crowspace | OC voicetesting.

[A: the internet]

[The internet is a wonderful thing. It lets Gershom interact with other people without having to be covered head to toe, always fearful that he might have to flee this town just like all the others before.

Like anyone who exists on the internet, especially anyone who exists on the internet 24/7, he has a Twitter.]

What is happening on Twitter? I've been reading the Mishnah all morning, can someone explain the drama to me?

[With appropriate cat gif.]

[B: the apartment... door]
[Whatever reason you have to be outside Gershom's apartment door - selling Girl Scout cookies? Canvassing? One of his neighbors was murdered and you're a police detective who wants details? - it's definitely locked.]

Who is it? Erm, I can't answer the door, I'm very sick.

[He doesn't sound sick, but then again, a door between you and him muffles things somewhat.]

[C: the apartment]
[As one of the few people Gershom knows who knows about the lich thing, you're allowed inside. Gershom is in his cat pajamas, wringing his skeletal hands together.]

I would've changed clothes but my nice outfit has a honey stain on it - um, can I get you something? Books? Some music to put on? ...Books?

[D: wildcard]
[I don't know what I'm doing, if you know what you're doing then fuck you.]

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I'd like to, but I don't think I can afford it...

[His salary shouldn't be enough to live on, except for the part where he doesn't need food or drink. It's still pretty low.]

[The pout and slump against the door are audible.]

Sorry. I guess it's hard doing this in this end of town, but I bet the rich neighbourhoods all have the kids from their schools going around already. Do you think?

I don't know. Are there rich neighborhoods around here?

[He's... very much not connected to the outside, aside from the occasional news story on his Twitter feed. They could tear down the other apartments and he wouldn't notice.]

Not around here, but I bet the train isn't too far. Or Cami-nee could take me, but she's always too busy to ask. I think she's in IB every class.

IB?

[he hasn't gone to school in like a thousand years, he is not hip with the lingo]

It's this thing with harder classes. It's really impressive to universities, I guess.

Nu, of course it's about university. Back in my day...

[Well, back in his day you could only go to school if you were super rich or had a wealthy patron who would fund that. This is better.]

Good luck to your friend.

Thanks. I'll tell her! I think Cami-nee could probably get into whatever school she wants. Some people work really hard.

Are there many good schools around here?

[He just. Has no idea.]

Not this neighbourhood, but people go all over the place. Um... you've been sick a long time, right? I don't think I've ever seen you.

[And it sounds like he doesn't get out much.]

...A very long time.

[She has no idea how right she is.]

Aww... sorry. That sounds pretty sad. Do you get family visiting often or bringing you stuff? I mean, I guess you'd get groceries delivered like this one guy I heard of who's a hikikomori, but even that sounds kind of hard to deal with.

Well... [No, because they've all passed away about a thousand years ago.] It's alright. The internet is very handy.

Sorry. I guess I shouldn't be bothering you, huh? It just sounds like a lot to deal with.

No, no, I don't mind. Talking to people in person is nice, too.

[Even if it is through the door.]

Okay. I guess I have a little time before I have to get back to the home. If you don't get a lot of visitors, I shouldn't just come to try and sell you stuff and leave. We don't get many people either, usually just those people coming door to door going, "I have a survey on your political opinions," or, "Please join our religion." Or the social workers, I guess, but we usually know they're coming.

I get the religion type too often. Do you think the mezuzah makes them target me in particular?

[Since being not-Christian is presumably worse than being not-our-kind-of-Christian-but-still-Christian.]

Is that what that thing is? What's it do?

It has a very small paper inside with a prayer written on it. When you come inside or leave, you're supposed to touch the mezuzah to show respect to God.

[not that he comes or goes often, but-]

Having a mezuzah helps protect your home.

Oh! Okay, so it's a religious thing. That's cool. We can't have stuff on the front door since it's nondenominational, but I think Cami-nee has some kind of pagan altar in her room that the social workers just think is a bunch of pretty rocks. Sorry, I thought your thing was, like, a hidden security camera so no one steals the stuff you order.

[Gershom chuckles, a little bit raspy.]

I don't order anything valuable enough for that.

Really? I guess some people will just take anything, though. I saw on the news one time someone stole a box off the porch without checking what was in it, then dumped it at the side of the road because it was just diapers and dog food.

Are people here in such a bad state that they'll steal something without knowing what they're taking?

[do we have like. food pantries in this city??]

You think it's because they need it? I never thought of it like that.

[And now she feels bad.]

They wouldn't risk going to jail if the alternative wasn't worse, nu?

[Maybe people commit bank fraud and stuff out of greed, or shoplifting because they think they can get away with it? But packages on someone's doorstep, when anyone could see you, is something that the desparate would go for.]

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