bro of all elfbros.

[doriath]

Great love do I hold yet for Túrin, and no bitterness has befallen me since our ... last parting. He was tortured by the orcs in ways that violated even the hands of the outlaws which found me in Brethil. But that is long past. He was not himself, ere he awoke. I bear my beloved friend no ill will. And now we have that settled — whither would you send me, if I must be uprooted? I will give aid where I can, as I have ever done, though Menegroth and Dor-Cùarthol's halls of Amon Rûdh are betrayed.

Though I do not long for Anglachel, my lady, I would have Belthronding by my side.

Mun just watched Say Yes To The Dress for a few hours.

[a_good_detective]

 ...I had never given much thought to what my wedding would be like. A disastrous affair to be sure; my father would no doubt disapprove of Elizabeth given his obsession with public appearances and would call it 'most unbecoming' or some other such obsolete nonsense. My mother would be hard pressed to even attend. Mycroft would, but I can't say if that would be for good or ill. Watson would be the only guest of any degree of character.

But that one woman did look like Elizabeth, yes, or how she would have looked had I not failed her. She would have been far more beautiful though. Her beauty lies in her integrity, in the light of her eyes, her smile - things not woven into elaborate dresses and expensive clothes or given features of any other woman. Yet if she had asked for it, I would gladly throw away what I have left of my inheritance upon such a garment as what was shown for her.

You try to torment me, mun, with things that can never be. What you do not realize is that things such as this always are in my mind. Not this one specifically, but things like it.

I can only hope the other Sherlock Holmes of the multiverse fare better than I in this regard.

(no subject)

[tactical_alert]

You are a mess, aren't you? Perhaps there are things that need tended to other than your honestly quite disturbing ideas for writing, hm? You must be one of the only people who even wants to read this or you would've seen it already, and now that you want to sit and write it, you haven't even a clue where to start or what you want out of it.

Remind me how I ended up with someone so disorganized and distracted. Please, enlighten me, I'm honestly curious. Maybe if you stop going off half-cocked, you'd get something done.

(no subject)

[postschromnaked]

Why, yes.
I do think initially most kindnesses have an ulterior motive, milord.

I vow that I do wear my title most proudly.

upon hearing the game is getting localized

[abnormallynormal]

[Well, there's a lot he can say to this. IT'S ABOUT FUCKING TIME is a possible one, but...]

...Miss mundane, I don't think you should be playing me this impulsively. [Blink.] Frankly, I won't last long if you do that.

[good thing a nice canon review will be coming up march huh]

(no subject)

[practicality]

I suppose a break from inactivity can be welcomed...

[ just a tad warily: ] Though one has to wonder for how long this break will be.

(no subject)

[cordials]

...you do realize that 'walking down memory lane' is probably the lamest exercise ever, right?

(no subject)

[theskyisawake]

[ something of a hyperactive little redhead. Definitely runnin' around. ]

What is this place?! It's so BIG!! [ she shouts and then laughs. ] Is Elsa here?! She can make the whole floor slippy and all with ice!! It's magic!

[ cue the spinning around, as if she were "skating". Haha...she's got some energy! ]

(no subject)

[childsupport]

So, this is what it's come to. I can't say it wasn't a long time in coming.

[ ... ]

No, I don't mind. Do what you will, and take your time.

(no subject)

[gomezaddams]

And here's another interesting place...

Mun, you are spoiling me today indeed.

Voice testing.

[wolfwithaguitar]

Mun...I'm not really sure why you're doing this. I can tell you exactly where I am right now without you having to make a whole new journal for me. I don't think anyone's going to remember me.

And I doubt any of my friends or acquaintances are around. Things are just going to be lonely and weird without Murphy, Rogue, Chase, Anna...what am I supposed to do without them? This is so strange. And it's cold and wet and I need more coffee.

Going to bravenewworld

[arche]

They always come crawling back. Not that I had any doubt, obviously. It was just a matter of time.

But look, we've gotta talk. Why would he be the one that brought all this on? I guess I really shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth, especially since Cress will be there too (all by himself~), but ugh, seriously? I don't need him getting in the way of my awesomeness. This is finally my chance to bag a hottie, so why does he have to be the reason why I'm even going there in the first place?

[A beat.]

No, I won't say his name, this is stupid. We all know who I'm talking about. And if you don't, you're dumb. Seriously dumb. I don't even know why we're still talking about this. Why are we still talking about this? The only thing that matters is that I'm great, Cress is hot, and that no stupid, angsty archers are getting in my way of being awesome.

Period.

an old muse returns

[squeals]

Did you really think you could keep me quiet for so long? I thought you knew better by now.

(no subject)

[crankyourshaft]

As flattered as I am by your warm opinion of me, we can't keep doing this. You can't just pick me up every time you get a whim and expect me to play along. I'm a busy girl, you know.

And you have plenty of people you can use to occupy your time. I'm sure they would be more than happy to humor you. I'm a little more... selective, shall we say?

Mulling over maskormenace

[larker]

Keep your expression just like that. Not that I like it. It's just at some point the wind'll change and your face will stick like that.

Well now you've just gone and ruined it.

Round two then? [Claps his hands together and rubs them.] Start writing it. Don't tell me you haven't made your mind up, or I wouldn't be here brushing off about a year's worth of head dust crap from myself.

Traumatizing. Covered in head-dust. Thanks for that.

And if you gimp my powers I am going to kick your sorry ass, got it? Yeah we got it. We got this. Good for you mundane!

You have no idea what you're doing, do you? Ugh.

voicetesting. be gentle?

[encagedbird]

Look, I'm... I'm flattered you like me, but I don't want to be here.

[Murphy looks down for a moment, shaking his head, a sigh leaving his lips. When he looks back up, his mouth is drawn back into a frown, his eyes narrowed slightly.]

I'm tired of being jerked around like a puppet. You seem like a nice girl and all, but it's really just... It's better if I'm on my own. I've come to terms with my demons and I have to live with what I've done. Isn't that enough?

All this place seems to be good for is torturing people like... [Like him. Like everyone else who's gone through that Hell on Earth. Like anyone who's had a hard life. He trails off, deciding not to finish his sentence.] ...No offense.

Homeless forever, I'm not quite sure what I'm doing

[paperworkhell]

[Eridan remains unamused at his mun's maturity, which is somewhere around the five year old mark.]

wwell fuck you too, some a us havve actual wworks an livves an shit??

[Unfortunately for him, his mun does not care one bit about his work or his life or his shit.]

come on, brinesucker, i wwas in the middle a fuckin audit there

[Not. One. Bit.]

youre wworse than fuckin sol, i swwear to fuckin god
at least the bastard doesnt fuck wwith my audits

old fandom, new muse

[marksqueen]

Now really, mun, are you thinking this through? For years you've had my sister and now all of a sudden you're choosing me? I have to wonder why the sudden change of heart.

And what exactly you're planning on doing with me now that I'm here.