Voice testing (Canon is Bioshock)

[make_me_a_star]

Oh, dear. You know, I'm really very comfortable here. In your mind. I don't want... well, the last thing I want is to create any trouble, but don't you think the others will be upset if I get to go somewhere and they don't?

Yes, yes, of course, I'm thinking of Mr. Ryan, but the others, too. They're not a very pleasant bunch, and, well, you do pick awfully mean characters, don't you?

I'd just like to meet someone nice...

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[make_me_a_star]

I just... do you know whose... his son, do you know who the mother is? Was?

[thebigsister]

I... might. I think. I need to remember.

[So she files through those echoes in her mind, memories and skills and personalities not her own, stored in choppy, broken pieces, folded inside the ADAM coursing through her veins thicker than blood. And then Eleanor pales, looking horrified.]

I. I am. I am so sorry.

[make_me_a_star]

Please tell me you're not saying... that.

[Now she really does look like she's going to throw up. Because she never thought it would get to that point.]

Oh my god...

[thebigsister]

I'm so sorry.

[make_me_a_star]

What... how...

[Her voice is very faint now.]

I think I'm going to be sick.

[thebigsister]

[Eleanor reaches out to steady her.]

Please... hold on. Do you need to sit down?

[make_me_a_star]

Yes, yes, I think...

[She sits down shakily.]

Please. Please, tell me everything you know.

[thebigsister]

I... I can try. What's the last thing you remember?

[make_me_a_star]

Well... I...

[She sighs.]

I suppose I was with Mr. Ryan. I don't know, nothing is really unusual. I'm just... do you know when all of this happens? Happened? I'm... confused.

[thebigsister]

Okay, okay. Let's... let's go slow.

[Eleanor is not good at this.]

What year was it, before you arrived here?

[make_me_a_star]

1956...

[She shakes her head.]

When was it for you?

[thebigsister]

[Eleanor sits down, slowly.]

...1968.

[make_me_a_star]

O-oh. Well.

[A pause.]

That... certainly means things would have changed, I-I guess.

[thebigsister]

Yes... Rapture. Rapture is not what you knew, not anymore. I'm sorry.

[make_me_a_star]

I... I need some time to think about this. I'm... confused.

[thebigsister]

I didn't mean to upset you. That was unkind of me.

[make_me_a_star]

It's all right, I know you didn't mean to.

[thebigsister]

[She looks slightly unsure about that, but nods reluctantly.]

We don't have to talk about it anymore, if you don't want to.

[make_me_a_star]

I'd... appreciate that. Thank you.