOUR FAULT AND I LOVE YOU.

[broyles]

Dunham.

[The "good to see you" is implied.]

How many different worlds are we talking about here?

[onlyoneof]

You really want to stay away from the green one.

[dislocated]

Oh, I know.

Does this solve a lot of old problems, or raise a whole bunch of new ones?

[onlyoneof]

[momentarily taken aback by the word 'son' but seems to recover quickly]

... Walter, what's the last case we worked on?

[broyles]

Doctor Bishop.

Thank you, no.