Voice Testing / Venting About Canon

[sciencewhizard]

You can keep giving me this whole deal about alternate universes all you want; I get it. It's scientifically possible, mun - I'm not gonna buy your "magical" little story about my world being some sort of fiction. Do you think that honestly makes me feel any better?

Yeah, it's really nice to know that there are other me's out there, running way past the speed of sound. Here I am stuck just below a sonic boom.

And what's with Bart bringing up my lack of Allen genes, huh?

And don't even get me started on that mission Artie had at Cape Canaveral. I already know your heart can't take many more surprises like that.

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[crashingthemode]

[Keywords are appropriate.]

Well, you don't have Allen genes.

[sciencewhizard]

Yeah, but that's not something you just say about a guy when it concerns his i-

[ Mustn't admit he still idolizes his uncle to some degree. ]

[crashingthemode]

Oops. You're totally feeling the mode, aren't you?

[sciencewhizard]

Yeah, I guess...

And I shouldn't be taking it out on you, cous.

[crashingthemode]

No worries. It's all crash here.

[flyingg]

Hypertime - that's the whole thing with the alternate universes - is weird, but, unfortunately, real.

You all right, twinkletoes?

[sciencewhizard]

Just wondering what's so different about our universe so that I'm constantly having circles run around me by my family.

[flyingg]

Maybe it's a sign of affection? Considering.

*bad jokes, Dick. BAD JOKES.*

[sciencewhizard]

Dude, lame.

[ But he can't help cracking a small grin at the attempt... ]

[flyingg]

*quick wink. Annnd then more seriously*

She doesn't actually know what's happening over there, and therefore I don't, but... you know. I keep beer in the fridge in case you decide to stop by.

*which makes sense in his 'verse?*

[precipitates]

[ Oh this feels... familiar and odd at once. ]

How old are you now?

[sciencewhizard]

... You're not my unc-

[ Don't tell him there's another speedster out there; it's not clicking yet. ]

I'm twenty-one.

[precipitates]

Not really.

[ That's cool. He's got this. ]

So you haven't tapped the Speed Force yet, have you.

[sciencewhizard]

Speed Force? What's a "Speed Force?"

[ His mun has yet to inform him about this thing that no one in his universe has apparently heard of before! ]

[precipitates]

Right, I figured.

Well, if your timeline goes like mine you'll figure it out soon. And trust me, there is nothing better than moving faster than the speed of light.

[backwordscompatible]

[She's just...not going to bring up the part about Artemis and the mission yet. Because it hurt too much to even think about. So distraction conversation time is a go:]

Seriously, Wally. What do you have against magic?

[sciencewhizard]

[ It's best that way anyway; he wants to tell, but he can't, for everyone's sake... So good thing for distractions unless it's about that topic. ]


I can't have anything against something that doesn't exist. [ Mean to say right about now, he knows it, but... ] If it were real... The world would be a lot weirder than it already is.

[backwordscompatible]

Then what do you call what my dad and I do?

[sciencewhizard]

Science too advanced to be understood currently.

[ He's grasping at straws, really. ]

Theoretically? It could be something like probability alteration at the quantum level, or something like that.

[backwordscompatible]

Really.

You're going to try and explain it scientifically?

[klarion]

All I hear is blah blah blah feeling inadequate.

[Someone's bored.]

[sciencewhizard]

[ Please, let's alleviate this boredom. ]

And you're so helpful.

[klarion]

[He floats idly in the air, Teekl curled around his neck as usual.]

Aren't you humans supposed to grow up at some point? Can't say I see it.

[sciencewhizard]

[ Great, even his favorite little cat's here too........ He's just staring with disdain. ]

Hey, I'm only twenty-one.

What about you? Aren't you like 200? [ Underestimate, probably? ]

[klarion]

[Klarion waves a hand dismissively at the question of his own age. Why put a number on his existence?]

So you're saying I can keep calling you "dumb kid." Works for me.