on being created

[bamboozled]

Really, Mun, really? You already have like, a bazillion characters, and you decide to throw me into the mix? I'm sorry, a bazillion "muses" not that it makes any difference, you're still crazy.

But no, seriously. I'd rather not be here. I have better things to do. Let me go back.

Hello?

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[deandong]

JEFFREY!

[ give him a moment to compose himself jeff. or take this as an opportunity to run! ]

Well - [ he flicks invisible hair over his shoulder. for once he's not in costume. ] somebody's mun has good taste, if I do say so myself. Hmm?

screeches at you incoherently

[bamboozled]

Oh Christ.

[Jeff is very suddenly filled with rage. Funny how that always happens when the Dean's around?]

Yeah, she has great taste. God, of course the first one of you she ever sees is with me. Just my luck.

,,,,,his voice is spot on *0*

[girlnextdoor]

You'd probably be the first of us "muses" if your mun actually listened to you.

aw, thank you kindly!

[bamboozled]

Yeah, well, there's first time for everything, and I have a tendency to collect them.

[Uh huh, he's talking about what you think he's talking about.]

Who're you?

<3!

[girlnextdoor]

That's lucky.

I'm Lana. My mun's a fan of whoever you are.

sorry, I'm super slow with him!

[bamboozled]

Well, good. She should be. Who isn't? I'm Jeff, by the way.

But seriously, is there no way out of this?

no big deal! take your time :) I enjoy interacting with him either way!

[girlnextdoor]

Jeff, hi.

Um, as far as I know? There's definitely no way out. Even if we aren't brought out into this...alternate universe of some sort, then we're at least stuck at the back of our writers' heads.

<333

[bamboozled]

Great. That's just... great.

[He's going to die in here, cold and alone. Christ.]

So what do you do about it?

[girlnextdoor]

Wander? I guess. Though, my mun's thinking about putting me in one of those "games". Not sure if that counts for some kind of freedom. A lot of people around here seem to get excited at the thought of being placed somewhere.

I think it just sounds sadistic.

[bamboozled]

Oh god, games? I'd rather live in this place forever.

What kind of games are there? I mean, besides the weird stuff that I know has to be there.

[ironyfree]

Trust me Jeff, they don't listen to us.

[Not that she hasn't tried her fair share of complaining.]

[bamboozled]

Yeah, I'm starting to see that.

How long have you been stuck here?

[thegenresavvy]

Jeff. I'm worried we might need a romantic subplot.

[bamboozled]

[Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold up.]

Abed? Girl Abed? No way.

[thegenresavvy]

Abida. You've had some kind of romantic and/or passing sexual contact with every female member of the study group. That's established a character pattern.