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crowspace2019-10-17 09:28 am
accidentallich) wrote in crowspace2019-10-17 09:28 am
Entry tags:
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.]
[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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If all goes well, then in a couple of weeks I can take some pictures of ducklings for you. Do let me know if there's anything else you particularly want to see, though, and I'll try my best to find it.
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The spots of color that pass for Gershom's eyes now light up when he mentions the ducklings.] Thank you - I didn't realize it was that time of year already.
[Not that it would make a difference to him without Ekkehardt: animals don't like him. Animals that are protective of their young really don't like him.]
If it isn't too much trouble, do you think you could find a bird?
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[ It seems a dreary world to be locked inside all day, but what does he know? If Gershom required his services more, he'd surely ask...at least, he certainly hopes so. ]
Certainly. Do you have any favourites?
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[...that run on a lunar calendar and end up divorced from much sense of the solar calendar. Passover is meant to be in the spring, but when in the spring will vary.]
But my apartment doesn't have a window [Google Earth is a menace] and I can't hear birds from in here, so...
[Gershom shakes his head.]
Do we have robins, locally?
[He doesn't know.]