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[iswaswillbe]

[God is in the Game Room. He's playing Wii Golf and the music system is happily broadcasting Queen and David Bowie's "Under Pressure". What do?]

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[jamesholmes]

[Now just who was playing that dratted music while James was attempting to find a quiet space for him to test out his wished for violin? With a rather miserable sigh, he trudges down the hall, having been wandering about the castle for that one spot, and enters the room, violin case in one hand and dressed in just a button up shirt and slacks.

Promptly ignoring the Wii he just levels this look at him, before his eyes are drawn to the television, which distracts him from his complaint.]

Is that...one of those Wii things?

[iswaswillbe]

Yes. Want to play?

[jamesholmes]

No, no, just well...the last one I saw ended up being eaten by a resident...[Of his Sanctuary but well he was now distracted by the music again.]

Is there any reason why you have that music playing while playing that? [And he'll move more into the room, a little slowly and stiffly but he'll get there.]

[iswaswillbe]

Yes. It's the next song on the playlist.

[jamesholmes]

..That is not exactly what I was asking. I was more curious as to why you have it playing at all while playing that game.

[iswaswillbe]

I enjoy music. And it's a new album I got so I had to play it.

[jamesholmes]

Ahh yes, and while doing so, entertain yourself by playing a game?

[And yes he's giving God a very disapproving look, does this man have no sense of peace for others?

Oh if he only knew who he was talking to...]

[iswaswillbe]

Yes.

[He beams. Oh the joys of a happy, trolling deity.]

[jamesholmes]

[And James will just continue with the disapproving look.]

So I see...[Wanders over to the music system, putting his violin down to just well, look the music system over and put his hand over a button of some sort.] You know, I've never seen a set up like this before...

[And yes he's totally thinking about shutting the music off or something, just to see what God would do.]

[iswaswillbe]

The power button's that one. [He points to a slightly bigger button just a few inches away from James' hand. Not that it'll do him much good. He can turn the music system off and the music will keep playing anyway.]

[jamesholmes]

Ahh thank - [Stops mid sentence as he hits the button, technology really isn't his favorite thing in the world but he knows when it keeps playing after he shuts it off that something is up here. So he'll turn on God and cross his arms over his chest, the totally semi-curious semi-serious face ruined when his fingers ache and make him wince.]

Alright then, good sir, just what in blazes is going on here?

[iswaswillbe]

What do you mean? [And yet God's questioning and totally innocent look is unmarred.]

[jamesholmes]

...The music system? Is off, music's still playing but well that is understandable...odder things have occurred [Abnormal critters in the wiring, or some such thing, he can brush it off.]. However, you also said something that I never voiced the question for...

Are you a telepath or just an amazing judge of character?

[iswaswillbe]

Ah, of course. Let me take care of that. [He claps his hands twice and the music stops.] I am the best judge of character there is.

[He says it without a trace of arrogance. From His tone, he could have been mentioning He had lasagna for lunch.]

[jamesholmes]

[He'll just blame that little act on Him being something like an Abnormal...] Thank you, for the music that is.

[And its that tone of voice that makes him just stare at him before shaking his head, laughing just a bit.] Well unless your God then I highly doubt that.

[iswaswillbe]

I am God.