sort-of voice-test for a sort-of oc.

[scryinghope]

Please don't.

Yes, I know that won't stop you. I don't even need to be in your head to know that. I also happen to know that a little bit of pleading will at least make you feel guilty while you put me through all the things you're planning.

You see? It worked. At least now I can suffer with the petty vindictiveness of knowing that a fictional character made you feel bad. I'm like that on occasion.

Comments

[scryinghope]

The part where we're obviously having the time of our afterlives, aside from the nagging reminder of unfinished business back on Earth.

[skeletonenigma]

What unfinished business? You're dead. We can handle the rest.

[scryinghope]

Yes, you're handling it all with extreme grace and fortitude. Say hello to Dexter for us.

[skeletonenigma]

I can handle the rest. I can't speak for Dexter. Although I will say he's gotten better about things recently.

[scryinghope]

This coming from the skeleton who refused to admit to his friends that he might need help in being not evil. Yes, I can see your handling skills, Skulduggery.

[skeletonenigma]

To be fair, by the time I realised being evil actually was a concern, I'd stopped caring. Also to be fair, can you name anything else I haven't handled with aplomb?

[scryinghope]

Does it matter in which universe it happened?

[skeletonenigma]

To a reasonable extent.