Voice Test

[carvingmyway]

Are you mad? You've been out of the whole roleplay thing for months now and you're going to jump straight into a game like this? You couldn't even remember where to go to voice test!

...

I-I know you had to start somewhere, but this is still ridiculous! Count me out of it. Forget it. Especially not with that pull point!

Comments

[trulyfree]

Running away before anything has even started. Why am I not surprised.

[Wry, wry, wry. Everything is wry.]

[carvingmyway]

[Dammit Fenris. Carver crosses his arms and is not sulking, got it.]

I'm not running away! I just don't want to land in the bin in a month!

[thesunislaw]

[You seem upset, Carver. Have a princess pony.]

I see no reason why they shouldn't. It may be fun, jumping right into a game.

[carvingmyway]

...

[He's going to stare for a minute in mild horror and fascination before someone reminds him he's being a rude little shit.]

Uh-- But-- That doesn't make it a bright idea!

[trulyfree]

[Call it what you want, Carver. It still looks like sulking to Fenris.]

You have an excuse for everything.

If Hawke getting all the attention really bothers you so much, then I suggest taking advantage of any opportunity that's been given to you.

Or continue complaining about everything while doing nothing. Whatever satisfies you more.

[thesunislaw]

[Celestia merely relishes the look, forever amused.]

One does not grow without taking a few risks. Even the best of ideas do not seem all that bright at first.

[carvingmyway]

This place she's talking about has two versions of my older sibling, you know. I don't think it'll help.

[He's totally sulking, but he won't admit that.]

[carvingmyway]

And I suppose a talking horse would know, huh.

[Carver, r00d]

[thesunislaw]

Of course, even the best laid plans of ponies and men can go awry with a sour tongue.

[trulyfree]

[To himself:] It's like talking to a wall...

[Back to the idiot Hawke:] So you have simply given up? Already? I think I understand now why everyone except your mother has given up on you.

[carvingmyway]

Eh... well...

[Awkward...]

Sorry, I guess that was uncalled for.

[carvingmyway]

...

[Rivalry: +100]

What, you think I should just rush right in, consequences be damned? That's gotten me really far so far, especially in the damned Deep Roads.

[thesunislaw]

Perhaps a little. You will have to get used to unusual sights, going into the game you are.

[As for what 'unusual sights', she won't disclose. Gotta have some surprises, right?]

[carvingmyway]

Oh, fantastic. That makes me feel so much more enthusiastic about this place already.

[No, there is no sarcasm here, what are you talking about? He's totally serious. Totally.]

[thesunislaw]

Not one for adventure, I assume?

[carvingmyway]

Oh, I've had my fill of adventure, considering where my last one lead me.

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that seriously has to be my new favorite icon of Carver ever

[trulyfree]

... [Fenris raises a brow and wonders if Carver has been dropped on his head as a child.]

How did you manage to get that out of the mere suggestion of going? It is not impossible to prepare yourself for such things. [Simply improbable due to the nature of most games.] Even so, last I recall, you were the one who insisted on going on that expedition in the first place. You cannot say that that choice and this are the same; this decision is not even yours to make.

It seems to catch all of his expressions in a single icon

[carvingmyway]

Isn't that the whole point? And from what little I've picked up, there's nothing I can do about preparing for anything.

[Honestly, it's possible, especially if somebody let Hawke carry him.]

It's not like I don't learn anything from my mistakes, elf. Going to the Deep Roads was a bad idea, okay, I said it.

[Anything that ends with his brother having to kill him is a bad idea.]

[thesunislaw]

Oh? And where would that be?

[carvingmyway]

...Dead.

[Tact! He has it! ...No, really, he was this close to saying "dying in my brother's arms", but that didn't seem right somehow.]

in other words, it's perfect pff /bias

[trulyfree]

Well, that's a first. [No, seriously. That might have sounded extremely dry, but Fenris is totally cheering for you deep down inside his bitter heart, Carver. Probably.]

Yet that is still the past. You cannot let past mistakes hold you back, especially since you do not even know what that place could do for you. You could be turning away from your best chance at changing others' perspective of you since— [you were born] —your arrival in Kirkwall.

Yessssss I have to restrain myself from using it for everything

[carvingmyway]

...I...guess you're right. It's not like I have anything to lose.

[Carver sighs, shrugs, and crosses his arms for what's probably the tenth time during this short conversation.]

I just don't like running into it when my mun struggles with remembering the basics.

[hawkethat]

[o hai]

What are you doing? Don't try to talk her out of it. Contrary to what you may believe, we actually do miss your big dumb face.


[Hawke, that is not how you endear yourself to babby brother...]

[carvingmyway]

[A weird mix of surprise and awkward affection crosses his face before Carver's expression settles into something distinctly...annoyed.]

...Nobody asked you, brother.

[It really isn't.]

[delyrium]

Ah, of course.

I was a fool to believe the mage's whining would be the extent of it. Now I get to suffer your presence as well.