Voice testing because he's really rusty. Possibly looking?

[wittybanter]

Make up your mind. First you say you can't read anything without hearing my voice and now that you finally have made my journal and brought me here you're having doubts? Man, talk about bad timing.

.. No. No. You don't have to find me a home. I've heard what you've done to others and I do not want to be a part of it. Just let me peacefully go back into your headspace until you forget about me again.

...

Wait. What? ... That's just disturbing. Though also sort of cool.

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[thecardswilltell]

And what would the 'that' be?

[wittybanter]

She has a poster of me. On her door. So she says she never forgets about me because I'm the last thing she always sees before leaving her room.

[thecardswilltell]

Well, now, there's two ways to look at that...

You could be flattered.

Or you could be worried. You see, boy, muns tend to be worst to their favorites. Now me, I'm plenty of fun for my mundane, but I'm not her favorite of the bunch. Got myself a nice cushy teachin' position.

Her favorite? Well, the young lady is stuck in a very unsettling town and has been placed in a family with a husband who, from what I hear, isn't exactly a pleasant fellow.

[wittybanter]

I think I'll be worried. She drew that poster herself years ago and it's still hanging on her wall saying that I was and still am her favorite cartoon character.

I've seen what she's done to one of her other favorites. He wasn't even in the game for an in-game week and was attacked and kidnapped during an event. No telling what she would do to me if I ended up somewhere.

[thecardswilltell]

Maybe the other fella was made of softer stuff. [A quiet snicker.]

Apparently you bring back all kinds of roleplay nostalgia for my mundane, though.

[wittybanter]

That's just... wrong.

... Do I want to know? [ probably not. but his mundane does! ]

[thecardswilltell]

Now, don't get all scared on me, boy. She's not sure you were even in the game. But there was a viking boy there, and his mundane played you, too. A big fan, apparently, and someone my mundane thought well of.

[wittybanter]

Oh. I get it. Yeah. That's some pretty good nostalgia.

[thecardswilltell]

Kind of silly if you ask me.

[wittybanter]

I've heard worse. My mun has nostalgia playing me and I barely did anything last time she did.

[thecardswilltell]

Strange people, these muns.

Yours have anything in particular in mind for you?

[wittybanter]

Not. At. All. She spent the last few days wondering if she should even consider making a journal and giving me a home.

[thecardswilltell]

Well, give her some time. I'm sure she'll come up with some sort of torture just for you.

My mun says she hopes to see you around somewhere, though.

[wittybanter]

Thanks but no thanks. If she's going to take me to a place just to torture me I would rather just stay in her head!

My mun says thank you and hopes to see you around somewhere too, though.

[thecardswilltell]

[He'll just chuckle at that.]

Tell her much obliged.

[wittybanter]

[ hey! he would not like to be tortures okay thanks bye ]

Uh... yeah. Sure.