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Voice testing... oh God
Uh hi.
Well, this is weird. And I'm used to weird. Weird that'd make you wish you never found it and one day proceeded to bash your head in just so you forgot it because you couldn't take it anymore weird. But this, this just adds another level to the layers of the freekdom world I'm living in.
Mun -I'll just go ahead and call you that since everyone else around here assumes that title- are you actually going anywhere with this, or am I just going to reside in your head like all those other voices you've got mixed up in here?
It's kind of crowded, by the way. Looks like the inside of my house, but, with you know, less clutter and more psychosis. Open up, give everyone some space. It's your mind I'm in, not a holding cell. Don't want this to end up being some sort of Jean-Paul Sartre convention; no windows, no doors, shit like that.
Yeah, I know there's a movie coming out and that mainly sparked your interest, especially since you like the director who made it. But hey, thanks for reading the book at least (and the sequel) before watching it. The guy they got, not really how I see myself, but you know Hollywood, they have to make everyone pretty. And I get how it makes searching for a representative a lot easier than the countless hours spent finding the "perfect one." We'll just have to see.
Just like if I'm going to be here a while or fade away from your thoughts.
Well, this is weird. And I'm used to weird. Weird that'd make you wish you never found it and one day proceeded to bash your head in just so you forgot it because you couldn't take it anymore weird. But this, this just adds another level to the layers of the freekdom world I'm living in.
Mun -I'll just go ahead and call you that since everyone else around here assumes that title- are you actually going anywhere with this, or am I just going to reside in your head like all those other voices you've got mixed up in here?
It's kind of crowded, by the way. Looks like the inside of my house, but, with you know, less clutter and more psychosis. Open up, give everyone some space. It's your mind I'm in, not a holding cell. Don't want this to end up being some sort of Jean-Paul Sartre convention; no windows, no doors, shit like that.
Yeah, I know there's a movie coming out and that mainly sparked your interest, especially since you like the director who made it. But hey, thanks for reading the book at least (and the sequel) before watching it. The guy they got, not really how I see myself, but you know Hollywood, they have to make everyone pretty. And I get how it makes searching for a representative a lot easier than the countless hours spent finding the "perfect one." We'll just have to see.
Just like if I'm going to be here a while or fade away from your thoughts.

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Just so you know.
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And lost in the mail? Either you have terrible service, or someone doesn't want you to have it.
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So I guess you're from someone's -obviously not mine's- little head prison too huh?
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It's not so bad. She loves and obeys her Master.
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Going to take a wild guess and assume neither can your mun, being human and all. Must blow knowing that she can't pronounce your birth name, despite that you chose her to be your voice and all. [Thought being influenced by some unhuman deity, creature, whatever, would at least make that part easy.]
And for future reference, I'd leave out the bit about your chosen name. Harry is a lot less likely to have everyone think you're some S&M participator.
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Well, I am something of a sadist. Among gods know how many other mental illnesses. And I'd like to rule the universe, although that doesn't seem to be possible.
But Harry is fine.
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*Sixwordstories is fun, by the way, if you like freeform stuff. Interested?*
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Oh, my mun is very familiar with that place. Used to go there a lot with all the other people she's got crammed in here.
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Come join us, then.
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I don't really have a say in what happens, so I'll just go ahead and rephrase what has been thought with "sure, I'd love to."
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Oh good.
Now then, is there anything to eat around here? I'm hungry.
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I don't know, I'm the new guy. Shouldn't I be asking you that?
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And wherever you want to eat, I'm good. I'm not picky. [Are there restaurants here? It doesn't look like it. Place is kind of... bright and full of text.] Well, just as long as human isn't anywhere on the menu.
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*And he'll just be wandering through the debris of a thousand fandoms until he finds a snack cart.* This thing must be from Transmetropolitan, nowhere else has stewed reindeer and monkey burgers.
*He shrugs and starts looking through it.* It has scrambled ostrich eggs, want one?
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And I have now read the second book :D
Here you go.
*He sits down.* So, what are you?
Me, the other day :)
[Then calmy.]
What do I look like to you?
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And my other senses aren't agreeing with my eyes. You sound wrong for a human, smell wrong, and my timesense doesn't like you at all. You're from a time that never was.
You feel like a Travesty Neverwere to me. And I don't mind them--my unson was the Could've-Been King--but the feeling that comes with them still isn't very nice.
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Of course he knew that he was in the company of another non-human, and it was only fair that they know what he was, but he'd always wanted to know how other perceived him. Everyone's views differ.]
You forgot to add monster.
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It's not like all the soldiers in that damned war didn't have a few Neverwere selves anyway.
So, what made you into a monster?
And back. Sorry, past couple of days were crazy
I have all the memories of the real Dave, of human Dave, just-
Just there's this symbol on my toe. It belonged to someone from the world I was created in. [There's always been a small voice in the back of his head asking him why he hadn't actually monstered out like all the others did, or maybe he wasn't full monster and that spider he ate in his dreams had something to do with it.]
Its okay
Being a clone isn't so bad, if they put your soul back in.
Guess who saw the movie today? /dances
If they did. I don't even know.
I hope it wasn't quite as gross as the book, it can be fun to read but less to watch.
You don't seem like a monster, so you might as well assume they did. Makes it easier to get by, if nothing else.
Oh yeah, they took a lot of that stuff out; a lot of gore though.
To blend in with humanity? Even if I was myself, even after everything, there's no way I can.
Yay :D
And if you're lucky you might learn how to shapeshift or something, wouldn't that be cool?
Srs though, the movie is fun. Pretty faithful to the book.
No, not really. I've seen what I might potentially be capable of. Have to say, I don't approve.
In other words completely insane?
Oh, totally! :D
I've seen limbs detach and crawl away. Eyes pop out of their sockets, form a mouth full of jagged teeth and fly. Organs burst from the body and grow tentacles. And that was from one person. A person who isn't so much a person as a monster. What I am.
So I think I'm going to pass.
Cool. And yay, sausagephone!
. . . ever read Lovecraft?
Yes. Had to have an icon of it!
I have. And if you're thinking that this sounds like one of his stories, think the complete opposite. Lovecraft knew.
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I never said I didn't believe you. Just that it sounds like you live in the sort of world he might've based his stories on.
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Only based. He left out a lot of details.
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Maybe he saw glimpses of many worlds . . .
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