Voice testing; Canon is Achewood

[fromcircumstances]

Oh. Uh. Let's be real here, mun. It isn't like you're really going to play with me. You're going to shove me in a dark little corner of your mind, all not looking at me. All discarded memories and dreams you're just going to go and shove me in with and hope you don't have any reason conscious or otherwise to look in for. Kinda just sitting there with all the harsh words you been told over the years and the harsh thoughts you all never had the courage to say. Just kind of vitriolic whimsy.

It's not like I'm going to go to a game. I'm not a person who likes....games. All with their rules no one bothers to care about, all just making your own rules. It's not like any of the places we could go are even half-decent. I don't even have to get out of bed to worry about what might kill me, why go some place where the beds are even more likely to kill me themselves.

It's not even going to last thirty minutes, us talking here. You got all too much to do and I'm all too little to do anything with. Just thirty more minutes before you lump me in with the resentment you have about never getting a bike when you were young and the guilt you feel the one time you were piss drunk.

That's just me. Fading thoughts and the only shame that fades out.

Comments

[ininclntntwrds]

Yep. You pretty much summed it up.

[fromcircumstances]

I mean look at this. Fool gave me all of three icons. Isn't like he's planning to take me anywhere. It'd be like buying a Porsche and then when you want to show it off you drive it off road and through a mire.

Hell if I'm going to get my hopes up.

[ininclntntwrds]

Mine didn't even bother fixing my username when he moved here to Dreamwidth. I don't really get a lot of action, either. My webcomic ended, too, so that's not available for me.

[fromcircumstances]

My cartoon kind of exists in limbo. It was on again then off again and now its on a weekly basis again.

I kind of think its because of my temperament you know? No dude all wants to spend the time drawing the life of someone who can't even walk through the door to a grocery store without questioning whether there's a purpose to life while he tries to buy Ovaltine.

[ininclntntwrds]

At least you can walk to the store and eat. I'm barely an inch tall and am made entirrly out of my mother's castings. I have no digestive system.

[fromcircumstances]

Dang.

Can't you even just absorb something, like water or liquids?

[ininclntntwrds]

I have to or else I'll dry up. But I can't absorb too much or else I'll melt and die.

[fromcircumstances]

That's moderation. I guess we all got to do that some.

Sometimes it's easy to just not bother. And you regret not trying later. And sometimes wonder if you really do regret it.

[ininclntntwrds]

Yeah, I know what you mean. There are times which I want to do nothing but dry up and die.

[fromcircumstances]

I try it. Like I will all just lay myself in bed and not plan to get up.

But the. I get worried about the effort it might take to drag my husk out to the street, or all some crazy finding it and laying me all out like a rug outside.

did somebody say poor life choices

[uncannyvalley]

at least neither of you will have pants. That will be fun.

[fromcircumstances]

No offense to my mun but the more often he keeps his pants on the better. You know how disconcerting it is to have to be around when someone else is doing their business? It's like 'dang man I know you gotta keep your mind on what you're doing but would it kill you to maybe sing and distract yourself a bit or such?'

[uncannyvalley]

Maybe poetry!

tripping the light fantastic
eating grapes with the one-armed man
poems seem strange in this context
that negi is a shotgun

[fromcircumstances]

That seems a little heady to be hitting the head with. Most dudes kind of just think of limericks or such, or Natalie Portman I guess depending on the mood they in.

[uncannyvalley]

or their muses.

maybe that's why you're here