welp, voice-test!

[halfdressed]

You've got great taste, sweetpea, but let's be realistic here for a sec. Where doesn't need my extra special touch? Everyone could benefit from a little love to spice up their frankly boring lives, this isn't going to be an easy decision. I can tell you're stressed, Cupid gets the same ugly lines when he pulls that face. Honey, no, c'mon! Smile.

You've got the Goddess of Love on your side no matter what happens, what could possibly go wrong? Okay, shush, that was totally rhetorical. 

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[halfdressed]

Ugly and rude, there's just no hope for you. Exsqueeze me, what was that little angry mutter about 'a cheat and a lie'? Because I deal with hearts, I don't pitch in for the whole mind-reading gig.

[fotlenke]

For true? I have seen prettier faces on horses. [ zing! ] Why must you show your face? You are provoking the unwanted appearance of Zeus or Hermes or -- the worst of your pantheon!

[halfdressed]

Then you're checking out the wrong species.

Legit, honey, what are you babbling about? I don't even know you and you're ripping into my family. What sort of nasty rash are you?

[fotlenke]

You are the nasty rash! You have committed countless atrocities and don't even hold remorse.

[ When she finds out that you're not the Ditey of her world, don't worry, she'll eat crow. ]

How could you twist and abuse love for the sake of your own vanity?

[halfdressed]

Hey! Twist and abuse it? Alright, now you're making me angry. [ Getting all kinds of Discord!vibes off this one. ] Who are you? Last chance before I feel like living up to this new rep you're styling and make you fall in love with a toad.

[fotlenke]

Try and face punishment for laying a hand upon Freya's daughter, bubble-headed twit!

[ You want a fight, Ditey? Let's light up the magic goddess wooshy power and get a rumblin'. And we'll sell sets for $12 a pop. ]

[halfdressed]

[ Ahw hell no, don't make her do this. ]

Freya's daughter — that's you, right? It's still not an answer!

[fotlenke]

Why should it not. Freya is the only Goddess of Love who matters.

[ She magically yanks mud from a nearby puddle and magically shapes into a ball. She hefts it. ] Stop picking your scabs and do something.

[halfdressed]

Girly! I don't know who you are.

[ Hand on a hip, she eyes that mud. ]

Freya's some Norse chick as far as I know, you don't even register. So, what's your name? Last chance, since you seem determined to be an obtuse little bitch.

[fotlenke]

My name is Sigyn.

[ And mud is thrown! ]

[halfdressed]

[ BAM, have a shield of pink glittery hearts. BADASS. ]

Who?