Issue #67 - Voice

[mistconduct]

Hey Barge.

What's Spider-Man's favorite month?
Web-uary.


[A dry, humorless laugh, and the sound of a page turning]

What does Barbara wear to bed?
Her Dark Knight gown.

Why do all the chicks go for Magneto?
He's attractive.

Good joke. Everybody laugh. Roll on snare drum. Curtains.


[ooc: Chris is still emotion-worked! For more information, see here and here]

Comments

Private

[voluntaryapnea]

Yeah, I'm not. It's just -- I've learned to trust my instincts, I guess.

Private

[mistconduct]

And your instincts are telling you that something's fucked?

Are you like one of those dogs who can smell cancer before it's detected?

Private

[voluntaryapnea]

Basically.

I wouldn't go that far, but I have a knack for figuring stuff out. [And sometimes a knack for getting into trouble when he figures stuff out that he probably shouldn't. He smirks just a bit though.] Nice touch with the dog joke, though.

Private

[mistconduct]

Thanks. I specialize in it.

Well, what am I supposed to do with someone's bullshit intuition?

Private

[voluntaryapnea]

Figure out what's going on is my advice. You're not yourself, man.

Private

[mistconduct]

What, do I need to go on a spiritual journey to find myself?

Private

[voluntaryapnea]

Beats the hell outta me.

Private

[mistconduct]

How about I worry about the shit that actually matters?

Private

[voluntaryapnea]

A person not being themselves is pretty important. [His tone is distant. Flat. He'd know.]

Private

[mistconduct]

Dude, I'm just having some kind of dry spell. I'll get over it. Or I'll get on anti-depressants.

Private

[voluntaryapnea]

[He doesn't believe it, but he also doesn't know what else to say. So he just nods.]

Okay. Good luck.

Private

[mistconduct]

Thanks. Totally.