Twelve Rose Petals Fall - [Voice | Filtered from Nephry 100%]

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[Well, after a few days of putting up with the insanity of swapping bodies with his best friend, Dist has had just about enough. The mistaken identity was absolutely irritating now, and he's sick and tired of it. If these people want Jade, then fine. He'll gladly oblige their wishes for the old goat.

So, after throwing up a quick filter away from Nephry (who he's certain will disapprove of this) and looking over his shoulder to make sure Jade didn't burst out of his closet and choke him he opens his journal and makes a VERY MATURE voice post.]

Good evening, everyone. This is Colonel Jade Curtiss speaking to you all. I'd like to take this opportune moment to say that as well as being returned to Luceti for a brief stint, I am a bumbling idiot with absolutely no fashion sense what-so-ever. I eat out of a trough in Grand Chokmah, where I'm walked every morning, though I prefer to be carried as I'm too old and feeble to do much of anything, really.

My best friend is actually a man I'm sure you've all heard of - Dist the Rose! He's far better than me in every aspect and I only wish I could achieve half the things he has, but never will...

Alas, if only I wasn't born with the brain of a rappig. Oink.

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1/2 [Voice | Filtered 100%] man you have terrible html luck

[dissonates]

[He's the fool, for doubting Dist's good intentions? Right before Dist goes and calls them both research specimens? Maybe he is a fool- for hoping that after all his mistakes, all his misguided decisions, his intentions would shift towards making him a halfway decent person. Spinoza had changed enough for Asch to entrust him with this.

Dist... of course he wouldn't. Why did he have to be the only one with the answers? Dammit... dammit, he doesn't want to rely on someone like this...!]