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entranceway2014-07-17 10:16 am
smileslie) wrote in entranceway2014-07-17 10:16 am
001 ☆ | [audio]
[Mandy's actually very used to waking up in strange places without having much memory of how she got there, and Wonderland has a leg up on some in that she's still fully dressed. The phone's confusing as all hell, she's not used to one that one can do more than talk on, but she figured that out after punching a few buttons. She really is much more clever than the airhead act she'd been putting on most of the last three years.
Still, the act--The Divine Miss Mandy Slade--doesn't die as easily as she would like. She should have known that it would take far more than a pile of legal mumbo jumbo to get Brian Slade out from under her skin, to stop performing every bloody second of her life. So, what the citizens of Wonderland will hear is certainly not her real voice--which would come out very flat, tired, and American. Instead, they'll hear an almost coyingly-sweet accent anyone with half a brain will know is a very fake British]
Right, since it appears I actually haven't gone completely off my rocker just yet after all, I've just a few questions for all you boys and girls and....whomever else may be inhabiting this lovely little estate. The first being that there are two men I am quite curious to know the whereabouts of. One might be a bit harder to spot, a Mr. Curt Wild. Although, if he's been here for any length of time without access to an electric guitar or certain other--indulgences, I suspect he may have made his presence a bit better known. The other may be going by any number of names, although the most likely would be Mistah Brian Slade. You'd know him by his shockingly blue hair and--
[half a dozen of Brian's other body parts go through her mind, and it hurts, remembering how beautiful he was once upon a time. How beautiful it all was, for a moment.
She clears her throat, before she actually starts crying again. She's done enough of that, and she swears that giving Brian the satisfaction of seeing it as he laughed her out of his life will be the last time it happens. The accent drops, suddenly, and if anyone could see her face they could almost see the mask she'd plastered on fall as well. It was easier to talk about Curt; she doesn't fear what being in his presence might make her do]
My other question is, does anyone happen to have any smokes?
Still, the act--The Divine Miss Mandy Slade--doesn't die as easily as she would like. She should have known that it would take far more than a pile of legal mumbo jumbo to get Brian Slade out from under her skin, to stop performing every bloody second of her life. So, what the citizens of Wonderland will hear is certainly not her real voice--which would come out very flat, tired, and American. Instead, they'll hear an almost coyingly-sweet accent anyone with half a brain will know is a very fake British]
Right, since it appears I actually haven't gone completely off my rocker just yet after all, I've just a few questions for all you boys and girls and....whomever else may be inhabiting this lovely little estate. The first being that there are two men I am quite curious to know the whereabouts of. One might be a bit harder to spot, a Mr. Curt Wild. Although, if he's been here for any length of time without access to an electric guitar or certain other--indulgences, I suspect he may have made his presence a bit better known. The other may be going by any number of names, although the most likely would be Mistah Brian Slade. You'd know him by his shockingly blue hair and--
[half a dozen of Brian's other body parts go through her mind, and it hurts, remembering how beautiful he was once upon a time. How beautiful it all was, for a moment.
She clears her throat, before she actually starts crying again. She's done enough of that, and she swears that giving Brian the satisfaction of seeing it as he laughed her out of his life will be the last time it happens. The accent drops, suddenly, and if anyone could see her face they could almost see the mask she'd plastered on fall as well. It was easier to talk about Curt; she doesn't fear what being in his presence might make her do]
My other question is, does anyone happen to have any smokes?
[audio]
Well, the time travel business sounds exciting, although I'm not sure I'd fancy going back much farther from where I'm from. Hard enough being a woman now. What'd you do to get to go along with him?
[audio]
She very much agrees with Mandy, though. Going back in time is difficult, and even more so for someone of her race. She's been stuck there a few times, on top of it all.
Everyone always wants to know how she met the Doctor, so it's a good thing Martha doesn't mind telling the story.] Oh, he showed up at the hospital where I was a medical student. It ended up getting abducted to... the moon, so we had to work together to fix that. I suppose he decided he fancied me after that, so he asked me to go traveling with him.
[audio]
[if her device were on video at the moment, Martha could see Mandy's eyebrow twist quite a bit that her story. Really, she's heard more fantastic, but that was from people who were completely blazed and she can tell Martha is definitely not] Well, that's quite a first date if I may say so myself.
[audio]
She feels very much like a different person now, and so she's able to laugh off that comment.] I'm from 2009. [Martha's pleased that her guess for Mandy's time period had been about right.] The people you meet here will be from a whole range of time periods... you get used to it after a time.