New muse has a list of complaints already.

[fastfeet_slowmouth]

Dear mun,

So I just got a few things to say to you before this whole thing really gets started. First, thanks for picking me up first and all that but why did you grab Klarion too? I mean, the kid's an annoying Chaos Lord that won't shut up. And you let him out before me! Totally uncool, dude.

Second, let's just get some facts about where you might send me down first. There has to be babes. It has to have a beach. And if you can find any of my friends, that would be great.

Third, you got any food in this headspace of yours? I could use something to eat. I burn a lot of calories, you know. So let's get me my own fridge and that's a great start. I think that's all I got to say for now.

See ya later, mun.

PS. Before I forget, that musebox you were looking at? No. No right now. Stop thinking about it.

Comments

[totallyhisniece]

Could you be any more demanding? I feel sorry for your mun.

[fastfeet_slowmouth]

I'm not being demanding! I'm just making suggestions. Besides, you saying you wouldn't want me around in whatever game you end up in?

[totallyhisniece]

... I probably wouldn't claw my eyes out if that happened.

[fastfeet_slowmouth]

Well that's good to know, at least. Have you ended up anywhere yet then?

[totallyhisniece]

I've been at The Facility for awhile, but we've got one of you already. Just got to Ryan's Gulch but I'm not so sure about the place yet.

Have you seen anywhere that's caught your eye?

[fastfeet_slowmouth]

Besides that musebox? Not really. Mun-dude is thinking of trying to send me to this Paradise place later on but he isn't sure. He's sending a Robin that isn't our Robin there first.

[totallyhisniece]

Hey, museboxes can be great, it could turn out well. And you know there's like eight Robins who aren't our Robin, right? That wasn't exactly the most illuminating statement.

[best_dad_ever]

And now he wants to make demands of his betters. The younger generation is so self-entitled, it's sickening.

[fastfeet_slowmouth]

Hey! They aren't demands, they're requests!

And you know what's sickening? A man who will force his daughters to fight to the death. That's sick.

[best_dad_ever]

What are you talking about? I never made them do that. It's called sparring. Don't be ridiculous.

[fastfeet_slowmouth]

Riiight. Like how you had Cheshire attack up in that ambush up north? Sorry, I'm not listening to anything you gotta say, Jockstrap-Master.

[best_dad_ever]

Please, I knew they weren't going to kill each other. You also shouldn't assume I give her marching orders. She works for the League of Shadows, and I don't work directly under them anymore. The Light pays my bills, these days.

You want to blame someone, go yell at Ra's.

[fastfeet_slowmouth]

Whatever. And I'm hip-checking that old guy the first chance I get. He's going down, just like the rest of The Light.

Really stupid name, by the way.

[peckish4action]

*juuust hands him over a sandwich. Because, really.*

[fastfeet_slowmouth]

You're the best, dude!

[peckish4action]

Hey, couldn't have it any other way, right?

[fastfeet_slowmouth]

Duh. I'd rather not pass out from hunger. Sucks when that happens.

[peckish4action]

... I'd rather you didn't, too. I mean, not very friendly or team-like, just watching you collapse. Very much not asterous.

[fastfeet_slowmouth]

That wouldn't be aster at all. Then I wouldn't be whelmed anymore.

[backwordscompatible]

[Guess who else shares a headspace with a certain Brat Lord?]

You too, huh?

[fastfeet_slowmouth]

Yeah. Sucks having an eternal brat with powers living next door. I'd rather be rooming with Supey or someone as pretty as you.

[backwordscompatible]

[Wallace West, you are eternally shameless.]

Really, Wally?

[fastfeet_slowmouth]

[Yes, yes he is.]

Wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it.

[backwordscompatible]

I see where Robin gets it from.

[Not that she minds]

[fastfeet_slowmouth]

I did teach him everything he knows. Except for the whole word play thing. That's all him.