dear_mun | Game: Badfic Manor

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canon: marvel live action

Game: Badfic Manor

I would appreciate the attention, Miss Mundane, if it weren't going to inevitably lead once more to my death. I've seen how your mind works. It's going to start off simply, and then you're going to make sure I'm exposed to something truly horrific.

I would say that I am not amused, but I highly doubt it would change your mind.

Still, the manor has always been of great interest to me, as well as the people within it. So long as we can avoid the unpleasantness I will be quite content.

I will miss Erik, of course, but I have come to the conclusion that the longer I am held from home, the longer I have to think up a solution to our problem.

Now, I can hear that head cold from here. Please go to sleep. There are others that rely on you.

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It...never came up. It's not a time of my life I am particularly proud of.

*deep breath* He haunted me for a week, feeding on my fear, before he finally got me alone. It certainly didn't help that the town we were in had that...presence. It was very loud in my head. *trying to play the death part as no big deal. Really. He'd worried one Erik enough with the whole bleeding out thing. It made little sense to worry another. God, this whole conversation is so out of his control*

[TOO BAD, HE'S WORRYING ANYWAY. :C Dammit Charles.]

And you're being sent back there just in time for it to potentially happen again.

*this...hadn't actually occurred to him in such a specific thought before, and he can't help how still he goes*

It's...highly unlikely that the manor will do the same thing twice. The Author wouldn't want to become bored. *okay, that was bitter. And yet still somehow hopeful. Please let this October be not quite as horrible. Please.*

[He would be apologetic, but honestly, it's better that you're prepared for that as a possibility. No one ever said Erik was good at anything other than tough love. :|]

So they'll come up with something new. [And alright, he can. Try to say something remotely more comforting, right?] Be careful.

*he always liked that about you. Too bad he's going into this ~alone~*

*and that is SO reassuring :|* I will do my best, my friend. Aside from the one incident the manor hasn't been physically damaging. So long as I can survive Halloween I do believe I will be fine. *maybe a little crazier though*

[Alright have a bit of an eye roll.]

Forgive me for not finding that particularly reassuring.

*smiles*

If I could offer you 'reassuring' this conversation probably would have gone a lot differently.

Good point.

Well, I imagine that is quite enough about me. How have you been? *yes, no more talk about the manor. :< He doesn't want Erik to try and kill the Author or something. It would not end well*

[Or it could go very well and you'd be sent home where it's marginally safer. :\]

Fine. I don't get out much. [Which is his attempt at a joke, but seriously he is more than okay with largely being ignored, considering the other alternatives.]

*except that in a few days back home the family is taking a trip to the beach and only heartbreak lies in that direction*

Have you been taking care of yourself? *the Care and Feeding of your Erik is not a joke >/ He worries about you. Lots.*

[... You seriously can't win with this.

And dammit Mom, he's fine. >C ~~Ignore the fact that he's a hypocrite.~~]

Yes.

*Not really, no. His mun truly fits in well with the setting.*

*also do you see the expression on his face? He knows how you work sometimes, and it does not mesh well with his definition of 'taking care of yourself'.*

[He is a perfectly functional adult hdu. >C]

I'm fine, Charles. I haven't gotten into any trouble in your absence.

*you were borderline suicidal when he met you. :(*

That I can believe. You are good at lying low when you need to.

[... touché. :c]

My writer generally has other characters occupying her time.

That's a shame. It is a pleasure to hear your voice. There is no one else from our world at the manor.

It sounds terrible.

I worry a lot, I'll admit.

((ooc: I'm dying of laughter))

And there's no way to escape? You've tried everything? [He would come kidnap you himself but. :c]

I'm afraid not. I have not tried to see how far I could walk beyond the manor itself but...

I can't feel anything 'outside'. There is very much a sense that the manor is the only thing in the world. *weeeell, you could always keep him company. It's not a terribly fast game*

[It's tempting. :c]

Why haven't you left?

*it's not all horror either. Charles spent a week as a Mew in either November or December last year*

I'm not entirely sure how to. Plus it's likely that I can help people like us there. How could I in good conscious leave even if I had the opportunity? *having the time to -think- is always a bonus. He's running out of it in his own world*

You're needed at home. [Who's going to be making sure kids like them didn't grow up having horrible childhoods like they did if you're being held hostage in this place? :\]

*weary* I know. Believe me, I know. If i had the choice I would be back with the children. *and you is left unspoken because unless he can fix things before they break he's not going to have the luxury of your friendship for much longer*

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Omg I forgot last time he was at the manor there were a few days where Charles was an evil overlord.

... Charles bro your life is awful :c

He was mortified when he woke up. He had a CAPE. And an evil title. Horrifying.

Hey. Capes are fabulous. :C

Charles can not pull off that look.

That's okay, we don't have to match.

Thank god. ;__;