Voice Testing

[ifheisdorothy]

Mun, Mun, Mun.

You're rather interesting, you know. Patient, smart, kind - well, mostly. Kindness more focused to real people. Taking late night calls for your friends just so you can make them happy. Willing to talk with people on the internet about their problems because you want them to feel better. But you send characters off to horror games and watch as they suffer and die. You care about them, sure, but there's no guilt with treating them that way. There's no reason to feel guilty. You're their god. Well, as close to their god as you'll get. And, let's face it, you never have to deal with them directly. You only type and watch.

So, is that the plan with me, then? Putting me in a game to watch me squirm? It's not going to work. I'm much harder to torture than most of your other characters. Of course, you already know that, don't you?

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[deadlydelicacy]

Torture's the easy part. It's generally pretty by-the-book in my experience. Making us react the way they want us to is harder.

[ifheisdorothy]

That's very true. I wonder how much my mun would have to throw at me in order to get the reaction she wants.

But your mun put you in one of those games?

[deadlydelicacy]

If they want it badly enough, I'm sure they'll figure it out. Trial and error is easier when someone's trapped and at your mercy.

Yes, ghosts and demons and things that go bump in the night (and generally try to kill you). Not precisely pleasant.

[ifheisdorothy]

Ah, yes.

No, it certainly doesn't sound that way. Though, I have to be honest, a world like that is a little hard to believe.

[deadlydelicacy]

It gets significantly easier to believe after spending a night or two surrounded by it.

[ifheisdorothy]

Do those ghosts and demons make themselves that obvious?

[deadlydelicacy]

Regularly. Some leave you alone but others attack. And I have yet to find anything that permanently wards them away although iron seems to at least slow them down.

[ifheisdorothy]

Are they from your past, or are they unfamiliar faces?

[deadlydelicacy]

I do not know any of them. Although once they tried to impersonate someone I know.

[ifheisdorothy]

They can do that?

[deadlydelicacy]

*have a blank look because why would she have said it if they couldn't?*

Apparently.

[ifheisdorothy]

Interesting.

[Don't mind him, he's just trying to figure this out. And he doesn't believe in it, really.]

And you're sure it's not your mind playing tricks on you? You're not stressed or lacking in sleep or anything, are you? Because you could just be seeing those things.

[deadlydelicacy]

More like irritating.

[that's all right, she isn't trying to prove anything, what is, is.]

I only lack sleep when they keep me up. And my life has done a decent enough job that a little stress isn't going to give me hallucinations. Or leave bruises and injuries from things that don't actually exist.

And group hallucinations are far rarer than TV would have you believe.

[ifheisdorothy]

Yes, I can see that.

[Alright, Patrick kind of looks surprised now.]

Group hallucinations? There's more people seeing and feeling this sort of thing?

[deadlydelicacy]

Fortunately they weren't very good at the impersonation.

Quite a few, yes.

[ifheisdorothy]

Well that's always a plus.

Huh. Do you think it could be drugs in the air?

[deadlydelicacy]

*she just smirks, sorry Jane, her body lays the smackdown on toxins she can't really be drugged under normal circumstances*

I assure you that drugs could not do this to me.

[ifheisdorothy]

[He'll find that hard to believe, but okay.]

Really? What do drugs do to you then?

[deadlydelicacy]

[It's all good, if he doesn't believe her he can't hurt her if he's a threat. She'll be perfectly fine with that]

Mmm drugs that cause hallucinations? Absolutely nothing.

[ifheisdorothy]

[Well then. And he's interested. He's starting to think that this girl might be a circus performer or something. He's been there.]

Nothing? Really? Is it an immunity you built up?

[deadlydelicacy]

I suppose my skill has been cultivated although I do not remember a time when it would effect me.

[ifheisdorothy]

Is everyone in your family like that?

[deadlydelicacy]

I do not believe anyone else in my family has my particular circumstances. As far as I know.

[Isn't he adorable, trying to solve a mystery that doesn't play by Jane's world's rules?]

[ifheisdorothy]

Ah. Does your family have other unusual traits then?

[Hey, he doesn't know that yet. Everything's still by his rules to him.]

[deadlydelicacy]

My brother has a fondness for explosives and cigarettes. And is a piano prodigy.

[ifheisdorothy]

Does he like playing?

[deadlydelicacy]

Despite all odds, yes he seems to.

[ifheisdorothy]

Huh. And your parents, do they have odd traits?

[deadlydelicacy]

Odd? No. My mother's only real trait is being lovely. And perhaps bitter.

*it's unlikely Patrick, master of observation, would miss that she'd left off her father entirely. Or her distaste at the thought of talking about him.*

[ifheisdorothy]

But you don't like your father?

[Nope. Not missed.]

[deadlydelicacy]

*That earns a sour look because if he's that observant he knew enough to know she didn't want to speak on it*

My father's talent is being a bastard.

[ifheisdorothy]

[Pushing buttons - Jane's second best ability.]

Does that trail down in your family as well?

[deadlydelicacy]

I don't think being a bastard is a genetic trait.

[ifheisdorothy]

You'd be surprised how 'like father, like son' works sometimes.

[deadlydelicacy]

That does not make it genetic.

[ifheisdorothy]

True. So did you guys get anything from your parents then?

[deadlydelicacy]

My mother was said to be quite lovely. *She gave him a look that said, now was the time to chime in with the perfectly obvious fact that she'd gotten that from her mother because nothing else she said was going to reflect positively* And my father bought things for me and gave me emotional baggage. Also a temper.

Did your parents pass anything down to you?