forever homeless (canon is The Guild)

[egohalfempty]

Oh, no. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, NO!

Things are finally going my way for once - sort of - and you want to pull me into some other world?! This is so unfair! Besides, we both know there's no way I could survive some of these environments. I mean, let's be honest, I'm barely a functional adult back home.

...I can't believe I said that out loud.

A- Anyway, my point is, you can't do this! You just can't!

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[thelastking]

Calm yourself. There's no need for you to despair.

I'm certain that the one who writes you shall treat you fairly.

[egohalfempty]

If she was interested in fairness, I don't think she'd be laughing so much.

[ SIGHS. Then her eyes start widening. ]

Wait. Are you--

You're, like, the best Aragorn cosplayer I've ever seen.

/DIES

[thelastking]

They are typically mischievous in their endeavors, but they mean us well.

[ Or so he hopes. ]

Hm?

[ Arches his brow in curiosity. ]

How is it that you know my name so readily?

[ Barely anyone outside of a few companions know of his true name. Most still refer to him as "Strider". ]

thank you, thank you /bows

[egohalfempty]

Ohhhh, I wish I could be that optimistic. Anyway, what do you mean?

[ Frowning... ]

Like, I obviously don't know your name-name, but he's not exactly an obscure character. Although, wow, let me say you've really put some work into it--– you've got the voice down and everything!

I knew I would regret nothing from this!

[thelastking]

...I do not understand.

[ Staring at the woman with a baffled gaze, a slightly humored chuckle escapes him as he tries to make sense of all this. ]

I am Aragorn, son of Arathorn and called "Elessar", the Elfstone; yet I haven't confessed this until now.

asdfghjkl thanks! It is a beautiful trainwreck.

[egohalfempty]

Yeahhhhhh, that makes two of us.

[ If the puzzled expression on her face wasn't enough of a clue, that is. ]

Are you, um... like the fan version of an otherkin or something? N- Not that I can judge, considering certain things that have gone down with me and my avatar, but...

This trainwreck is sponsored by me!

[thelastking]

[ His brow furrows in both confusion and distress. ]

What is this "otherkin" you speak of?

[egohalfempty]

[ And her entire face just crumples in despair. Like that's anything new. ]

Y- You really don't know?! I'd say to just Google it, but uh, that's... probably not a good idea. Ever.

[thelastking]

[ The look upon her face somewhat unnerves him. Why does she look so alarmed? ]

I cannot..."Google" it, as you suggested. Although, judging from your expression I doubt this shall be pleasant.

[egohalfempty]

[ She tries (and mostly succeeds) to put on her best Serious Face. ]

Trust me.

You're better off not knowing.

[thelastking]

Your warning has been heard.

Yet, it does nothing to explain how you know of me.

[egohalfempty]

Well, I... read a lot? Probably too much. Plus, you know, oscar-winning films and...

[ Shakes her head. ]

Never mind me. You seriously think you're Aragorn?

[thelastking]

I do not know of any lore that features me as one of their muses.

[ Well that's not entirely true. There's much fiction to be had regarding the noble Dúnadan. It's just that Aragorn never taken the time to explore them. ]

T'was the name given to me by my mother, but surely you knew that.

[egohalfempty]

[ Muttering to herself: ] Oh, boy, are you in for a surprise.

[ Aragorn should just be glad she's only talking about the canon and not, say, fanfic. Which she's totally read. ]

A- anyway, I'm Cod-- er, Cyd. Just to be polite. I mean, it'd be rude not to introduce myself eventually, right? Even though I'm still not sure you're... okay, see, this is why most of my social interaction involves a computer and... oh god I need to stop talking. I'm just sounding crazier and crazier, aren't I?

[thelastking]

[ WOMAN, DON'T YOU DARE MENTION THE FANFICS! I mean, "what?"

Still not quite understanding why Cyd seems so nervous, Aragorn smiles and bows once she properly introduces herself. ]

Saesa omentien lle, Cyd. A pleasure meeting you, although I do wish I hadn't made you so...nervous.

[ This poor woman is a nervous wreck, isn't she? He feels quite guilty that his presence here makes her feel so uncomfortable. ]

Nay, I don't doubt your sanity. [ Much. ] Yet you seem quite troubled.

[egohalfempty]

[ Oh man oh man oh man oh man it's freaking Aragorn and he is speaking Elvish to her. Yeah, sorry, man but she is just going to be staring at you with her jaw oh-so-gracefully dropping open for a minute because HOW DOES SHE EVEN RESPOND TO THAT. ]

I.

You.

Th-

Thanks? I, I mean -- don't worry about it! It's me. I'm kind of like this with... most people, honestly. [ Except times ten because it's him. ]

I guess you could say I'm "troubled". I think my therapist would call it "social anxiety" or something like that, but hey, close enough.

[ Wait. Did she basically admit to being a weirdo in front of Aragorn? Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. ]

[thelastking]

[ Blinking his eyes slowly as he listened to her ramble on, Aragorn begins to notice how uneven Cyd's breathing has become. At this rate, the woman is bound to faint if she keeps near hyperventilating like this.

To say the least, he's quite concerned. ]

There's no need for thanks, but I do advise you to rest.

[ Never in his days has he met someone so skittish. A mere kirinki has better nerves than her. ]

oh god the Guild muses! Fabulous choice right there.

[pianokeys]

There's nothin' wrong with Other worlds, Cyd.

[He means that seriously. Yep. Never.

Sadly not everything is perfect in the world of RP, but he's not going to scare you because that's not appropriate to mention to anyone. Ever. It scares them.]

You'll never know you can't cope til' you try.

Thanks! What can I say, I love these game-obsessed disasters.

[egohalfempty]

Uh.

[ Just. Staring at him with a mix of fear and what she thinks is an intimidating expression. Spoilers: It's not. At all. ]

I have a serious question for you, Vaguely Threatening Man.

How do you... know my name?

[horriblephd]

[Penny? Is that you?]

Once they have you in their head they won't get you out.

...Don't I know you from somewhere?

YESSSSSS this is going to be wonderful/terrible

[egohalfempty]

I really hope that wasn't an attempt to cheer me up because it's doing, uh, the total opposite. I don't want to be "got" by anyone!

...And, um. No? I mean, I don't think so.

It is /mun is terrible, sobs. But had to be done.

[horriblephd]

No, not really. Just stating the obvious...is all. [Oh god, moment of awkwardness is go.] It's kinda hard to escape someones memories slash imagination.

O-oh...ya sure? I swear that ya look exactly like someone I knew.

it did. even though it will end in tears.

[egohalfempty]

I... I feel you. I mean, my life has just been a long stretch of mostly regrets lately. Mostly. But, uh, are you sure you're not mistaking me for someone else?

Let's hope not. ;w;

[horriblephd]

Ah...Guess we're kinda in the same boat then. I probably am, unless you're name's Penny, of course. [But that wouldn't be possible. With her being dead and all.]

fingers crossed!

[egohalfempty]

Not exactly the same. Unless your regrets include tongue-wrestling with jerks in kilts. [ UGH. FAWKES. JUST UGH. ] Among... other things. But, yeah, I guess it's close enough. Besides, misery loves company, right?

And -- sorry, but no. Co- Cyd. Cyd Sherman.

*crosses fingers!*

[horriblephd]

No, nothing like that. That's how the saying goes, I suppose. But I never thought that misery enjoyed the company of another form of misery.

O-oh, see. It was just my imagination. [Maybe?] A-and...my name's Billy, by the way.

[egohalfempty]

N- nice to meet you, Billy.

[ Awkward. But then when isn't Codex awkward. ]

I never really gave the saying that much thought, to be honest...

[horriblephd]

Oh, well that's fine...I don't think a whole lot of people give the concept much thought...

[alwaystraveling]

I'm afraid the mun can do it. But at least the subject title says you're not going anywhere.[She's trying to be reassuring.]

[egohalfempty]

[ It's sort of working! Sort of. ] Well, that's a relief.

Although the idea of someone else controlling my life is... more appealing than it should be.

[alwaystraveling]

Really? Why do you find that so?

[egohalfempty]

Well, I'm not exactly good at managing my own life. By, like, any metric.

[alwaystraveling]

The people who write here usually aren’t happy with how their muns run theirs.

[sengokupocky]

Don't worry. It's not like these games would effect your canon continuity. Besides, some of those games give you free stuff.

[egohalfempty]

I am a fan of free things. Like, the best thing about The Game are all the cool outfits you get just for killing kittens or whatever!

...or, um. Doing less evil things.

[sengokupocky]

I getcha! Like, when you get bonuses from side quests and stuff.
Maybe, this is more like the limited edition swag you get from cons.

all the love for muses from The Guild<3

[fezcromancer]

You know, there's a chance you'll actually end up someplace better than where you're stuck right now.

Just remember it could always be worse.

[Here's a short ethnic man with a weird French accent, Codex. At least it's probably French. Mostly. Also, he's a wizard.]

[egohalfempty]

My world isn't... that bad... I mean, yes, okay. So I disappear into a fictional world for like 80% of it but still! There are... good things about it.

[ wow Codex that sure was convincing. not. and considering all the weirdos she deals with daily, this guy's almost normal. ]

[fezcromancer]

Disappear into...
Oh, so you are already rather familiar with this, non?

[He's really perhaps more like an NPC from Codex's game. That might fit into him seeming "normal" to her, then.]