Skit 1: Talking Journals

[protosshaze]

Wow, this journal is talking. Hello, mister journal.

[blinks, as the words appear on her open journal page] It's writing down what I say.

Comments

[radiantwingedone]

Occasionally not a 'mister' journal.

[ Even if currently yes, a man speaking back. ]

[protosshaze]

What should I call it, then?

[radiantwingedone]

'The' journal would likely be enough. Could add possessive to the one with your name on it.

[protosshaze]

Oh. Hello, Sophie's journal.

[radiantwingedone]

... Hello Sophie.

How would you address your journal if it was not I speaking?

[protosshaze]

I could give it a name.

[radiantwingedone]

... If I have a name?

[ You didn't assume this voice was the voice of the journal itself, did you? ]

[protosshaze]

Would you like me to give you one? I'm not as good as Asbel but I will try to think of something good.

[radiantwingedone]

... Already have a name.

[protosshaze]

Oh. What is it?

[radiantwingedone]

Duke.

[protosshaze]

Wow, you're a duke? Do you know the king?

[radiantwingedone]

My home had an Emperor, and yes, somewhat knew old one. Barely, current.

[protosshaze]

One of my friends is a king. He's not here, though.

[radiantwingedone]

Uncomfortable to miss a friend, although perhaps good that friend is not here.

[protosshaze]

Yes, it's important for Richard to take care of his kingdom.

[radiantwingedone]

[ Not what he meant. ]

... How much have you learned of the castle?

[protosshaze]

We're living in its stomach.

[radiantwingedone]

... Possibly one way of putting it.... [ Given that it seems to feed on their emotions, and keeps them here, it might as well be... a stomach... ]

... Do you know much else?

[protosshaze]

It's very big, but it doesn't have a king.

[radiantwingedone]

Perhaps.. the castle itself is its king. The same way that living within the castle is living within the stomach.

[protosshaze]

The king ate us?

[radiantwingedone]

..... [ He isn't helping anything. At all. ]

If it makes sense to you that way.