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[poisoned_dreams]

No. Be silent you foolish man.

I do not require a home. While I do find your attempts at finding me a place to sew chaos once again, I do not find your ideas of where to do so appealing. That odd version of my brother in your headspace is right. You are a simpleminded creature with little to offer.

Oh come now. You are not taking me seriously now are you? As if you could threaten me you foolish thing.



... Stop that. What you feel and what you believe true is all wrong. Go back to looking for other homes for me while listening to Schubert and leaving me be.

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[beanstalk]

He should just listen to something more catchy and annoying as paypack.

[Y U P...]

[poisoned_dreams]

And why is that? Would you rather your mundane listen to horrible dance music over classical? At least I can read with Schubert playing.

[beanstalk]

I've stopped caring what she does, really.

I'm sure yours can find something extraordinarily peppy just for you.

[poisoned_dreams]

You already have one of me. Pity I am unable to make it two. I would enjoy making you kneel to me.

[beanstalk]

Sorry, I don't kneel to anyone.

[poisoned_dreams]

I would make you kneel.

[beanstalk]

Nope. [n o p e.]

[poisoned_dreams]

Insolent mortal. You will yield one day, perhaps to me, or even another but you will yield.

[1mistress_nomaster]

They never listen, you should know. Despite any protests you give them, but at times the places they bring you to places where... for awhile, you may find contentment.

May. I wouldn't hold out hope for that just yet.

[poisoned_dreams]

And you are an expert on such? I mean no disrespect, truly. Just a question.

He actually did put on classical is if trying to appease me.

[1mistress_nomaster]

[Polite laugh.] I do not know about expert, I've only my experience to draw from. [ponders a little.] But if this were battle, there is no true victory to be had, just a truce in your wishes and theirs.

[A smile for that.] Exactly what I mean... Mine likes to play music from my time occasionally, it's most pleasant for awhile.

[poisoned_dreams]

I fear there will be no truce when it comes to this. He is trying to make it sound more appealing to me but I regret that such will not be the case.

Perhaps he is not so horrible. He does his best to keep me happy when he can. Then again, most of those in this space are loud and obnoxious, he must try to make up for that.

[1mistress_nomaster]

They try so hard to do so don't they? Mine's not so eloquent though, and her attempts to dress things up are both amusing and painful. Half the time I think I agree just to make her stop. It's a bit like watching a lost puppy.

[Frown for that.] I am sorry to hear your company is not to your liking, I wish I could help... Maybe one of these 'games' would be good then? You could find company you actually enjoy? Rather then forced association? At least that is how I would look at it.

And of course, different people to play tricks on, as it were. [Given what she knows of his nature.]

[poisoned_dreams]

It is such a shame. You are with one of those that shares space with me, correct? The overly loud one with the red hair and fondness for cigarettes. He would have sent me to join you both, had you not already acquired a version of me.

The only tolerable two here are the old, tea loving man and the quiet man that spends his time reading cook books.

[1mistress_nomaster]

Yes, I do know him, he is rather good to me. And yes, I know another version of you, and I enjoy his company so very much. Are all versions of you so charming?

[Smiles as encouragingly as possible.] Well, that is something is it not? Better then no company at all. I'm rather blessed, though I feel a little guilty now, I wish I could help you in some way.

[poisoned_dreams]

He speaks fondly of you to the others. I cannot speak for all other versions of myself but I am flattered you find the other version you know and myself charming.

The old man is easy to talk to and he manages to make it easier for me to deal with the others. You would probably enjoy his company.

[sneaky_snake]

Your puppeteer sounds as tiresome as my own. Although I'm growing tired of this box I've been placed in. It's nowhere near where I should be.

[poisoned_dreams]

Boxes are for pets and toys. I am free to move about as I please at least.

[sneaky_snake]

Boxes are also for those whom behave badly. Or perhaps I'm too much of a distraction, I can be quite a handful~.

[poisoned_dreams]

I would think cages or stocks suit that sort better. No more a handful than a rowdy god I should think. Let alone two.

[sneaky_snake]

But when stuck in one 'box' sounds much better than 'cage'. At least to me.

... A god you say? [Que that devilish smile of his.]

[poisoned_dreams]

Boxes rarely can be looked through though. Cages have bars to experience the world through.

Are you so surprised?

[sneaky_snake]

Oh I'm much too troublesome to be allowed a view of anything. I require a special prison.

Not entirely. I had my suspicions.

[poisoned_dreams]

Pity.

Oh really? If you would indulge me.

[a_box_of_cats]

They do like to threaten, to think they're in control. They think that their whims mean something in the end. It's amusing.