Hasn't anyone ever told you to leave well enough alone? No? Well it's about time they start. I'm dead for a reason and now what? You want to bring me to some other royally fucked up world?
Clearly you need to walk in my shoes one of these days cause girly, this isn't going to end well. For either of us.
Hmmm... mun-chan, you forgot about me for a reaaaally long time! I don't think I'll forgive you for that, especially when you're being so silly about everything.
It's a bit late to want the truth to come out about me! And I will definitely never tell! It's a super forever secret! ☆
And I'm supposed to be eager to leap into yet another post-apocalyptic shithole, if only because there are real, live men in it?
Go to hell! I'm not trading one worldwide disaster for another-- and especially not when there's still a chance I can help fix the one that's already on my plate.
[A beat. And then, coldly--]
No, I don't want to hear about Yao's advances in regeneration and cloning. Not after what you've told me those monsters have done.
It's sincerely fucking weird to be back. Finish watching everything. [ You could always just skip to my scenes, you know. No one would blame you. ] Hm? Oh, please, I can't begin to define the myriad ways in which 'get out of my head' isn't the appropriate response, here.
Well, I could certainly consider it. Given the last time my sea legs had to be traded for land legs didn't fair all that badly. Quite the interesting groups, individuals, and metal folk met. Much friendlier than the like one could come upon sailing the Chaos Sea, so the place has that as a mark in its favor.
An adventure all in itself.
Not that I'm entirely enthused about being taken from the Sea Slater once again. She and the crew do need me, even if last time none were the wiser of my displacement in an entirely different dimension.
While I understand you're having difficulties describing my personality, you can not and will not write that. You even think about it and I will pack up and leave.
Sincerely,
France's love toy [Scribbled out many, many times and in a different handwriting.]
Yes, we're managing. Thankfully, we went into business just as visitors were seen as good luck. Hopefully that will mean a decent amount of guests as we open for business.
I'm concerned, though, about Honey-senpai. Of course, he can take care of himself. However, you are asking him to shoulder the burden of protecting all of us on his own. He'd have an easier time -- protecting us and dealing with the strangeness of this place -- with Mori-senpai. Perhaps he'll come soon. The empty place at the table is extremely conspicuous now.
I would attempt to argue with you about your intentions of having us run afoul of the law and kidnappings involved, but I know when not to waste my breath.
Don't you dare get those kind of thoughts into your head. Especially when they're not true in the slightest. I never worked for Moriarty in the past and I will never work for him or anyone else like him in this 'AU' verse you seem to be enjoying creating in your head.
The past is the past and I'm never going back there again. Ever.
Like someone said, even if the studio is closing, you and the fans will always have the stories and the people they created. I know it's sad though, once you have a little of something wonderful you always want more. But we'll all be alright, life will keep going, and you'll always have me and the stories we've created together.
This is a little strange though. Most of everybody who posts here is angry at their muns, not patting them on the shoulder...
What did you think was going to happen? The Nexus isn't like that bar, you know. You can't just handwave your people knowing each other and expect to put it over. Especially not the thumb-fingered way you did it. I mean, yes, you know and I know it's just the sort of high-handed thing he does, but you have to admit, it's completely creepy when described to someone who hasn't actually met him. I'm not sure we can talk our way out of this. Not to mention that we're talking to somebody who knew me before the canon update, so you still have to decide how you're handling that. Oh wait, I forgot, that's the big problem! Mô~...
[ What you see is a reflection of Claude's work since becoming a part of his mundane's headspace. While he's ultimately displeased with the situation, he's quite aware that there's little he can do about it. As such, he settled for cleaning up. You'd think he was saying something about his mun's headspace - inscinuating it was dirty or something. Preposterous... ]
Let me make some things clear.
We are not 'friends'. And I am not here to serve you. In the end, I will do what suits me best.
[ It isn't that he thinks that will stop his mundane from doing as she pleases, but some things require saying all the same; lines drawn and such. ]
Oh you're going to be sending me? Of course you are, such a splendid idea! I know I'll be able to contribute and get them out of their mess, I've had a look and I can sort that out. Easy. It's all down to what counter-curses to use at the right time, which I know. Naturally.
Even without spells, my intellect will come in useful for all of them. Just remember to let me take my spare robes and of course my peacock quill. Can't be forgetting that now!
Well, get on with it, we don't have all day and you have an application to write out. No point sitting around thinking about it, chopchop!
Yours sincerely, Gilderoy Lockhart. Order of Merlin, Third Class; Honorary Member of the Dark Force Defence League; and five-time winner of Witch Weekly's Most Charming Smile Award.
So it's not enough to summon me to this dreadful place, but you also lack the attention span, nay, intelligence to read through my brief portion of history to ensure that your portrayal of me is correct? I find that unforgivable - but I acknowledge that this is ultimately meaningless in your opinion.
But let it be known, I will make myself heard.
I will endure this torment for as long as I must. I am the true Queen of England - I am no stranger to adversity and tribulation. You will not break my spirit.
Heheheh... I just knew you wouldn't be able to resist my adorable charm forever, Mun-chan! No girl can! I mean, who wouldn't want their beary own Teddie to play with?
[Uh, I could think of a few-]
Bzzt, wrong! The answer is no one, because everybody wants that. Duh!
Oh, but Mun-chan, don't worry about having to send me anywhere or anything! I'll be just fine in your headspace! After all, it's so busy here! I won't be bored with all these beautiful honeys keeping me company!