voicetesting and ridiculously nervous, hi

[thestarspangledman]

Miss --

I know you're nervous. It's alright, even I get a little nervous still, sometimes. Just be patient. You're reading those stories about me, right? It'll get easier. And maybe you'll even find somewhere to, uh, 'put' me, though I really think I should stay where I am. Being gone for 70 years was long enough, thanks. I guess what I'm trying to say is -- don't give up just yet. Okay?

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[sauntervaguelydownwards]

But giving up is a wonderful thing.

[thestarspangledman]

...No, it's not.

[trainwrecked]

I think something bad will happen the day when you try to advise somebody to give up. Happily, I think we're safe.

[thestarspangledman]

[BUCKY. Give him a moment, he's not -- entirely used to this whole alternate universe where you're not missing thing, yet.]

...You know me, I'm a stubborn son of a gun.

[aggravating]

Reading stories about yourself?

And here I thought I was the narcissistic one of the group.

[thestarspangledman]

...No, I meant her. I don't need to read them, I already lived them.

[worldsbestmarksman]

Really believe in your writer Captain?

[thestarspangledman]

--Well sure, why not? She seems like a great dame. ...Lady.

[technologique]

I'd say that I wouldn't hold my breath about her putting you somewhere but didn't you technically do that for 70 years? You know, I've been looking into getting frozen myself, because let's face it, people will just screw up anything I try to leave for them after I die. Extensive testing has been done but you come along with your soldier-in-a-can and an Arctic climate and voila. Perfect preservation. Well, almost perfect, since you have the mindset of someone who's destined for a home.

The point is don't get your hopes up, Gramps. You just start to think you know where you stand with them when suddenly you're dumped into a dark corner, watching some high school genius whose idiocy puts even Dummy to shame and a baker with a dumpster diver fetish get all the fame and glory.

[thestarspangledman]

I'd like to see you try to get used to being 70 years in the future easily.

I'm not getting my hopes up, I don't really want to go anywhere. We've got a job to do. Or we probably will, sooner or later.

[ohmythor]

"Those stories"? What, like old comics?

[thestarspangledman]

Yeah. She's hoping they'll get her more, uh. Comfortable with me.

[angermismanagement]

I think you should talk to my mun, Steve. She's not listening to me and I've told her the same things, probably twice now.

[thestarspangledman]

...I could try, but I'm not --really good at talking to ladies.

[notthatfondue]

Look at the positive reception you've received so far, Captain. Is she still nervous?

[thestarspangledman]

A little. But the fact that I get to see you is making up for it.

[lovelightly]

Oh, you're quite lovely, darling.

[thestarspangledman]

....Um. Thank you, ma'am.

[implying]

I'm sure I could think of a place to put you.

[thestarspangledman]

...And where would that be, sir?

[troublemakes]

You'd encourage her despite it infringing upon your so valiantly fought for freedom?

[thestarspangledman]

She needs it. I told her I didn't want to go anywhere, I can only hope she'll listen.

[ex_scintillating454]

Awww, the whole lot of you are entirely too precious for your own good.

[thestarspangledman]

...Thanks?

[swissarmybow]

What kind of stories is she reading? Curious. I keep hearing nightmares coming down.

[thestarspangledman]

Some by a fella called Brubaker, I think.

[changedbywar]

I'm sure your mun will do just fine. [As the personification of America, you can trust her judgement...maybe.]

[thestarspangledman]

I sure hope so.

[collisions]

Sure you want to be encouraging her, Steve?

[thestarspangledman]

I figure if I play nice with her, she'll play nice with me.