Dear Mun

A voice test? Seriously? Merlin's beard, they don't even care.

Okay, fine, I get it. I do. It's been awhile since you had a completely new muse around. I guess that's what I am, a muse? Huh, I like that. I could be someone's muse. Anyway.

I know, that Bridget girl is her own...entity, apart from that archetype you keep playing with, but she came out of Laura who came out of Zoe who came out of Mercy who came out of Melinda who is the archetype we're discussing here. So she's not exactly new, while I'm my own animal. Allegedly. I don't know, I think I'm still pretty similar to that archetype. I'll pull you away from it best I can, but you're right, you are a bit too stuck in it. Now we need to stop using that term, because it's pretentious. You don't want to be pretentious, do you?

Merlin. I didn't expect to actually like you. I think this could be the start of a beautiful friendship.

...Seriously?

You needn't worry about me, dearest User-mun, I can look after myself, I have for this long, haven't I?

And I'm certainly not as antique as you seem to think, I'll handle the transition just fine.

You're overestimating how hard it's going to be for my brother and me to repair the gap that whore caused. Jonah isn't stupid. Everyone makes mistakes.

Texts from the X-Girls, huh?

Nice! We have almost everyone, too.

Thank you so much. I don't care if Prof. Charlotte gets mad at me again, I'm gonna chase down whiskey shots with potato wedges! Whooo! Gotta prep for New Years, so yeah!

Great, so you made an account. What do you want, a pat on the back? A medal? You should be doing more productive crap for me like finding me hog jowls! I bet a simpleton monkey can't tell what IS hog jowls. Stop your griping and find me some.

And before I forget, you're still the most vile, sick, and filthy mundane I ever had the bad luck of knowing! And you should feel lucky I don't stuff you in the jar again!

That initial typing error, “Fear mun” didn't make me happy. Nothing about this makes me happy. If I knew anything about Freudian slips, I'd set a course for the sunset and never come back. I know you're nervous too, but give me a chance. I can't help the lack of sartorial eloquence. Ugh, see? It's just not me. You'll never “hear” me properly that way. The only way to do that is let me out more. Things will be fine.

Oh, and thank you for the boat. I really like the boat. Can I have a motorbike too? And why do you keep rubbing your shoulder? It's only been a few hours, how can you have RSI after a few hours? What is RSI anyway? If it's anything to do with your liver, I'm leaving. Not existing has to be better than having mine removed BEFORE not existing.

Sorry, but you asked. So I'm talking.

Was this necesary coming here? I don't know if there is that many games here. B-but I'm certain that there are some. You might find the one here. Right? Just look around.

Hey, don't worry, mun! Even if I don't have any nifty powers like everyone else there, I'm sure I can still protect everyone! So I'll be just fine. I'm the knight of justice who protects princesses, after all!

...wait, you mean I can actually get magical powers? From this Kyuubey person? Woah, that sounds great! I'll be able to protect everyone even better that way!

O-

So, I just want to say, even if I don't really get to exist until like months from now or whatever, this whole actually eventually letting me be a part of a real plot for once thing is kind of cool of you. The whole * thing maybe not so much but, you know, I guess it's kind of like just a thing? I mean, if the options are not existing versus *, I think I'll take the *. I don't know.

God and, I mean, for real? *? I get you don't want to spoil anything and I guess I get the joke but come on. The * just looks silly.

You guys are way too easily amused.

- Chloe

P.S. Figure out what's going on with my baby, ok? I want to start picking out cute clothes already! I also want to know when I get to stop being pregnant. So, like a due date would be awesome.

hey man!

okay, first up, i really don't want to sound ungrateful. i know i'm taking up a lot of your brainspace at the minute, and i'm sorry, i really am! give it a few weeks and i'll probably quieten down again. not to give away too much or anything, but there are a lot of us up here in your head, and while i wouldn't say we have a schedule exactly, we do kind of talk to each other and sometimes one or the other of us will shove his way to the forefront...

whoa, off-topic already. yeah, that's how i am. you know this. ;)

thing is, i love that i have a journal! really! i appreciate it, and i love that you're spending time with/on me and my story. the problem is... you've tried this before. and it never really works out for you. and mun, you're working all the hours you can get, and in september you start writing a dissertation and applying for post-grad funding, and you're not going to have time to work on my journal, and you're goign to feel bad. i don't want that. :(

on top of that, i don't really want to join any games, except maybe a multiverse-style sandbox or something, because i exist in a world you play with your girlfriend, and she's working on a new potential boyfriend for me -- yeah, i know i'm not supposed to know that, but we do eavesdrop, you know ;) -- so romantic interactions are out, and i'm not sure how to make friends outside of joining games. which, as i said, i'm reluctant to do, because i don't really want to au myself, and i have a world already.

i apologise if that makes me too picky. :( but you know your girl wouldn't be happy either, if i did join in any other games. ;) except, as i said, a multiverse-y sandbox -- ooh, or an ic prompts place, if we could find one of those. we'd get away with that, and it'd be fun. :D

so yeah... i'm not sure why i'm here, man. i appreciate it and all, but i'm not sure you really know your purpose here. i know you'd like for me to have some aim/msn friends, but i don't know how many other muns are into that kind of thing. we might find a few, i suppose (hope! that'd be fun). sooner or later, you might find a purpose, too. ;) i'm just going to settle up quietly in the corner while you figure it out, alright? but thanks again, by the way, really.

best wishes,
ira xxx

Lemme get this straight... With minimal knowledge of US geography, minor towns in the US, or basically ANYTHING related to it, you're trying to make me American?

Nice try, doll, now put me in a country you know something about.

And, my GOD, there is nothing wrong with being an actress/artist! Stop holding back and write me as I was meant to be, jeez. You're making me want to fast forward so I don't have to listen to your anxieties.

Chop, chop. You can get my things done while you wait for news on Scanny there.

Don't forget about my brother! Something more than "he's legally disabled and I love him" would be good to know. Motivations and all of that; I need it as an act...

... After we groove. This song rocks.

Hello...? Mun? Is that all I have to call you? Alright then...

Are you sure this is okay? I mean, I really shouldn't be away for too long....But, then again...if it's only for a little while....

You have me here and now what?

You made the journal and then you did nothing with it at all. Can't you just spend a little time adding icons and finding me somewhere to play and people to play with. If you don't I'm just going to pout and have a fit like a child and annoy you until you let me play.

Look mun, I'm flattered that out of all the characters I share your head with I'm the one you decided to put into a game first, but you have a lot of work to do. Stop second guessing yourself and try to get something done! You've barely started the canon review, and we both know you could use it; you can barely think of a list of crimes.

Marina Asylum huh? It sounds a bit intimidating but Himemiya's there and I want to know that she's alright, so don't procrastinate. I'm sure if you get your priorities straight we can do it. What do you mean I'm not one to talk? That math test doesn't count....

Honestly? We're doing this again? Magical university is hardly any better than psychic high school, you realize, and how well did I really do there? Well, no, I didn't ever truly and fully interact with anyone there but that is beside the point. I am a terrible...human being, personally admitted, no matter how you try to "futz" with my characterization. That is, after all, one of the things you claim to love about me. Why on earth you would love someone you so pleasantly describe as "asocial" and "passive-aggressive," I do not know, let alone why you would ever want to subject anyone else to my company. I suppose that there might be some dim sort of "bright side" to this for me in the fact that I at least have some level of comparitive freedom here but that is, as mentioned, merely a faint "light at the end of the tunnel" sort of thought, not an actual excuse.

Having expressed all of that, I have only one more question: what is this about a plot to force me into rediscovering the concept of emotion? I hope you realize how useless that entire idea should prove to be. It would be an absolute waste of your time to even try. Not that I expect to stop you. You have never listened to me before and I doubt that you ever will. I simply felt that I should state my point. I thus consider said point stated.

Jakab

We already know I don't work well in a rusty cloud of rampant hostility; it harshes my buzz. Or the buzz of the people around me, which is the more important thing. To wit: this isn't me being rampantly hostile. I'm just trying to plan my day.

So let's go over this one more time. And because I'm a businessman, let's tally it up in gains and losses in terms of the last iteration of me. Cool? Cool.

( cut for just ...everything )

Hey there, Otter!

One month! Well, a little over a month but let's not nitpick. It's gonna be awesommmme. So stop worrying. You've got this. I mean, if I'm not freaking out, you've got no reason to be, right? You're so ridic. Play with your kitt-- Oh right, it's nap time. Never mind.

Oh hey dude, hey, maybe bug some of your friends about getting somebody to play Lucy? I mean, it'd just be cool, you know, to have her around for realsies instead of just presumably there. I mean, I don't want to be demanding or anything. Pretty cool I already pretty much know who my main roommate is going to be. (Hey, Caleb! Hey!) At least I'll have a friend, even if Lu's not really around right away.

Oh man, I have so much energy today. Impatieeeeeeeeeent. Woo!

- Freddy

I must say, mun. I am uh...puzzled by your sudden interest and me and my little Kye. He is as good as mine, anyway. I know what plans you have, but I was beginning to think that they would never be carried out...

I usually prefer to be left alone, but I would like to see where you are going with this. After all, you have made things so...tempting with no promise of a reward...

It is almost as if you are teasing me, mun. Perhaps we are more alike than I once thought.

Yeah, it's incredibly crummy for this to happen out of the blue.

And things were going so well for me. I had good friends, was doing well in school and training, and was dating Jean-Paul. And you said you were having fun, mun. So yes, what happened was incredibly sucky.

But now the question is...are you going to send me somewhere else? See if things go as well in a new place.

And I thought I was the fucked up one.

Of all the little voices in your head... you decide to let mine speak up?
Me?
Of all others?

I guess that does make me feel a little special...

Never the less.
You must be as stupid as you are ugly.

HAVE YOU NO IDEA OF THE HELL YOU ARE ABOUT TO UNLEASH?!
These horrific fuckers won't possibly be able to comprehend the amount of torture I can dish out.
Oooh, makes me feel warm and fuzzy all over. Eee!

So, you're using my account here. Wonderful. It's like a new fresh start. Isn't it? New friends. New faces. Well I'm sure there's plenty of places for me to go. Just look around. [Smiles some]

Dear mun.

You are going to hell for this. You and that other mun both. I hope you're happy with how miserable you're making me. Really, was it necessary to tease me with someone I desperately miss and will never get back?

And stop playing that song. Bitch.

No love,
Edward

[He's starting to get tired of hearing those "Hemn..." sounds of disappointment from the ridiculous woman who's his mun.] You might as well stop refreshing the page. It looks like the site is going to stay that way for a while.

You have better things to do.

Dear John Noble,

Where are you? I know you're part Doctor and you have this instinct to travel an' all, but my mun promised you'd be there...and I'm bein' dragged back to the other world. Cardiff, no less! Cardiff! So where are ya?

Love,
Rose

PS. Miss you

You couldn't resist doing this to me, could you. Of course not, you're in so much of a frenzy you can't think straight. It's alright. I understand how stupid you are and can get at any given moment.

You also have 10 seconds to change this username. Trust me, I'm being quite generous here.

To the one called Mundane.

...I must admit I feel a little strange communicating by voice in place of my usual text. As that is the method of this strange place you will be taking me, I suppose it would be best for me to become accustomed to it as soon as possible.

But I deviate. That was not the purpose for which I began to address you. It seems that you have with me, as you do with Miss Leijon, reservations about your ability at handling my voice. You believe, how do you put it, that you are not as verbose or copious as I am, something which I must admit I am not certain whether to take as an insult or compliment. Regardless I feel it my duty as your 'muse' to bring you to the conclusion that without practice, you will indeed fail in your endeavor to properly personify me. That does not mean, however, that you are incapable of such personification, thus I implore you to send me to places such as these to help set you on the right path.

I thank you for your time, Mundane, and wish you luck.

Are you sure you should be posting here right now? You are working -- and you get so upset when you don't have all of your icons in order.

[...] Well, if you insist. Don't allow me to stop you.

It seems your love of icons has bested you, mun. The allure of so many was not something you could resist? So weak to such easy temptation.

That is alright though, I do not mind. It is nice to wander and see much of the world. There is so much of it to view and so little time to do so. Though I confess, I will likely always wander back home in the end. My heart belongs there, does it not? I believe you understand that well.

All right, mundane...you've found SOMETHING on here for me to do...other than RP with Roy...

However.

FIND SOMETHING MORE PRODUCTIVE FOR ME! Find an asylum, or whatever, and actually let me torture a few souls! Come on! It's gotten very boring in your headspace...!

Dear Mun,

Okay so most of my siblings in general are here (well apart from Bill and I'm sure we'll get him soonish right?) but I've got a couple of bones to pick with you.

1) I'm serious????? Seriously? A mini Percy? I get this rpg is AU and I get all that. I also get that Fred's a quidditch player (I mean hey at least he's alive.) But what about the funny's? The Pranking?

This leads me on to the second thing.

2) Can I get a girl???? Please? Set me up with someone.

Thanks

George Weasley.

Let me get this straight. You're sending me to a prison. Not just a prison, but a prison underwater probably miles below the surface.

I'm lucky I know how to swim, at least?

And what the hell is this about Fletcher being there? He doesn't belong in a prison. Whoever runs that place, I'm going to have words with if I actually arrive.

You haven't touched this account since 2008 have you? So, why do you think posting me here is a good idea?

Oh, I see. You recently updated my journal with my uncomplete profile from 2008, a HMD post, a relationship post and started a example profile and began writing it?!?

Seriously, don't you think this is a waste of time?

I don't even have my userpics yet, just this temporary default icon which has nothing to do with my character at all..

You probably won't even use this account after this anyway, after all, I am your only muse on insanejournal...

[OOC: Canon is Sailor Moon, She is an alternative universe Sailor Aluminium Siren]

First you make me an asshole with a good heart and good intentions... which is okay since I enjoy being the asshole part.

Then you make my two best friends two blond woman. One who is a lesbian and one who is a single mother in love with a starving artist who is bound to break her heart. How could you do this to me?

Why can't you give me friends who are guys?

Why can't you give me very minimal small protective streak a break at least?

Mostly, I want friends who are guys who I talk be a guy with and don't feel the desire to pretend I have to protect them!

Otherwise, I'm getting drunk at the gala and going home with some stranger... Oh wait, considering I love my brothels sleeping with a stranger isn't unusual... But going home with one is. Do you want me to irritate you? Find me some male friends and stop surrounding me with women who won't have sex with me!

I'm sure it'll be fine. You don't really have to think about it so hard. It's just a-- a plot device to keep me from worrying. Even if I'll worry anyway... I'll be okay, really.

Mundane,

While I can certainly see your view on the matters regarding your own activity requirements elsewhere, it must beg the question of why you even bothered to update my icons and journal information as well if you're not going to be playing me! I also understand that you've heard of this site being a haven for original characters, but that's no excuse to not even try! If you really must know, being stuck in your headspace with nothing to do is dreadfully boring. Find a place where I can at least ... "stretch my legs", I believe the saying goes?

On another note, don't leave this job half-finished. You still have my journal to modify, if you even know how. After all, it would hardly be appropriate for me to join a game without the properly set up journal and account.

Sincerely,

Dr. Finitevus

Post-script: I know this may seem a tall order, but try and find a Knuckles for me as well, would you?

I get that this month has sucked major league balls for you and your mouse is only piling on the frustration but if you throw the damn thing and break it you won't be able to do a damn thing.

Besides, if you keep getting pissed all week you're really gonna end up hurting someone at the funeral Friday and as much as I would like to join you in beating your cousin within an inch of his life, that's not a good idea, yo.

So just chill and worry about finding me a place to go, okay?

Dear Mun,

While I can't really understand what prompted you to try and figure out if any one living here had any hidden vocal talents I'm pretty glad you did. She sings beautifully. The only problem I have is that you seem to want to share this with everyone and I don't want you to. This exclusive knowledge is the edge I need! What is this need to screw me over?!

Guessing it could be worse,
Gino

Hey Mun -

I'm not fluffy, ok? I'm ... I'm just not. I don't like to be held and I don't like long make out sessions unless there's some amount of blood involved, and I don't like flowers or gifts or people giving me fluffy pets.

... Ok, so, stuff that's put here is supposed to stay here, right? So I shouldn't worry about what to put ... And yet I still am. It's not that I don't love him, I just don't think it's fair that I've had to change so much to have it work. It's not that I don't want the same things, it's that I don't love them as much as he does. I don't think it should have to grow on me.

Why haven't you ever given me a normal, regular relationship? Why couldn't I just have one that fit like Riku and Sophie? I'm so jealous of them.

I don't even know what I'm saying. It's scary to see someone else thinking the same thing I did, still am. I like to think I'm a happy individual snowflake. I know I'm not, but I'm allowed to think what I want!

The things I've chosen to do are difficult and they're cruel, it seems worse to ask someone to try and build something with me during all of it. It seems impossible. Do I even want that anyway? It's hard for me to be serious about those things. Mun, are you scared for me? I'm really scared of that. I don't know what's wrong with me anymore, I don't think I've known for a while.

Mun ... I really care about you, ok? But I still have to wonder, why would I ever care? Even if they're fucked up, and it's not good at all, there are still people who look up to me and care about me too. Maybe I'll never be loved the way I want or need, but it seems strange for me - of all people - to pursue that instead of doing what I've always tried to do my best at.

And that's helping other people, not myself.

Is it just that it would take so long? Do I require too much? People say that all the time and I guess they're right. I don't know, I'll think about it some more, we can toss things around, ok ♥?

Dear Mun,

It's great that you're so open with her ideas, and that you're contributing and making it all seem realistic. You two pride yourselves on staying in character with any of the crazy antics that you come up with. I'll admit, you've done it for this long, but by the time you had me find out about Sophie's past, I think you've warped me.

It was a life-changing experience, I'm sure. My personality towards Sophie might have shifted, but this doesn't account for how I act to Alek and Nariko at all. This is your doing, allowing myself, for the sake of your own fun, to change how I am and step out of character. I've been sitting in the corner, glaring at the carbon copy you've made of me and watched it take my place. I don't know where I am right now, but I've gone through not knowing that before, and I'm reaching out to come back.

Take that break and think carefully. If this isn't Riku, myself, speaking anymore, then you need to find your way around that. A character progresses along with the storyline but even with the Flashback stimulating some fatherly and lover-ly part of me, you can't expect me to act like that with everyone. What happened with Alek--why the hell would I do that with him in the first place? Because it was fun? Haven't I sworn allegiance to one person already? What happened to loyal, withdrawn Riku? It makes no sense. Not even the flashback should have changed that.

Think carefully, Mun. If you ever want me to come back and be dark, stone-cold, the true-natured Riku, give me a call, and I'll come back. Until then, have fun with your paper-thin, sex-happy character.