Entry I [ Voice ]

[will_be_shot]

[ The audio feed starts, buzzing idly for a few seconds before a male voice manages a very dignified harrumph. The voice in questions sounds incredibly British once it starts to speak, and positively oozes with pretentious arrogance. ]

My dearest fellow “imPorts”,

Such an impersonal term, is it not?

No matter. If I might have a moment of your time, there is a story I would like to tell you; a fable so to speak.

[ A beat. ]

Imagine, if you will, a very large and very diligent pack of wolves. Their leader, though stalwart and fearless, if not all that intelligent, was deeply troubled, for hunger was rife amongst his loyal followers despite their efforts.

Adamant to find a remedy to this ill, the brave leader sought out the fortune-telling seer of the forest, an ancient blind owl. Unfortunately, the avian mystic only increased his concern, as she merely foretold him the imminent arrival of an ominous evil. How was he to solve this issue then, feeding his people whilst preparing for battle?

It was then when the pack ran across a cunning, intelligent, and fiendishly handsome fox. You see, over the years this charming canine had amassed a wealth of knowledge concerning the forest and its inhabitants, including prey. In his boundless generosity, he was willing to share this knowledge in exchange for the minor favour of becoming the leader's secondant. The leader, obviously seeing the immense wisdom in this humble offer, agreed to it.

Thus so it went. The fox would lead his new subjects to their targets, and in return be free to gorge himself upon the finest of their spoils; all choice pieces and any captured voluptuous vixens thrown his way.

[ He pauses for a moment. Might’ve tried a little too hard on that last one, oh well. ]

He was, as I have heard some of the locals mention, “living the life”, so to speak.

Now then, how would you imagine this innocent fox feels when all of this is suddenly taken from him? [ His voice begins to rise. ] Brought out of the forest - without his consent no less! - to be branded as some pet and forced to perform tricks he quite frankly does not want to do? Did it ever cross your dimwitted minds, that he really has no interest in being your hero!?

[ A drawn out sigh, and he is calm again. ]

Ever so curious for your thoughts.

Comments

voice

[attractedtodarkness]

Ten points for creativity. Minus five points for whining on the network and referring to yourself as a fox. [because seriously]

Permavoice

[will_be_shot]

[ The insult flies right over his head, and with it his foul mood. ]

Never let it be said that I do not strive to improve myself. What would you have suggested then, hmm? There are only so many trickster archetypes to choose from.

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[abadidea]

[At first, Isaac doesn't really know what to make of this post. He figures it out pretty quickly, though.]

...look, none of us chose to be brought here, but we might as well make the most of it.

Permavoice

[will_be_shot]

They tried to tell me that much I believe, but frankly I don't particularly care for the plights of others.

[ A short pause as he reconsiders the statement. ]

Unless, of course, there is something to be gained from them. I suppose a little quid pro quo can't hurt.

audio

[closetshark]

[Pitch's voice isn't exactly english, so much as decidedly european. He does, however sound incredibly bored. It was a decent story though.]

Everyone knows you shouldn't trust a fox, no matter how handsome. They were fools to trust you to begin with, better to go with a raven or crow.

Mind you, you got the better part of that deal so it's their problem if they don't like what was agreed to.

[There's a pause, as if he's shrugging.]

If you don't want to be their attack dog then don't be. It's quite simple.

Permavoice

[will_be_shot]

[ Reaver's voice, in contrast, is now decidedly playful. ]

Ugh, I would certainly not want to be associated with crows; thieving little vandals, the lot of them.

But trust, trust is such a relative concept, isn't it? And so circumstantial too. When disaster comes knocking on your door, people will trust about anyone who offers a hand in aid, regardless of how... questionable their reputation might be.

[ You're rambling Reaver, back to the matter at hand. ]

And you will have to forgive my little outburst, it is not the first time some vague institution saw fit to interrupt the comforts of my humble reign.

voice

[yourpiecenow]

Basically, what I'm getting out of this is that you want to fuck foxes.

Permavoice

[will_be_shot]

An alluring prospect, but the bashful critters are so hard to come by. I prefer to entertain myself with poultry.

[fingerbang]

Could you go into a little more detail, please? I'm afraid your metaphor was too subtle for all of us to grasp, and I'd hate to miss out on any complexities.

Permavoice

[will_be_shot]

[ If that was sarcasm, Reaver either didn't notice or didn't care, likely both. ]

A Kingdom was mine to play with. Now it isn't.

[video]

[glassinine]

...Good day. Miles Edgeworth.

I assure you, we are all sympathetic to your plight, given that we are all in the same situation. [With the faintest frown:] Minus the part where we imply that we participated in gang violence, of course.

Permavoice

[will_be_shot]

[ He's not particularly interested in showing his face at the moment. ]

A pleasure, I'm sure.

[ You're supposed to reciprocate introductions, Reaver. ]

So they have told me. [ Oh if only smirking were audible. He switches to private. ] I'll freely admit my past sins, but then again, what was a former King of pirates to do with his spare time?

[Voice]

[heartstings]

[Kenzi gets a good long laugh out of this.]

Foxes are anything but innocent. You should have picked a better animal, Mister Fox.

Permavoice

[will_be_shot]

My, whatever did the poor things do to acquire such a ghastly reputation? I assure you this fox had nothing but noble intentions.

[voice]

[djinnnout]

[Ysvali did listen to the story all the way through but instead of actually commenting on the story...]

I ate a fox once, he was quite tasty. [Technically speaking it was fox spirit but a fox all the same.]

Voice

[will_be_shot]

[ First response to actually elicit one raised eyebrow. ]

Really? Then I suppose this one should watch his step; the belly of some ravenous siren is the last place he'd want to end up.

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[godly]

[A skeptical look goes here.]

An "innocent" fox? More like a very opportunistic one.

Voice

[will_be_shot]

[ Have an entertained chuckle. ]

They're not mutually exclusive.

AUDIO.

[selfimage]

[it's hard to tell if he's amused, unconvinced, or just being skeptical.]

Foxes are creatures of cleverness and cunning. I would hate to see what would happen to one that was unable to find itself to use its natural born abilities to adapt.

Voice

[will_be_shot]

Even the greatest entrepreneur would find himself somewhat frustrated at the prospect of having to start all over again, again.

This particular fox will find his niche in due time.

voice.

[ifnotloyal]

[ He'd really only tuned in in idle hope that there might be another animal who could talk around, but with everything sounding fairly off about wolf and fox behavior, as far as Ace knew, he could only surmise that... ]

You're not really a fox, are you?

Voice

[will_be_shot]

[ An astute observation young lad. ]

What gave it away?

VOICE.

[osreborn]

[ Norman can't help but find this funny -- but that's not a bad thing, necessarily. It doesn't leave a bad impression, which is a good start because he is not a man easily pleased. ]

Who are you meant to be addressing? I hope it's crossed your mind that whoever is responsible for this might not care about what you have to say on the subject of heroes.

Permavoice

[will_be_shot]

[ Oh hello roomie. ]

No one? Everyone? It is a public forum of discussion, is it not? While I have considered a new diary in which to note my frustrations, one can only derive so much satisfaction from venting to a booklet for yet another century.

And I'm sure they don't, seems to be par for the course.

audio

[gevurah]

Wrong avenue to bring this up on.

Voice

[will_be_shot]

So they have told me.

[Audio]

[prettyhotstuff]

You're making a huge assumption, thinking that the prey would last forever. There's always bigger, badder predators out there competing with the wolves, too. Nice enough to take advantage of while it lasts, but that fox coulda had himself in some pretty hot water one day.

Voice forever

[will_be_shot]

Not to worry, he's a smart one, this fox, and ever so adaptable too.

[audio]

[entirely_empathetic]

It's reassuring to know that I'm not the only one more than a little....unimpressed with this situation. Though perhaps putting all of this out on a public forum as not the smartest idea.

[A pause]

I do hope you're not really a fox. [Wouldn't be the first time he's run into ridiculous talking animals.]

Voice

[will_be_shot]

[ He sounds flat out overjoyed. ]

A kindred spirit at last! I know, I know, perhaps not the wisest decision I've made, but every now and then I like my venting to ricochet, so to speak.

And I most certainly am not, it was a mere fable after all.