voice | un: a wheely good time

[pepsifree]

[ There're brief tapping sounds, like someone doing a mic test, and a quiet "is this thing even on?". But then a clear of the throat precedes an ever-awkward: ] Uh... hello. This is Marty. Um...

So I talked. Talked? Shared my brain with? The giant snake guy. Kharil-asuk. Kinda funny, I could never remember his name, but then we had that whole mental connection and now it's all I can think about the past couple of hours. Is that normal?

...anyway.

He wants to get married.

[ A long pause. ]

Uh. He gave me a huge bowl of his... juice... in exchange for me just kinda. Kinda asking around for. If anyone wants to marry him. So now I'm asking you guys if you'd know anyone who'd marry him. For what it's worth, he blesses you with luck and a long life and all that? It sounded like a pretty great deal! Heh.

What's so great about marriage that a magic snake wants it too? Crazy!

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[pepsifree]

A definition.

Cool. [ A beat. ] Uh... which one?

[vestments]

The one where you share your brain with a non-human entity.

( bruv. )

[pepsifree]

Right. So this just happens around here enough that it's normal? [ The stunned disbelief is leveraged by a confused, nervous chuckle. ] Wow. Uh...

How long am I gonna keep thinking about this guy's voice?

[vestments]

Not just around here.

In my experience, good luck forgetting it.

[pepsifree]

[ Resigned, and a little wearily: ] That's heavy.

Can I ask how long it's been for you? Just-- y'know, a ballpark estimate.

1/2

[vestments]

A decade.

[vestments]

Although the circumstances may not be the same.

[pepsifree]

Yeah. That makes sense. A decade sounds like something... you weren't here a decade ago, right?

[ Probably. ]

You, uh... you doing okay, though? Was the voice in your head nice to you, at least?

[vestments]

No.

( but also — no, not that he'll admit it. )

Are gods known for their niceties?

[pepsifree]

[ That's a severely loaded question to ask an eighteen year old. ]

This is the first one I've talked to. He... seemed to like me?

[vestments]

( eighteen is an adult!! plenty of time to have had religious-based crises. )

Hence the marriage proposal.

He can't be the first god you've heard of though.

[pepsifree]

Wait-- no, he didn't ask me to marry him!

At least I don't think he asked me to marry him. [ Oh God. ]

And I mean, yeah, there's... my family's Catholic. But I don't know a lot about God except that my ma gave me hell every time I "used his name in vain".

[ He didn't pay enough attention in church, that's for sure. ]

[vestments]

Huh. My mistake.

( marc: thought marty was avoiding the offer by passing it along. )

Even Him.

"You shall have no Gods before me. For I, the Lord, your G-d, am a jealous G-d."

There's always something.