corrupted_brother: (Laughing)
corrupted_brother ([personal profile] corrupted_brother) wrote in [community profile] dear_mun2012-06-12 05:47 pm
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Voice testing the crazier version of him

It's about time you let me out, Mundane.

heheheheheh... AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!
starofchaos: louis cyphre (helel; so are we doing this now?)

[personal profile] starofchaos 2012-06-12 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)
My. I can see why she locked you away.

[Chuckle.]

Having fun with your newfound freedom?
starofchaos: louis cyphre (helel; a little sleepy...)

[personal profile] starofchaos 2012-06-13 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
That doesn't mean you can't have fun doing them.

[He smiles leisurely at the odd man. Most of his own weight is on his wings now, leaving him floating a short distance from the ground.]

That's the best way to do it, after all.
starofchaos: louis cyphre (helel; I'll tell you everything)

[personal profile] starofchaos 2012-07-19 07:39 am (UTC)(link)
Magic.

[An indulgent smirk crosses his face; there's no way the man will believe him anyway, he's sure.]

Can you not tell?
starofchaos: louis cyphre (helel; is this what you truly desire?)

[personal profile] starofchaos 2012-07-22 09:52 pm (UTC)(link)
I told you. But if you wish not to believe me, then that is your choice.
starofchaos: louis cyphre (helel; wickedness in my eyes)

[personal profile] starofchaos 2012-07-30 01:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Can you prove that it isn't?

[Well now. He doesn't protest, or even wince as the feather is torn away. But for one good reason.]

How very rude.

[His voice is cold.]

You're quite lucky I'm in a good mood today.
starofchaos: louis cyphre (helel; wickedness in my eyes)

[personal profile] starofchaos 2012-08-08 03:59 pm (UTC)(link)
I already told you.

But you will not listen.

[In turn, he reaches out to pluck a hair from Kyoji's head.]

An eye for an eye, is that not how the term goes?
stalking_horse: (There's ╫ Ink on your hands)

[Detective is having his "Well, this doesn't seem so bad - ...oh. Oh god. :| " )

[personal profile] stalking_horse 2012-06-14 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
....


....

Should I start stocking up and making plans again for what to do in case of someone being a complete Danger To Self And Others?
stalking_horse: (Don't ╫ Fall away to Fate)

[personal profile] stalking_horse 2012-06-14 01:16 am (UTC)(link)
...right.


So is there some goal you have in mind, or?
stalking_horse: (There's ╫ Ink on your hands)

No worries!!

[personal profile] stalking_horse 2012-06-14 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
[Dear Author: Whatever the Hell you got into, lay off of it. Seriously.]

...So, is aiming at random bystanders part of this agenda, or can I safely go back to my tea?
stalking_horse: (Don't ╫ Fall away to Fate)

[personal profile] stalking_horse 2012-06-15 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
[...And Saguru is mildly confused, but hey, he's seen others do this game with the bracket-text that he can't be aware of!]

What things? [No, he's not psychic, but hey, you draw attention to it...]

...Right. I'll remember to stock up on supplies.
stalking_horse: (Tragic ╫ Mix of wayward magic tricks)

[personal profile] stalking_horse 2012-06-15 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
[You kinda hit every branch on the crazy tree on your way out, didn't you?]

. . . . . . .

Of course.

I'll just be over here.

With my tea.

Not thinking about this.

[ /LYING]
stalking_horse: (There's ╫ Ink on your hands)

[personal profile] stalking_horse 2012-06-15 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
[MUN is trying not to use this icon so much, but.]

...

[Yep. He's got tea. This is kind of impressive, really. Maybe if he weren't stuck in some cross-dimensional pocket realm, he could videotape it and post it online.]
stalking_horse: (Messing with my mind)

[personal profile] stalking_horse 2012-06-17 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh dear. That doesn't look good. He's actually getting more wary now, with one hand in his coat pocket for some reason.]

...Are you still with us?
stalking_horse: (Hear ╫ That tragic chorus now)

[personal profile] stalking_horse 2012-06-17 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[As much as he's fairly "normal", after all his years chasing murderers and the like, he was on edge enough to be moving to get out of the way at the drop of a pin - and that's significantly more than the drop of a pin.]

[It's a narrow scrape - he's in shape, but physical combat isn't his strong suit, and his main defense does delay him enough for him to be scrambling off balance and still within reach - dropping something from his pocket and dealing with a small rebreather is a distraction...]

[The last time he'd tried to use the knockout-smoke grenades it'd turned out to be on a robot, and it'll be a second or two for there to be enough of it released to be useful anyway, leaving him still in an iffy place and far too close to someone that's completely lost it.]