You are bringing me back because you are frustrated with real life larp things. I haven't been out of my car in years. YEARS. We cannot go back to where we were. I can't just always be on the run.
Can I settle down and get some friends? New shop, New job, New Everything.
Drugs and prison and...
Ah, screw it. At this point, it doesn't matter if I'm waltzing around in a yard or at a bar somewhere, does it.
Still, I guess it can't hurt to take a peak. It's not like I'm going to see one, but hey, who knows what'll come up?
It's been... It's been 5 years. We both know it is impossible to go back to what we had.
Hey, you realize it's not my fault that thanks to the newer anime you have to revise my history, right? Of course if you did want to play that other guy with the monkey tail, I'm not going to argue with you. I can't say I'm all that thrilled to be a candidate to be sent off to some world where there are three story tall monsters that want to eat me. It makes me feel like a 'sacrifice' all over again.
Plus, you got that Eren kid already - you want to play two people with short tempers? Though I have to admit, he makes me look tame. And don't even think about dragging Al into this. He's been through enough.
Look I've already had to overthrow one corrupt government - I haven't been punished enough? Make that Zidane guy do it. He's the one that always wants to help people.
Do something with yourself. You're
This is a dead forum, mate. I know you want me to be- somewhere and move on and be open, but-
I'm gonna go ahead and say it's not happening here. I know you want me to app somewhere, but I'm not interested- they're all going to leave me again one day anyway, won't they? Isn't that how this story goes?
And then I die before him. Yes, I've read your books. Didn't much care for that, mind you.
Your heart's in the right place, mate, I know it is, I just don't see much of an opportunity here... [At any protests of his mun, the Marauder arches an eyebrow, then shrugs his shoulders elegantly. Only he could pull off disbelief so gracefully.]
Prove me wrong then.
I'm still terrified of his voice. Of writing it wrong and ruining what I used to fantasize about his character, since this is the first character I ever fangirled. But I'm gonna try to not be afraid, because he's really been wanting this. He's been wanting this for a very long time and he's, in fact, my oldest muse. Ten years or so. So, I'm gonna try.]
Thank you. I appreciate that you are trying. I believe that you can do it. And I'm glad that you finally saw that there are some guidelines in the quotes at Bulbapedia. That you do have references to fall back on, to fill in the blanks in my personality that you've always been afraid to see. It may change how you perceive me, when you do finish developing my character thoroughly, but it might be for the better. [He smiles at the mun.] Please don't see it as a bad thing, even if it is just a necessary thing.
I don't know why you felt so inclined to prod the "sleeping dragon" back to life, but you did, and so here I am. What to do...
I want to put my objection to your latest ... extravaganza... on record. May I remind you that I have received an award as the Best Initiative Player? I served in a combat unit - albeit as an instructor. Precisely why do you now wish to place me in a ... fairy tale?
- Current Mood:appalled!
[Mun sighs a bit. Of course, of course. He's been observing. And Izaya grins a big grin, amused at her reaction. He actually laughs this time, a bit.]
What, you were expecting me to ignore you? [Nope, that grin is not leaving. If only that Mun/Muse barrier didn't exist! There's this impulse to wrap an arm around her shoulder--make her cringe--and he won't be able to do it.] You clearly forgot about me! That nearly breaks my heart...
[Uh huh. Right. Like he really means that.]
But I do mean it, Mun-chan. I've missed you! If you were thinking of me, then that clearly means you've missed me too. Right?
I've missed coming around here, and you know--isn't it about time you set up for that account on Dreamwidth?
[Oh, don't TRY to be subtle with Mun. She knows you too damn well, Izaya! Fiiiine, she'll get around to it today. And won't let herself be distracted by newly installed synthesizer, no matter how awesome it is. ... Really!]
We both know why I'm here, and it's not to see him.
- Current Mood: irritated
M-me? I'm fine! H-Honest!
Okay maybe you should put me back to sleep I'm not entirely sure if this is a good idea and the way you're tensing is making my bracelet go off like crazy--
Regarding your hesitation at bringing in another character... You have a few new ones wandering around your head. True, not all of your past ones have made it, but that is why you do this, isn’t it? To see if they can pass the gauntlet. As for your concern about making one that works so closely with this vampire, the Spaniard is right. There will be women who are jealous. But I would not disapprove of having a servant.
Of course, perhaps you should wait and see how the drug addict plays out. The Spaniard would not work well with this new person if he had just failed in teaching.
As always, it is all about timing with these things.
But I am enjoying myself.
Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened?
You need to smile. I know you love her, dearly so, and that there's still a thin thread of connection left between you, but you really should take some time for yourself.
That aside, perhaps we'll look through this place once more, yes? After all, someone has to make sure you stay occupied. Hiatus or not, I am a good source of interaction for you to be aware of. So relax.
You'll get through this. Even if I have to drag you through it myself.
I trust you've finished your tea.
If this is to be our arrangement, you know my request. Make your choices.
[Vanessa studies her arcs carefully, then turns over three cards: the golden winged Chariot outlined in chalk; the outline of the Magician poring over his studies. She seems content, then flips over the third.
The Devil, horned and tailed, smiling cruelly up at her.
She is slightly unnerved--blink and you'll miss it--but keeps her composure together.]
Oh, my dear girl, my dear, mundane girl.
Your fortitude and insistence you can handle this--this idea of me within your head, if that's what we are to call it. Are all Americans like you and Mr. Chandler? I know you haven't his expertise in firearms, but--
[She looks down to gather her breath. The lights around her flicker. She is nervous, but hides it very well.]
I do worry I'll cause more trouble than I'm worth. I know your--background in the supernatural, and I trust your merits, but you were so young when you last were in any place demons may look you in the eye. We are nearly of an age, you and I, and yet we are so different you almost remind me of--but--
[She clears her throat. She smiles, but only one side of her mouth perks up.]
No. You and she are hardly alike.
I'll have to run this by Sir Malcolm, and the rest. We all have our secrets, but--before you remain privy to mine, he would like to know, I am sure.
Just promise me--if he does let you along--you'll know what to do if the worst happens. If you need to, you'll do what you must.
It is not meant to work like this. He is not actually meant to gain power. I am meeting new, wonderful people. But how can I make a life for myself with him trying to drown me out?
This is meant to be a place for me. Look at how popular I am! Look at all the señoritas that talk to me! It would be cruel of me to confuse them with another man speaking with my mouth. Please, mun, do it for the señoritas. Or, rather, don’t do this. I refuse to be another tragic vampire in a world of tragic vampires.
I see you have some background in legal matters... ("What is this an interview?") however, wouldn't Parkman be more your speed? You'd understand more of his end of things compared to mine. (*Mun glares, muse makes a note of this. He thinks the mun might be more ambitious than he assumed at first.*) Fine, forget what I said, since you're going to be that way and I really don't have a choice here...
Good, you actually understand what I'm saying. (He gives a slight charming grin. He might just be able to tolerate this.) I'm just going to hope you're actually serious about this. If you are, we might just work.
- Current Mood:serious
I simply feel no reason to care about what you're interested in.
[ Nevermind that his voice here in this place has been quiet for so long -- or that he is amused by his own relative silence in general as of late. ]
I don't blame you playing my younger self. You need something reliable
And I know you're already writing the fanfiction.
- Current Mood: content
So, you've decided to let me breath again? I'm grateful for that. It's been how long since you've actually brought me out of hibernation? Never mind. It doesn't matter. I'd like to express how grateful I am for you letting me out of your headspace and back into reality. People need me. Like my friends and allies.
There's a war to fight.
Look, you think I like hanging around here with the rest of your neglected muses? Not exactly a party, here...
And I know you've really been tweaking your story of me for awhile. In RPland, I live in DC.
But then...you thought, 'Hey, maybe the whole supernatural creatures living in the real world is right now way too popular.'
Well, you're kinda right, cuz...you created me as a bit of a joke because of pop culture being what it is.
So now you're kinda thinking, 'Hey, maybe I rewrite your story with you being from another world.'
My thought? I think this all came from being disappointed in Once Upon a Time.
And maybe a dash of Cosmos. Which is a way better show. But yeah, that too. Just don't make an OC based on Neil cuz that would be odd.
Honestly....I dunno about this alternate world thing. I get the idea...but I'm a bit torn about being a tad rebooted.
More of an avoidance of this place because of so many things that have happened.
Call it curiosity to see how others are doing as well. Another year passed, and we've both been through a great deal.
And the outcome was informative.
Mun-chan, you'll find my friends, right? Right?
Is there a place for me to go?
Maybe Mikasa will be there? Eren? Jean?
I don't want to worry them, though....
....Mun-chan...umm....find me a good place, okay?
Mun... What do you know of this? This nonsense?
[She moves a dark gloved hand to the side of her head, looking aggravated.] My mind, it cannot take any more. And this woman; she is but a mere weakling compared to a Tsviet!
No, they are not dead, or finished. [She knew what Mun was going to say there.] I'm alive, aren't I?
If this far-off world is so powerful, then why can't it fight its own battles?
At least let me slaughter those drones, or hunt for Xargin. That would be far more enjoyable.
[So frustrated. Feeling so indignified and angry. Rosso's in the mood to kill something, or someone.]
- Current Mood: angry
(His head hurts worse now.) An' mind explainin' to me why you're amused by it? (He glares.) Stop mouthin' off, you know you're enjoyin' some of this.
Mun, mind makin 'sure I get some sort of break...a day or two of normal every once in a while?
- Current Mood: stressed
At least I'll be with those I recognize, but I have heard that they may have lost all memories of me, and the Nexus place...
You're thinking of writing a prompt. This late?
[Mun can at least get one started! Please be cooperative?]
If that will help you, then do it. I just find the extra attention uneccessary, in my opinion.
AU Nexus Dean: [The double scowls a bit as he replies.] A mess.
AU: I got that much already, from what Mari told me. She says it's sentient, and can take whoever it wants, whenever it wants. That ain't right.
Nexus: [His scowl dims upon hearing his friend/family member's name.] No, it isn't. We're--hell, I don't know anymore. Pawns? People it's attached to? Things are making even less sense... She is okay, isn't she?
AU: Physically, she's fine. Other than that, she's upset. Frustrated--have you and your Sam really been over there for seven years?
Nexus: [This Dean is looking to his double right in the eyes.] Yeah, we have. Now there's more confusing, bogus crap than there already has been. We learn on the go. There's no lore anywhere on sentient worlds.
Not over here, and I doubt there's anything to dig up where you are.
AU: You're probably right about that... Hey, I got another question. Does your Sam have any strange dreams, of living a double life?
Nexus: [Tenses.] No. Does yours?
AU: Yeah, and we believe that he's connected to yours through them. [Runs a hand down his face.]
[AU Nexus Dean does a double take at that. Seriously?! WTF, man!]
I am not feeling 'out of my groove'. I am just surrounded by a different 'groove'. Why should I feel uneasy? It's not as if I am hiding secrets, or working around a telepath, or staying put instead of running around (which would be very risky of me. I am hardly confused about my life's purpose, or my moral compass, or even who I am.
Anxious as I am, I am not, and never will be 'out of my groove'. I will 'groove' until the end of my days.
Yours, theirs, whoever's,
PS: I need a fiesta. Pronto.
Or are you really being scatter-brained right now?
[He breathes out a sigh.]
You've done enough damage. Stop splitting everyone up.
[... Oh, and one more thing. Something Cloud wants to know as much as the rest of his comrades want to know.]
Is she all right? It's been months...
- Current Mood:A little moody.
[She bows, a bit shy.] ...N-Nice to meet you, Mun-san.
Where will I be going? Will my friends be there?
[She's sure she'll become sad overtime the more she's away from any of her close friends. Most of them she knows from school. The other one...it's complicated. Celty Sturluson-chan may not be human, but Anri doesn't at all treat her any different than anyone else she's ever met.]
[The answer Mun gives doesn't sound great, but at least it's a little optimistic.] "Maybe" is better than nothing.
And I won't let my selfish asshole of a father get away with any of it. I don't care about his reasons.
Right now though I am hungry, Mun. We should go out on the town. I know of a few clubs that would be perfect. Even some goths who wouldn't mind sharing their blood. I'll have to wipe their minds, of course, for their own protection. There might even be Karaoke.
But I need to get out. Please?
(She looks up.) About that "Reborn" thing...I'm not happy and I know you're not that excited about it...but, you saw that question drop off board, right? Mind askin'...if...well, they could ever...well, undo what happened to me? I mean...I'm not stupid enough to believe they will do that...but...could you still ask anyway?
- Current Mood: sad
And Phil might not blame me for mentioning him being alive, all behind good intentions! He and I both know I wouldn't mean to put anymore stress on him. Especially since Skye hasn't woken up yet.
Steve's not bad though. Not at all. [Her gut instincts tell her so. The guy sounded very optimistic when they first met, and he not once made her feel suspicious or stressed.] I warned him ahead of time to not demand answers. Phil looked like a mess. How tired and worried he looked mirrored how I've felt during restless nights--and I've had one too many of those.
It's too late to go back on it now. It's been too late since I uttered my friend's whole name.
What I don't want, Mun, is anymore drama that I've already had.
- Current Mood: nervous