039: In Which She Preaches to the Choir [Voice]
[the recording clicks on to the sound of a delighted sigh, pretty much the kind of swooning head-over-heels sigh you'd get from, say, one of those girls from Beauty and the Beast who just got paid attention to by Gaston. Yeah. That kind of sigh. And then Eris speaks. She sounds... actually, mostly like herself! But in terms of vocal inflection it's a bit like she's splitting the difference between how she talks now and how she used to talk back in the day. Some syllables are elongated a little more than they should be. Some syllables are sharpened big-time. It's sort of like a mix of haughtiness and drunkenness. Enjoy!]
Cronus, Cronus, Cronus. Babe. Darling. What took you so long? I mean, really. Musical theatre? Power outages? What a waste. Like little schoolyard pranks, like you're just trying to mildly annoy when you have the power to... oh, you know. You do! Because here you are, doing this. This might be Stockholm Syndrome or this... whatever going on but right now? Totally fangirling you. I am! Really! I'd even write a little Valentine's Day card for you, and I haaaaaate the idea of celebrating that holiday legit! That's how bad I've got it! Mm. Anyway.
I guess what I'm really trying to say, straight from the heart, is that this is perfect. Wonderful. Better than sex, and believe me when I say I've been getting a ton of sex. Ohh, the entertainment industry. This, kids? This is discord. And this is real, none of that bootleg "oh no my life is inconvenient" garbage that I've been having to make do with. People are saying what they feel! They're breaking bonds! And the thing about chaos when it's good? It shows who people really are. Order, laws, rules, those silly little things are there to hide all that, because to most people that kind of truth is ugly and cruel and vicious. They're called "inhibitions" for a reason. They contain. And that's so lovely and necessary in the minds of most "civilized" people. But not to me. Ladies, right now, by and large, I love each and every one of you. Keep chasing those brass rings! Keep being you. And when the dust settles take a look back at this and go "wow. That's really me." Because it is! It really, really is. And it feels so, so, sososo good to let it all out.
And Ares, sweetheart? I'm feeling a little nostaglic right now. Give me a thrill. The rest of you, just keep doing what you're doing.
[click.]
Cronus, Cronus, Cronus. Babe. Darling. What took you so long? I mean, really. Musical theatre? Power outages? What a waste. Like little schoolyard pranks, like you're just trying to mildly annoy when you have the power to... oh, you know. You do! Because here you are, doing this. This might be Stockholm Syndrome or this... whatever going on but right now? Totally fangirling you. I am! Really! I'd even write a little Valentine's Day card for you, and I haaaaaate the idea of celebrating that holiday legit! That's how bad I've got it! Mm. Anyway.
I guess what I'm really trying to say, straight from the heart, is that this is perfect. Wonderful. Better than sex, and believe me when I say I've been getting a ton of sex. Ohh, the entertainment industry. This, kids? This is discord. And this is real, none of that bootleg "oh no my life is inconvenient" garbage that I've been having to make do with. People are saying what they feel! They're breaking bonds! And the thing about chaos when it's good? It shows who people really are. Order, laws, rules, those silly little things are there to hide all that, because to most people that kind of truth is ugly and cruel and vicious. They're called "inhibitions" for a reason. They contain. And that's so lovely and necessary in the minds of most "civilized" people. But not to me. Ladies, right now, by and large, I love each and every one of you. Keep chasing those brass rings! Keep being you. And when the dust settles take a look back at this and go "wow. That's really me." Because it is! It really, really is. And it feels so, so, sososo good to let it all out.
And Ares, sweetheart? I'm feeling a little nostaglic right now. Give me a thrill. The rest of you, just keep doing what you're doing.
[click.]