Re: Mun's Musings on future plots

[general_pitchiner]

Why are you so insistent on using me in the future. It's because of that man you speak of, isn't it? He... isn't me. That may be my body, but that is not me, Mundane.

Do you intend to make me relive that all over again? Losing everything I had? My life, my duty, my... my daughter? Does that really make you happy?

[He shakes his head.]

I do not understand your reasoning, nor will I ever will.

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[wintershepherd]

[ Jack had been ready with a sharp quip, but it just never seems to make it to the surface. Instead he tries for something at least a little neutral. ]

... it seems to be their calling card. The muns, I mean -- making people uncomfortable.

[general_pitchiner]

I agree.

...But I will deal with it when the time comes.

[wintershepherd]

Are you going to get some help?

[general_pitchiner]

I don't think I'll be able to have any help at this point. It seems as though my fate has been set in stone by my mun.

[wintershepherd]

[ frowns ]

You may not be Pitch... sort of... but you could at least learn something from him. Even against the Guardians, he didn't give up. He definitely wouldn't have just accepted something like this.

[general_pitchiner]

[Pitchiner regards the boy for a moment. He was right. He was a soldier, and soldiers don't back down.]

I'll see what I can do. It's just 'up in the air' as my mun puts it. All in all, I'm reenacting the last moments of my life in this 'plot' of hers.

[wintershepherd]

[ That's better, and Jack's expression relaxes a bit. ]

Just be honest. Someone will help you.

[general_pitchiner]

[Pitchiner smiles a little more, more confidence in his nod.]

I will do my best to do so. I apologize for my doubt earlier.

[wintershepherd]

No apologies needed. It looks like Pitch could learn a few things from you, too.

[rideofthefearlings]

You can deny it all you want, but that does not make it true.

[general_pitchiner]

[He narrows his eyes.]

It is true. I would never stoop down to your level.

[rideofthefearlings]

Don't give me that look, Kozmotis. You haven't even heard my offer yet.

[general_pitchiner]

[Pitchiner stands tall though, narrowing his eyes at the Nightmare King. He even tilts his head back ever so slightly to look 'down' at him accusingly.]

Something tells me I don't wish to hear about anything you have to offer.

(forgive me, Pitch is a very new muse and I'm still getting his voice down!)

[rideofthefearlings]

[ blithely ignoring that ]

What if I could give you the opportunity to rewrite your currently-inevitable fate?

That's alright! No problem at all. <3

[general_pitchiner]

[Nope, still not budging.]

I think I'll pass.

[rideofthefearlings]

Not even to spare her?

[general_pitchiner]

[The general does falter ever so slightly, lips pursed together, his nose wrinkling in a small sneer.]

Why would you even help me in the first place?

[deusrexmachina]

[So this is him, how he was before... Pretty much a completely different person from the sound of it. In a vague way, the kid knows how that feels, though his situation went the opposite way...]

That's just a way a lot of these muns are... Kinda how they get their kicks.

[general_pitchiner]

It makes me question her sanity. I don't see how making muses relive horrible tragedies is a 'kick' for muns.

[deusrexmachina]

Hey, feel free to question it. I question my mun's sanity every day. ...sometimes every hour.

But, so... This is before. Not...really what I expected.

[general_pitchiner]

Yes, before that poor excuse for a being.

[He tilts his head ever so slightly.]

What were you expecting?

[deusrexmachina]

Someone less...nice, I guess? Scarier? Pitch said something about how the spirits reflect who they were in their previous lives.

[general_pitchiner]

That is the case for most spirits. But not him.

The Pitch you know of was... created differently.

[deusrexmachina]

At this point, not sure I wanna know how.

Well, uh. Look on the bright side, though? If your mun takes him back to being you, you'll have a chance to live a little again.

[general_pitchiner]

Live yes, but I'll only be repeating history.

[He looks down at the locket around his neck, holding it in his hand and letting his thumb caress the top of it's smooth surface.]