the most tentative voice test

[tyranngott]

Pathetic. You snivel and writhe in your insecurity, agonizing over what has yet to come. You think you have any hope of succeeding? You are little more than a worm, and I will not partake in your foolish endeavors.

You have no chance of mastering me. [There is silence for a while, interrupted only by the irritated drumming of long, gloved fingers against the cold table top.]

Should you manage it, it is only fitting that the world will fall into my hands. And that, at least, has potential.

Comments

[touchofgenius]

You make it sound so dirty when you put it like that. Maybe you should rephrase, without using the word "mastering"? Just a suggestion, ignore it if you want!

[tyranngott]

If you can manage, try to refrain from sounding like an idiot. [He'll drawl, the words low and icy.] Given your track record, I expect further disappointment.

[touchofgenius]

[And just like a balloon, Birkin deflates]

Sorry, I'll shut up... No, I guess that's pretty stupid too given the circumstances... Um...

Right, so! Uh, there's kind of a lot of stuff I need to catch you up on. Including, but not limited to, "Tell you to find a way to survive being in lava for extended periods". So... Yeah, go ahead and get on that.

[torikomi]

Why not work together, instead of one of you trying to master the other?

[tyranngott]

The weak cling together to survive. The strong ascend. I have no interest in being dragged down.

[notblackwesker]

[Will just be over here, wondering why you sound vaguely familiar.]

.....Hnh.

[tyranngott]

[Besides a cursory glance, Wesker dismisses the new arrival without much thought. After a beat--]

This is an unfortunate coincidence.

[notblackwesker]

...I wonder.

[1183gethprograms]

[And then there were more voices that sound familiar]

Calling mundane-users derogatory words have proven to improve a user's own confidence rather than the intended effect.

[tyranngott]

Perhaps. [Forget the mun, Wesker is far more interested in whatever you are.]

An AI?

[1183gethprograms]

We are known as Geth. This mobile platform is currently assign the name Legion by Shepard-Commander of the Normandy.

[desyncing]

Great, more mad men who want to take over the world.

Let me know how that works out for you.

[tyranngott]

A pity then that you'll be dust by that time.

[ghostintheanimus]

[whommmm]

The ruling ideas control the means of production.

i lol'd so hard

[tyranngott]

You understand art. I'll admit, I'm surprised. Did you attend primary school, or was this mere luck on your part?

[visionofthepast]

[selects the first, third and fifth images]

[regretzio]

[strum]

♪ For all the human beings they say your fortitude surpasses
You might be undefeatable if you'd take off your sunglasses ♪

[tyranngott]

[ha ha oh my goddddd fjd;saljg]

[Wesker is less amused and stares for a good thirty seconds.]

That was awful.

[regretzio]

[That is the reaction Bardzio lives for.]

[He takes the stare of admiration with pride]

[strum]

♪ My sense of rhyme and rhythm may sting the ears quite acutely
Awful perhaps, that I'll admit
But unforgettable? Absolutely! ♪

ffff s-so laaate

[phenotype]

[Oh look who it is. Hi, old man.]

Yeah. You keep telling yourself that.

and yet entirely welcome!

[tyranngott]

[Well hello, sonny boy.]

Well, well. If it isn't my protégé himself. Do keep out of daddy's way, junior.

[phenotype]

[Don't call me that, you old fart.]

"Protégé"? Hardly. I'm starting to understand why the jarhead hated you so much.

[weaponmadeperfect]

What the hell! There's an army of you aren't there. I mean yeah I know it started out with a small one but really how many clones do you have already. [Meaning okay what lab should she point BSAA at to destroy while keeping her government job.]

[tyranngott]

Why bother with clones when you have already have a perfect copy?

[weaponmadeperfect]

Because it would be like you to send the inferior copy out to test against Redfield... [Not that she's EVER seen him do that one before.]