voicetest; on a canon review

[wiccawonder]

What exactly do you think you're doing?

You're having a sudden attack of nostalgia and now you're calling it a canon review. But remind me again what you're planning on doing after you've reviewed my canon?

That's right. Nothing.

Look, it's fine if you want to play with me - as long as I can get back to my sisters - but you seriously need to stop and think this through.

Comments

[eightdead]

So she's just, what, toying with you for fun?

[wiccawonder]

From the looks of it. This is just so typical of her.

[eightdead]

Well, at least you don't have to go anywhere and get your life turned upside down by it.

[wiccawonder]

My life does that just fine all by itself without her help. I take it yours is though?

[eightdead]

Extremely. My life was just fine, and then suddenly my soul is outside of my body and I have to be nice to people all of the time. Since some of these people can kick my ass without even trying.

Even getting toyed with is better.

[wiccawonder]

My mun's thought about that place, but she thinks she's got enough muses there as is so it looks like I'm safe from that.

[Maybe.]

[eightdead]

Hope that it is. If you're anything more than a standard human, the arrival process is harsh.

[wiccawonder]

And this one does love to put her muses through the ringer...

[Just how did Prue ever get so lucky?]

[eightdead]

Most of them do. Although they usually rotate between muses. ...Thankfully, I'm not the one getting the knife this month.

[Don't taunt your mun, Octavo.]

[wiccawonder]

Wonderful. This is just what I always wanted.

[eightdead]

Well, at least there's...

...nope, can't think of anything good that would come out of this situation.

[wiccawonder]

So, I'm just going to have to sit here and hope this is just a phase?

[eightdead]

Hope. Pray. Bicker with the other residents of your headspace. Whatever floats your boat.

[wiccawonder]

...Yeah, I don't think I'll be getting too involved with the others in here.

[It's bad enough being stuck near a demon and a vampire, but then there's that angel...]

[eightdead]

My advice is to keep an eye on them, at least.

[Like that guy with the smile and the... decaying body. Satan? Really, mun?]

[maidfromashes]

Sounds familiar. At least yours has actually bothered to study our world in detail.

[molecules]

Muns stopping and thinking this through? Kind of like demons knocking on the door, Prue. Never going to happen. [ 8| much to piper's chagrin, jsyk. ]

best day of prue's life tbqh

[astralling]

There's that word "fine" again. I suggest being careful how you use it.

[wiccawonder]

Oh believe me, I am.

[It's the only way she feels safe in this god-forsaken headspace.]

[wiccawonder]

Our world? Excuse me, do I know you?

[wiccawonder]

Great. I can tell that I'm gonna love this.

she just doesn't know it yet

[wiccawonder]

[Talking to herself in a very literal way? ...Okay, well, weirder things have happened.]

Yeah, I'm starting to get that. Especially from the other things she keeps in this headspace.

[maidfromashes]

You're before my time. But I've heard of you. Prue Halliwell. Charmed One. Sister to Piper and Phoebe. Gifted with telekinesis. Murdered by Shax, the assassin for the Source Of All Evil.

[wiccawonder]

[Not exactly the best way to build trust there...]

Who the hell are you?

[maidfromashes]

[Who said it was her intention to build trust?]

My name's Bianca.