Voice Test Post

[revenancemods]

Just what it says on the box! If you're interested in the game but not sure which character you want to play, or if you're testing out a new one, or if you just want to thread with someone, this is the place to do it. If you want to play your characters as already having Dream Eaters, that's just fine too - that's part of the fun of this game, after all!

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[unrecovered]

[Wash is looking for his bat. Fang has developed a habit of flying off, and once again Wash has to track him down, grumbling all the while. He really needs to break the bat of that habit.]

[He finds the bat perched happily on a prone form, squeaking at the Hebby Repp next to him (hey, your person's funny!). Wash is immediately more interested in Fang's perch than in the bat himself.]

Grif?

[grifshot]

[That voice! He knows that voice! He's never been more happy to see Wash in his entire life, and that is saying something!]

Wash! Wash you gotta help me! Get it away!

[The Hebby Repp grins and trills a bit. I know! He's the best!]

[unrecovered]

[It takes Wash another moment or two to process that Grif is here - which shouldn't have been a surprise, really, given how much Grif sleeps. Well, the bat is his and the Hebby Repp is Spirit colors, which means Grif is likely panicking over nothing, which means Wash is suddenly a whole lot less worried.]

The lizard or the bat?

[grifshot]

The fuck do you think! The bat! Get it away it's trying to infect me with bat diseases!

[unrecovered]

[Oh for the love of-]

Your armor is sealed against the vacuum of space. You're not going to catch anything.

Plus, Fang doesn't have diseases.

[grifshot]

[Grif logic under normal circumstances is bizarre. The fear of bats takes it up a few notches. And then some.]

You don't know that! You don't know where it's been!

[unrecovered]

[Yeah, he's picking up on that. He's also starting to edge on exasperation.]

He's been with me. He's mine, and he's not sick.

[He rolls his eyes and snaps his fingers.]

Fang, come here.

[Oop, that's his person calling! Fang squeaks a see you later! to the Hebby Repp, nuzzles the new person one more time for good measure, and lifts off, landing on his person's shoulder. He closes his eyes and trills happily as his person scratches him behind the hears. Yessss his person is awesome.]

You're fine, Grif.

[grifshot]

No, I'm not fine. This place sucks.

[Hebby Repp to the rescue. He will love you and protect you and look he is not a bat although the bat is pretty cool. It's enough to get Grif to at least unfold himself from the fetal position.]

What the fuck are you doing here anyway? I thought this was a dream.

[unrecovered]

If you're well enough to complain, then you're fine.

[Wash bites back a sigh and waits for Grif to get his head out of his ass. All this over a friendly ball of fluff. Sheesh.]

It is. Turns out it's communal.

[grifshot]

Bullshit.

My dreams are not as lame as this.

[unrecovered]

What part of communal do you not understand? This isn't just your dream.

[grifshot]

Obviously. Like I said, mine aren't this lame.

But how the hell am I sharing a dream with others? This isn't some Inception shit, is it?