voice testing, canon: yakuza

[bewareofdog]

Ah?

Thinkin' of playin' me, eh? All right, all right.

So, where are we going?

What?!

You don't have any idea?

Just tryin' this out?

What kind of freakin' weak-assed answer is that?!

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[benamas]

[A vivid orange and yellow dune buggy rumbles up from god knows where, making a constant sputtering sound probably indicative of very severe engine problems.]

(Phbbbtffft) H-hey buddy, you wanna (wheeze), you wanna go for a ride?

[bewareofdog]

Eh?

Tryin' to pick me up?

[benamas]

(FFfffffbbbbtbtbtb) Yeah man g-get in. Need one more for the carpool lane. We gotta go, (phbbt) gotta go f-f-f-f-fast.

[He revs his engine, sending sparks shooting out of his tailpipe!]

[bewareofdog]

No.

Sorry, man. It's nothing against you, but I am not about to climb into anyone I just met.

Furthermore, I'm not one to take orders from what drives me around.

[benamas]

(chugga chugga kCHUNK vroam) Yeah well f-f-fu-f-f-fuuu-(ffffffphbbbbbbt) seeya later maybe buddy.

[Speed Buggy PEELS OUT HARD, spraying a burst of gravel 30 feet behind him and leaving the distinct smell of burning vulcanized rubber.]

[bewareofdog]

What the...?

That kind of shit really does happen here, eh?

[marchwarden]

Tread carefully, friend. These scribes are more devious than they seem.

[bewareofdog]

Well, I ain't about to listen to anyone weaker than me, anyway. So, that'll be that.

[marchwarden]

Weaker? You do realize that these scribes are the one who dictate your actions, yes? Thus making them stronger than you.

[bewareofdog]

Eh? What's that... like voodoo?

[marchwarden]

...I suppose you could liken their hold over us to magic of some kind.

[bewareofdog]

How scary... ain't you scared?

[marchwarden]

I have no time for fear.

[bewareofdog]

Indeed, indeed.

That's the best way to think.

[marchwarden]

Many would agree.

[ He eyes the man strangely for a moment. ]

...Where are you from?

[bewareofdog]

Mmn, I must be pretty far from home to not be recognized. Then, again, I didn't think I'd be meetin' a fairy.

But, I'm from Kamurocho.

[marchwarden]

[ He arches his brow at that "fairy" part. ]

I can assure that I'm no fairy but rather an Elf hailing from the Golden Woods of Lothlórien.

[ Deciding that introductions might be in order, Haldir decides to be nice and introduce himself. ]

I am Haldir and I must say I've never heard of a kingdom called "Kamurocho" before.

[bewareofdog]

Sorry. I'm not much into cosplay.

[ He shrugs. ]

Goro Majima. And it's a city, but I suppose it is a kingdom in a way.

[marchwarden]

Cosplay?

[ Yeah, that's one way to rationalize meeting an Elf who looked as if he came right out of a storybook. Too bad Haldir doesn't know what "cosplay" is. ]

What is that?

[bewareofdog]

Huh...

Going all out, eh? Fine, I'll play along!

Say, tell me about your leggin's, brother.

[marchwarden]

Play along with what?

[ See that epic frown there? Haldir is hardly amused with this thug. ]

I can assure you that this is no jest.

[bewareofdog]

Well, I did just see a talkin' car that was tryin' to pick me up...

A real elf, hm? How pretty! Pretty enough to be a dame, at least.

[marchwarden]

[ Should he dare ask what a "car" is? No, no! Haldir decides to reign in his curiosity for now. ]

I do believe you mean to mock me, Goro Majima.

[bewareofdog]

No, not at all.

I'm complimentin', complimentin'.

You should think of battin' for the other team with those looks, is all.

[marchwarden]

[ If only he understood that euphemism...]

I wasn't aware that "teams" were established. Nevertheless, I suppose I should feel flattered by the compliment.