Video [oo1] ⌘ Master of several strings~

[laetatiocaedes]

[ The feed, it seems, at first, was not meant to record this part, but it did. In the background, a young boy (sans tophat at the moment) is practicing the violin. It goes on for a good while before he puts it away to address everyone, clearly unaware the feed started early. ]

A-ahh... is this on? [ He seems nervous at first, but smiles. ] I hope

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[herr_angrybl]

*Yeah, all that stuff he asked later on escapes him completely. As a musician he is incline to say - *

That was a decent playing for someone so young. Why not get a job as a violinist?

[laetatiocaedes]

[ KJsgfhg... ]

You saw that? How embarrassing...

[ If only he knew who he was talking to. ] Um... I can't. Besides, I'm still a little rusty... it's been a long time since I got to play again.

[herr_angrybl]

It's a great waste of talent then.

*A boy genius was not familiar term to him, you see.* But you're right about being rusty. The high notes were shaky and your grazioso could use work.

[laetatiocaedes]

[ ... Was he being given pointers? This is so foreign to him ffff. Everyone says that about him though; he wastes all his talent(s) because he cares more about fixing his sister. ]

Ah... well, since I never planned on becoming a musician anyway, I don't see how it could be a waste... but I'll take note of that. After all, I suppose there's always room for improvement on anything.

[herr_angrybl]

*Get use to it, Mr. B is a tough teacher. And frownsss, frowns upon hearing that. 8l*

A positive outlook, I suppose.

*More to himself* Heh, my father would have given an arm to have a son like you.

[laetatiocaedes]

[ Ah, well, he's a tough little boy. He's had worse. But... he DOES have daddy issues... so he won't comment. ]

Ah... mh-hm, you're right, Sis. It's not good to have a negative outlook. While you can be realistic about what might happen, it's always best to prefer positivity.

[ He listens to his marionette a bit--it's off-screen, of course. ... For now. But whoever he's "talking" to can't be heard either way. ] ... Yes, that's the right way to go about it, I think I agree. Having a positive outlook makes that positivity come true, so I think it's a good way to look at things.

[herr_angrybl]

*Hey, Mr. B does too! .... Except he's kind of over it now. ... Kind of.*

Yes ... That is true, however - *raises his brows carefully, he might be going deaf, but he didn't hear any noise at all in that conversation.* Just who are you talking to?

[laetatiocaedes]

Oh? No one in particular; just my sister.

[ He smiles, locking his gloved hand with a doll of some kind. And... well, B... I don't think your dad turned your sibling into a God Machine of Doom, left you at like the age of nine, and cloned an innocent young girl into robogirls who might end the world and cause a timeloop. ... So. Carl never quite got over it. ]

[herr_angrybl]

*... What. Okay, maybe he didn't have it as bad. We apologize.

And excuse us for scowling, it's just a force of habit.*

What is this?! Young man, you do realize that this 'sister' you speak of is a ... marionette?

[laetatiocaedes]

[ Poor Mr. B. He probably has no idea, but... he just flipped one of Carl's Psycho Switches. One out of how many? ... Let's just say you don't want to know what happens when more than one is pushed. He scowls right back, eyes taking on an eerie look to them; almost possessed. ]

... She's my sister. That's all. She isn't anything else. Do you SEE any strings? There AREN'T any because she ISN'T one.

[ He's... not going to mention however that he has to control her by magic, but... eh. Invisible strings. Whatever to strengthen his argument. ]

[herr_angrybl]

*Okay, Beethoven isn't one to dawdle on this kind of conversation very much. But this seemingly new personality emerged out of nowhere and he's bit intrigued. This kid is either mentally unstable or unbelievably naive.

He's leaning towards the mentally unstable part though. Psycho Switch, how fun. 8D*

So you say. But do tell me one thing. can you really hear ... her talk?

[laetatiocaedes]

... Of course I can. Why wouldn't I? I told you, she's my sister. It'd be really mean if she didn't talk to me... right, Ada...?

[ We... don't need to mention her mouth doesn't even open and she communicates through telepathy. Though to be fair, Carl is already fractured from reality enough that he assumes this to be utterly normal. At any rate, Nirvana moves into the screen to stare into your soul. It's indeed alive. Hi! ]

[herr_angrybl]

*He backs away from the screen slightly, finding the marionette very, very disturbing. But he'll never say that out loud. Only if Czerny was here to taunt him out of this 'wtf'-ery.*

I will not argue that matter with you then. If you so strongly believe, then she is indeed your sister.

[laetatiocaedes]

[ BETTER NOT he'll just continue on with his crazy stubborn kid logic. ]

It's nothing to do with 'believing'. She is. Besides... you wouldn't stop talking to me, would you, Sis?

[ Nirvana is silent, but Carl seems to understand her just fine. ] ... That's right. Siblings should always talk to one another, just like they should never be separated.