voice testing

[ironchefstomach]

So this is, like, a total trip! You are one groovy girl, though I'm not really sure what it is you plan for me to be doing. I'll be perfectly content to kick back and grill a few veggie burgers, but there's no way I'm doing the whole mystery investigation thing. Especially without the gang.

So, um, I guess that's a thanks but no thanks. No hard feelings right?

Yes hard feelings?

Oh.

Well, if you're going to make that face... I guess I could try and kick up a mystery. Maybe just a little one. A baby mystery, something along the lines of 'The case of the missing condiments', actually, that sounds like a very worthy investigation.

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poory shaggy

[ironchefstomach]

[The height that Shaggy can jump directly correlates to the spookiness of the thing that frightens him. In this case, WALKING CORPSE, that's worth at least two vertical feet.]

You-you-you... you're really pale, man. [Or not a man.]

:D

[dembonyhips]

[One of the many advantages of being undead? Scaring the crap out of people! Fortyskey grins at him jumping two feet in the air.]

[Also, the detail oriented part of her writer just has to point out: Not only is she pale, but while she's well preserved, her skin's clinging to her bones. Scrawny thing even in life, let alone undeath. There's also the eerie, glowing yellow eyes behind the glasses she's wearing, she also doesn't breathe, and her voice has this eerie-ass echo to it, like she's not entirely there or tethered to the body in which she resides]

Yeah. Comes with being Undead, man. [Also: Rhaspy, but distinctly female. And really sarcastic.]