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Entry tags:
- adam warlock (marvel 616),
- johnny d'amico (original),
- madoka kaname (madoka magica),
- raven (tta),
- sonic the hedgehog (sonic),
- ✝ dr. kingdom diogenes swann [original],
- ✝ eridan ampora [homestuck],
- ✝ simmaeri (original),
- ✝ takegami teijirou (mr. brain),
- ✝ the 8th doctor [doctor who],
- ✝ wanda maximoff [marvel 616]
verse two is video(/voluntary action)
Welcome to Exsilium. There is much to discuss.
[recognize those words in that voice? Simmaeri's kind of an A+ mimic. she get your attention with that one? she likes to think so. we'll find out anyway.]
Discuss is to make understand, yes? [as far as she knows. the raised eyebrows seem to imply a need for confirmation. no rhetorical questions here!] I want a discuss. You help. There is much words to discuss.
[she leans forward a little, lifting her hands from her lap.] You speak words for you. Words for...[fingers settle near her collarbone; her eyebrows knit. she takes on a pained tone.] Why. I see...[her hand lifts, tracing from her temple down to her jaw, wearing a hurt expression.] No good face. I hear no good words. Much, no good.
[the next words she says are untranslatable, but laced with the desire to be understood:]
What causes you unhappiness here?
[OH RIGHT THE VOLUNTARY ACTION:
because where is this girl broadcasting from?
one of the stairwells at the apartment building, between the first and second floor. why not? who stays in their rooms, anyway?
feel free to not like. step on her computer on your way up/down the stairs.]
[recognize those words in that voice? Simmaeri's kind of an A+ mimic. she get your attention with that one? she likes to think so. we'll find out anyway.]
Discuss is to make understand, yes? [as far as she knows. the raised eyebrows seem to imply a need for confirmation. no rhetorical questions here!] I want a discuss. You help. There is much words to discuss.
[she leans forward a little, lifting her hands from her lap.] You speak words for you. Words for...[fingers settle near her collarbone; her eyebrows knit. she takes on a pained tone.] Why. I see...[her hand lifts, tracing from her temple down to her jaw, wearing a hurt expression.] No good face. I hear no good words. Much, no good.
[the next words she says are untranslatable, but laced with the desire to be understood:]
What causes you unhappiness here?
[OH RIGHT THE VOLUNTARY ACTION:
because where is this girl broadcasting from?
one of the stairwells at the apartment building, between the first and second floor. why not? who stays in their rooms, anyway?
feel free to not like. step on her computer on your way up/down the stairs.]
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Trolls are what?
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Uh, me? An' some a' the others, like...grey all ower with horns? I mean it musta been obwious I ain't a human sort, right?
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I understand better, yes. Thank you. [she curls her fingers against her chin.] Eridan is no man – a trolls.
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Trolls is when you're addressin' more than one. Troll's just for the single. Got it?
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I understand.
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...then.
[yep...]
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[...wait.]
How are the people you're hiwemates with?
[Cause god knows he could talk a lot about how much he doesn't like his own...]
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