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dear_mun2012-07-17 02:59 am
kindofalostcause) wrote in dear_mun2012-07-17 02:59 am
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Voice testing; planning to go to United One
[Well, firstly; Marcia points at the username.] You don't have a lot of faith in me, do you? You seem to be the one who is lost in this cause--but that's not the point, is it?
Impatience. [She pauses when she says that word, before going into a bit of a smile.] You have a lot of it, don't you? You really need to get some more self control, lady. Even if you are sort of making me for a game--worked for the other three you've kept at games for a while, so I don't know if I can make my opinion on that alone. The thing is, I know a little about you already--you like to make most of your muses miserable, and make a lot of 'em want to kick you in the face if it were possible. Really isn't, but I can tell that's a path you're considering with me; kind of like Arsenic, right?
Well, I'll go along with it. [The smile turns bigger--only a bit, though.] You have to follow what I say though, okay? Remember three words for me, then.
Completion. I'd like you to wait until Clair is down before you put me anywhere, but I know that won't be possible. I'll bargain with you there; take me from after I defeat Morty. I don't want to go any less--I want to make sure I have experiences under my belt.
Composure. You can't do a thing when you're nervous, so try to get yourself together. It won't do either of us good, you know? It'll just make things harder, and you shouldn't do that to yourself.
...Sleep. Lady, it's 4 am. Go to bed already! You're starting to ramble, and that's not good for anyone.
Impatience. [She pauses when she says that word, before going into a bit of a smile.] You have a lot of it, don't you? You really need to get some more self control, lady. Even if you are sort of making me for a game--worked for the other three you've kept at games for a while, so I don't know if I can make my opinion on that alone. The thing is, I know a little about you already--you like to make most of your muses miserable, and make a lot of 'em want to kick you in the face if it were possible. Really isn't, but I can tell that's a path you're considering with me; kind of like Arsenic, right?
Well, I'll go along with it. [The smile turns bigger--only a bit, though.] You have to follow what I say though, okay? Remember three words for me, then.
Completion. I'd like you to wait until Clair is down before you put me anywhere, but I know that won't be possible. I'll bargain with you there; take me from after I defeat Morty. I don't want to go any less--I want to make sure I have experiences under my belt.
Composure. You can't do a thing when you're nervous, so try to get yourself together. It won't do either of us good, you know? It'll just make things harder, and you shouldn't do that to yourself.
...Sleep. Lady, it's 4 am. Go to bed already! You're starting to ramble, and that's not good for anyone.