Voicetesting. Mun is easily enabled.

[lowkeyangel]

So, how many kinds of cat crazy do we think this is? Nine? Ten? Twenty?

[He pops a lollipop into his mouth, shrugs easily.]

Eh, I'm game. Maybe I can flutter my eyelashes at myself. Or tell Gandalf to ride the eagles to Mordor. Or have a staring contest with ceiling cat.

What? Don't act so scandalized. I'm a dish, kiddo.

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[monsterbait]

...

[ Welp. Considering the options. ]

You know, suddenly I'm finding you more entertaining.

[lowkeyangel]

I thought you might see it that way.

[monsterbait]

So where is your mun sending you to wreck havoc?

[lowkeyangel]

Dunno. I think she was hoping this whole thing would get me out of her system for good. Joke's on her. I kinda like it here.

[monsterbait]

Well, apparently there are worse choices.

[ Sorry, Satan. But not really. ]

[lowkeyangel]

You sure know how to flatter a guy, Sam.

[monsterbait]

Yeah. I've been told that.

[ The thought of Gabriel where he is? Almost...a little too perfect. Which, of course, is consequently a very bad idea. ]