voice, un: 46

[cranekin]

No festivals.
No fireworks.
No tests of courage.

What a terrible way to spend the summer in a new place. I might die from boredom!

(And yet, it sounds like he's having fun. Don't worry. He'll be fine.)

Why don't we share some tales of the strange and unknown? If we tell enough stories, something interesting might appear~

Let's see... The set up isn't quite right but a hundred stories will probably do.

ooc: feel free to thread jump and react to stories/etc!

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un: theredgaze (audio)

[immortalpoet]

[CLOSING HIS EYES VERY HARD]

Roland.

[IN A VERY "JESUS CHRIST" DISAPPROVING SORT OF WAY]

[gradenine]

[ roland's one of the few people who's never been intimidated by vergilius and his red gaze. that voice, however... ]

What? I was just telling a story. None of this ever happened, trust me.

[ mhmmmm ]

[immortalpoet]

Roland.

[YOU SAY THIS LIKE SOME OF HIS CREW HAVEN'T BEEN OPEN ABOUT THE HORRORS(TM).]

Need I remind you that some things are best not talked about so openly, even if the Head may not be here to deal with it.

[gradenine]

[ HE'S DIFFERENT AND YOU KNOW THIS, VERG

he grows silent, making sounds like he's got another retort up his sleeve, but ultimately acquiesces. it's not like the crane boy came from their world anyway - he's too peaceful for any of it. ]

...Fine.

[immortalpoet]

Good.

[A little drawn-out sigh.]

You ever been on one of those things?

private;

[gradenine]

[ SLIDES INTO PRIVATE because it's awkward talking about singularity shit with randos who don't know what they're talking about ]

Oh, the trains I was talking about? Yeah, a couple of times.

Those other details, though? Who knows what those Wings are capable of.

[ hahaha. haha. haaaaah. ]

private;

[immortalpoet]

...You don't need to be coy. I may not have all the details you got, but...let's just say what I've heard matches up.

[Thanks W corp identities!]

private;

[gradenine]

Ugh, seriously? Man, I thought I was the only one who knew all that...

But yeah, that's what I heard about W Corp's Singularity. I just used my imagination for the other bits, 'cause like I said - anything can happen inside a WARP Train for seven hundred thousand days.

[ vergilius must never know about tomerry - ]

[immortalpoet]

....

Interesting choice of adding the doctor and nurse. From your imagination.

[gradenine]

Yeah.

[ he talks as if he's gazing right into vergilius's eyes, his voice unwavering. ]

Adds a real spooky factor to the story, don't you think so?

[ not that the warp trains aren't fucked up enough!!! ]

[immortalpoet]

....Mm.

[Right.]

Sure does. More of the callousness on display by our lovely Wings, hm.

[gradenine]

Exactly. Not my fault they made it so easy for anyone to make up all sorts of bullshit with. Either way, I'm never riding one ever again.

[immortalpoet]

I'd drink to that.

[If he had a drink.]

How did you become aware of it, anyways?

[gradenine]

[ shit

uhhhh ]

Looked into it for a client once. It wasn't easy. A real long story too, but I can't really risk telling the actual thing.

[ it wasn't... technically a lie...? he did look into it through the library, it wasn't easy absorbing all that information, and it's literally a real long story.

still, he does his best in sounding as calm and casual as possible as he thanks his blessings that vergilius isn't here to see through him right now. ]

[immortalpoet]

Of course, of course.

[Hm.]

[Hmmmm.]

[He...decides to drop it for now.]

You really have been running some odd jobs there, Roland.

[gradenine]

Oh, you know. A Grade 9 Fixer's job is never done.

[ lmaooooo ]

And you know a lot even for a Color too, Verg. You sure you haven't been looking into W Corp's secrets too?

[immortalpoet]

[Oh how the turn tables...]

Let's just say I have people on the inside. That's all.