Gershom Alter (
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.]

thanks he hates it
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...!
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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.
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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.