I concur with the above comment - very RP! You have a nice accent though. It reminds me a bit of picaropicara's - I don't know that many people fromv the south of England so it's not a particularly common accent to me. :D
My accent is a really odd mix of that of my town, some limited degree of RP, the accent of the town I went to college in, some scouse and now some mancunian due to university. It's a very weird combination. :D
Aw! It's lovely! You have a magnificent voice, and are wonderfully impressive. You're like scary posh.
Also, hug tiem? Hugs seem good now. Partly because of life stuff (ants, among other things), partly because of your general awesomeness. Because you are awesome.
Jeremy and Richard have transformed as if by magic into Squall Leonhart and Rinoa Heartilly, because I was feeling my lack of Final Fantasy VIII icons. (Richard, of course, is Rinoa.)
How'd I forget that this comment was here? I can't believe my failure to respond. Your rhyming skills are quite spectacular, And took my glee to Saturn and beyond. Apologies for not replying back When a reply would not be overdue; I wished to write a poem in response, But nothing I could write compared with you.
I've always imagined your voice being much higher (possibly given how exitable you are) so it's very odd to put your real one next to the one in my head.
You're at least the fourth of my Internet friends to have said they expected a higher voice from me. I tend to imagine that everyone speaks with some sort of English accent, because through watching American television whilst living in England I've somehow developed the subconscious belief that English people are real people and Americans exist only on television, so it's always a bit startling when I listen to voice posts from the Americans on my flist.
I always imagine people with American accents, and then mentally berate myself for it. ("Silly Bubbles, she's from England/Ireland/Norway/Dutchland/Australia/Portugal/Canada/New York. She doesn't have an American accent.")
She is impressively posh. She just sounds like a staggeringly suave and competent person who I find myself ridiculously inclined to obey for no reason. The receptionist at work has a similar thing going on, which gets really funny, as she's generally supposed to get information on what to do from me.
Especially Derren. He'll teach her all his tricks, then end up one day writhing on a pile of broken glass, with a plastic bag over his head, wondering why that's all he ever seems to do anymore.
And Riona will smile and go "Don't worry, Derren. I saw to it that your world domination plot went more-or-less according to plan. Keep going with the glass. I know how much you enjoy it."
I am from London! There are a few different accents in London; mine (RP, standing for Received Pronunciation) betrays the fact that I am middle-class and privately educated. It also, according to my English Language seminars, makes people assume that I am competent and intelligent, but unfriendly and untrustworthy. Hooray!
Whoa. Awesome verse. (Things I wish I could write: Poetry.)
You sound . . . different than what I'd imagined you'd sounded like in my head. Also, I completely forgot to add in your accent into my head-voice, so that was rather strange.
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p.s. i am too, hahaha.
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My accent is a really odd mix of that of my town, some limited degree of RP, the accent of the town I went to college in, some scouse and now some mancunian due to university. It's a very weird combination. :D
Nice rhyming by the way! :p
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Also, hug tiem? Hugs seem good now. Partly because of life stuff (ants, among other things), partly because of your general awesomeness. Because you are awesome.
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Also: SUPERNATURAL PREMIERE TIME.
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And yay, Seussian rhymes about a Seussian man
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I can't believe my failure to respond.
Your rhyming skills are quite spectacular,
And took my glee to Saturn and beyond.
Apologies for not replying back
When a reply would not be overdue;
I wished to write a poem in response,
But nothing I could write compared with you.
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But I liked the verse. Laaaaahvly.
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I don't know what RP is but sheesh Ms. Posh. Where in England are you from, exactly?
...It'd be cool if I existed only on television...
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Hmmm, I wonder why that could be?
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Obviously, if this is the case, then Riona's future is side-kicking it with Derren Brown.
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Especially Derren. He'll teach her all his tricks, then end up one day writhing on a pile of broken glass, with a plastic bag over his head, wondering why that's all he ever seems to do anymore.
And Riona will smile and go "Don't worry, Derren. I saw to it that your world domination plot went more-or-less according to plan. Keep going with the glass. I know how much you enjoy it."
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That is the creepiest thing ever.
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...don't use voice posts to prod me into writing fic, okay? Because I don't want to know how powerful your mind control would be then.
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Received Pronunciation huh? Interesting...
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You sound . . . different than what I'd imagined you'd sounded like in my head. Also, I completely forgot to add in your accent into my head-voice, so that was rather strange.
But I like your voice! *g*