A few complaints to register

[wylderrant]

Name: Iramaat
Date: 5/21
Format: Voice/Picture

[ The wonderful denizens of Aefenglom are treated to Iramaat's dulcet tones - although they're pitched down into something almost like a pout or even despair. ]

This is unacceptable, it really is. [ There's a long-suffering sigh and then she continues. ]

Pulling me across time and space and one thing, but this? Is another. They've changed my ears! My beautiful, beautiful ears...

[ Sounds like someone got their first bit of change since their arrival. And she decides to prove that am oment later with a sepia-toned picture of herself. Her long, pointy elf-ears have been replaced with a pair of ears that more closely resemble those of a deer (and they seem to have shifted slightly up the sides of her head). They've even got that dusting of fur, although it's hard to tell what color it all is. Her expression is incredibly morose and not at all happy. Maybe even a bit overwrought. ]

At least tell me I'm not the only one...? [ Well, she half knows that, but she wants to confirm it. ]

Comments

[sullenstallion]

Then you're blind. Is that what you're trying to say?

[wylderrant]

Oh, no. Not blind at all. Maybe you're blind to your own charms!

[sullenstallion]

I already checked. There aren't any. Only thorns.

[wylderrant]

Like I said - blind to your own charms!

[sullenstallion]

I'm not blind to my own charms. I can see just fine, but there aren't any charms in sight. You, on the other hand, are blind and looking for something you can't see. It's like you're blind, in the kitchen, and looking for a sewing kit. There's nothing there.

[wylderrant]

It's hard to judge from the inside, isn't it?

[sullenstallion]

Nope. There's nothing hard about me. I've got it all figured out.

[Big, big lies there.]

[wylderrant]

Somehow I doubt that...

stupid hovering options!!!

[sullenstallion]

You might not understand it, but that's because you've got a big, empty space between your ears.

i've done the same thing, rip

[wylderrant]

Well, you're certainly entitled to your opinion of me - everyone else is.

That won't stop me from asking questions, though!

[sullenstallion]

Do you mind if I ask a question, then?

[wylderrant]

Of course not.

[sullenstallion]

What does stop you? It's important that I know.

[wylderrant]

Define "stop".

[sullenstallion]

When you're too you, how do I get you to cease being so...everything?

[wylderrant]

I don't think I ever really stop.

[sullenstallion]

I was worried you'd say that. I bet you could drive a man up a wall asleep if you put your mind to it.

[wylderrant]

I've never tried that, but I might have to, now...

[sullenstallion]

As long as it's not me, do whatever the hell you want.

[wylderrant]

So noted! Thank you, Dylas!

[sullenstallion]

...You don't really think you can do that, do you?

[wylderrant]

I think I can do anything, if I put my mind to it.

[sullenstallion]

How terrifying. Maybe if you concentrate hard enough, you can make your ears slim again.

[wylderrant]

[ Iramaat will remember this. ]

I don't think magic works like that, alas.

[sullenstallion]

I'm sure you can figure it out.

Let me know how it goes, yeah?