OC voicetesting.

[accidentallich]

[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.]

Comments

hey gershom want to get isekaied

[nijistaryume]

[It's been a pretty bad day, from the moment Gershom was summoned to the alternate world of Iden in the country of Sengeis to the minute he was surrounded by an armed group, cautiously deemed not a threat, and taken to a safe house (not the base, they insisted, no Invader could see that save for special circumstances) so they could figure out how to send him back. He might have heard of a prophetic princess who had sent the group, the Invader Defence Force, to find him, but any mention of her would come with the notice that Princess Camiel could never be risked to get near an Invader, so she definitely wasn't coming here.

Then again, despite the simple tiara, the girl poking her head into the holding room and then cautiously walking in was a preteen in jewelry from a kids' accessory store and a shirt and jeans from modern Earth. Princess Camiel this probably wasn't.]

So... you're actually an Invader? 'Cause most of them are regular old human guys. You look more like one of Paul-san's friends.

thanks he hates it

[accidentallich]

[Gershom was cowering in fear before the people with the weapons showed up. Even now he's not entirely sure they aren't going to just kill him and be done with it. He probably wouldn't blame them if they did.

This preteen is probably not going to exorcise him, but he can't be sure.]

I-I didn't mean to invade anywhere! I don't want to hurt anyone...!

[nijistaryume]

[She looks over him critically, thinks a bit, and then stifles a giggle.]

Don't worry! Sorry if Azra-nee was a little harsh on you. [or threatened his unlife, a lot, probably] We don't get a lot of nice Invaders. So what was it for you, did you fall into a portal, get sucked into a magic book? I figure you probably didn't get hit by a car, given you're bones already.

[accidentallich]

Magic book, I think. They really should have mentioned that in the Amazon listing...

[nijistaryume]

[She laughs again, good-naturedly. The guards outside look in confused, shrug, and go back to standing watch.]

For me it was a portal at an old shrine. I'm only technically an Invader, I guess. I mean, that gross so-called god guy calling himself the One True Authority, he brings in Invaders. He brought my big brother, and I... was what you call collateral damage. I don't have any cheat powers and I don't have... y'know, weird effects on people.