[freelancing muse who doesn't even technically exist yet.]

[interpolate]

Dearest Munsie,

Clear out a room, darling, I have arrived! I know you know hardly anything about me, excepting that I am gorgeous, with a flawless fashion sense... and that I am a designated villain of course. Big deal, you love that fabulous fop with the shawl (may he rest in peace), right?

Let me level with you, sugar. I have been lurking for weeks, waiting for the perfect moment to present myself. And I know you're sick of being stuck in your bitty brain with only the ponytailed pretty boy for company (put the swords away, sweetheart, you're not fooling anyone).

So... maybe your welcome could be a little more gracious?

Mwah.

Ciao, bella!

~Enter

Comments

[iwasaki]

Are you trying to kill us or give us makeovers?!

[interpolate]

...Can't I do both?

[iwasaki]

This is going to be a long, long year.

[interpolate]

Oh, you already love me.

Watch, I'm probably nothing like this, really.

[iwasaki]

Maybe I'm not a tough guy and hardened veteran spy. Maybe I cry a lot and like musicals. Then we'll get along better.

Or we would, if you weren't trying to destroy me and everything I stand for.

[interpolate]

Maybe I am actually an emotionless killing machine. And we will never get along.

She says maybe I am going to be the sixth ranger, and I think maybe she needs to get some more sleep.

[iwasaki]

If you're an emotionless killing machine, why were you laughing in the trailer?

I wish my mun would make me some icons. I need to have more than one expression.

[interpolate]

Good point. I like you, blue, you're perceptive.

[iwasaki]

This worries me more than I like.

[interpolate]

Hee.

If you only knew how the mun felt about the ponytailed pretty boy and my own most attractive counterpart. Suffice to say, she likes Villain/Blue as a general rule~

[iwasaki]

My mun is smiling at this. I just want to hide.

[interpolate]

[claps]

Oooh, I like it when they smile! Oh, this is going to be fun.

[iwasaki]

Fun for who? Not me.

[interpolate]

Oh, I wouldn't say that so soon. I'm sure together we could make it fun for everyone.

[iwasaki]

Everyone except me. And Red, and Yellow, and most of Tokyo ... do I need to go on?

[interpolate]

Oh blue. You are just so cute. All... noble. Heroic. I'm so excited!

[iwasaki]

I'm not.

Really not.

I wish my mun would stop laughing.

[interpolate]

You don't like it when they laugh?

So sad. You need to cheer up, blue.

[iwasaki]

I don't like it when they laugh at me. Or when they try to leave me with people I don't trust.

She's trying to find a Red Buster for me now. And a Red for the princess. I can't even save myself, let alone them.

[interpolate]

I think you'd get along with ponytail. He doesn't much like it when she laughs either.

[iwasaki]

Maybe I'll see him in May. Or next year.

... Now she's laughing again. Thank you so much, mun.

[red_pleather]

You'd look great in red.

[interpolate]

Oh, little red is cheeky! I like that.

[red_pleather]

Oi, not so much with the 'little'! My mun was surprised by how deep my voice is.

[interpolate]

But... you're small. I mean, compared to blue you're small.

[red_pleather]

[coughs]

Not when we're transformed, at least?

[interpolate]

Hmm. Magic.

[red_pleather]

Yeah, something like that.

My mun keeps saying something about the picture of us all as kids kind of taking away from the serious adult image I'm trying to project.


[reluctantly fascinated by you and how you're *moving*]

[interpolate]

Serious... Adult...

Yes. Very serious. Very adult. I'm honestly, I'm terrified. Very very scared, here. I mean, you're not even in spandex! You get leather! Very intimidating.

Very.

[red_pleather]

Hey, it's not my fault you're a foot taller than I am! I'm an adult -- well, basically.

[heavy sigh]

The pleather's better for rolling along the ground in, I can tell you that much.

[interpolate]

Yes, I imagine there's less tearing that way.

A pity.

[red_pleather]

[eyebrows go up]

Means less injury.

[interpolate]

Oh!

Oh of course that is exactly what I meant.

Wouldn't want you...

Injured.

[red_pleather]

[aware there's something I'm missing, starting to blush]

[interpolate]

[slow smile, and then conspiratorial wink]

[red_pleather]

Oh, hell.

[interpolate]

Hello, darling! You're here too I see...

[red_pleather]

Yup. Not keeping me away. I go where my team is.

[interpolate]

Good. This pleases me. I hope you're more... enthusiastic than blue. He's a grumpy gus so far.

[red_pleather]

[amused and possibly a touch overconfident]

Oh, I'm not too grumpy. I'm pretty sure we can deal with you.

[interpolate]

Oh, I am sure you will deal with a great many things, little red.

[red_pleather]

[I am not pouting. Not at all. No sir, no way, no how, not even a little. You are not getting to me.]


We'll beat you, Enter.

Or make you one of us.

[interpolate]

Hah.

That... That is a delightful challenge. As if I wasn't excited before.

[red_pleather]

I -- I don't know that I want you excited, exactly.

[interpolate]

Oh, now you're being a party pooper, just like blue. Why doesn't anyone want me to have fun?

[red_pleather]

You can have fun on our side, too? I'm just not sure we share your definition of 'fun'.