Voicetesting. What am I doing.

[owl_be_back]

Foolish girl, do you really think you can contain me here?

Run along and play with your other muses. Work on your silly little drawings. Leave me be; I have no time for the likes of you, much less the likes of this place.

Comments

Something absolutely glorious. :'D

[sarah_williams]

I'm surprised someone made the willing decision to invite you into the private space of their head.

Let's hope I can do him justice then! ;w;

[owl_be_back]

Oh, she was more than willing to extend a hand. However, now that I've made myself comfortable, she thinks she can control me.

Such a pity; if she would just let me rule, we could have all sorts of fun... and she'd prove all the wiser for it.

[Some things never change, no?]

You already are! /so late because of RL psssh

[sarah_williams]

[ Sarah expected as much, even though she hoped he'd prove her wrong. ]

You are contradicting yourself, Jareth. Didn't you just say you had no time for the likes of this place?

Aaaw thank you! <3 /and no worries; RL>RP everytime

[owl_be_back]

Of course I don't. I have a kingdom to run, and surely you don't expect me to extend my boundaries to this forsaken place.

[Jareth's just butthurt that he's not in control of his mun or RPLand.]

[sarah_williams]

You act as if you have any choice in the matter.

[ There's some gratification to be found in this butthurt. She looks slightly amused. ]

[owl_be_back]

There's always a choice, silly girl.

[Oh hush. It's just a matter of making his mun see things his way.]

[ownwill]

[Just sighing.]

Jareth...

[owl_be_back]

[Well, isn't this quaint.]

Isn't it past your bedtime, Sarah?

[ownwill]

[Rolls her eyes.]

I'm twenty-one, Jareth.

[owl_be_back]

My, my, how the years fly. However, if I remember correctly -which I do- you were plenty old enough and still played with your toys and costumes.

Time doesn't make you an adult.

[Especially not when you're talking to a Goblin King who's hundreds of years -if not more- old.]

[ownwill]

Don't be ugly, Jareth.

[She reaches up and pushes her hair back over her shoulders.]

I still come to see you.

[owl_be_back]

And don't be snide with me. Just because I can't bend your will doesn't mean I can't change your mind.

Pray tell, in what imaginary world do you visit me? I haven't seen you in my Kingdom since you rescued the baby.

[ownwill]

Change my mind about what.

That's right. You could be from a different world than mine. [cruuuuuud. does this mean he's going to be mopey? cause she has already dealt with mopey Jareth.] I do come back. Because I do miss you and so does Toby.

[trololoki]

You've got to admit that's a great pun, though.

[owl_be_back]

I hardly mind the pun; it's this girl's way of thinking that needs to be fixed.

By force, if necessary.

[trololoki]

Oh, don't be such a killjoy. Go play around somewhere. Kidnap babies. Seduce underaged teenage girls. What you do best!

[owl_be_back]

I don't hear anyone extraordinary asking me to take a screaming baby off of her hands. Furthermore, you make it sound like I can just pick and chose just anyone.

Tell me, what's it like to be so simple?

[trololoki]

I don't know. What's it like to have a haircut stuck in 1984?

[owl_be_back]

Far better than having a head full of bog water.

[GDI where is the Bog of Eternal Stench when you need it?]

[faerygodmother]

Owl...

What a very ... creative name. [She's laughing at you]

[owl_be_back]

It would do you well to cease your laughter, girl.

[Inhuman or otherwise, Jareth has little patience for all the not!Sarahs.]

[faerygodmother]

Girl? [Have an overdone touch to the cheek and blush] Well aren't you adorable?

[That's perfectly all right, she's slightly insane anyway, she mostly doesn't get offended]

[owl_be_back]

Mind your manners.

[O-oh dear, that's not a suggestion, that's a blatant demand.]

[faerygodmother]

[Half a soft bow with mirth still dancing around her]

Manners are very important, aren't they, Goblin King?

[owl_be_back]

Much more than most realize.

[Except that he's anything but polite. Generous to those he deems worthy? Yes. Polite? Eeeh, not so much. But that's the perk of being King.]