The Cafe and Diner Archives - Narration
torchide for No. 1313
No. 1313 is a spooky goth poet. She probably sounds like any stereotypical goth... raspy, deadpan, and spooky. Almost all of her lines are poems and would be read as such though she doesn't infuse any of her own emotions into her works.
(Read with no particular emotion)
"Round the filter, pour it slow. Figure eights from gooseneck go. Wet the paper, add the grounds. Let it bloom and seep its browns. From the gooseneck, trickle eights. Open now these hellish gates."
(Read with no particular emotion)
"So with the dagger deep in heart. Fast we approach a brand new start. For weaving woes is quite the art. And Fate thanks all who play their part."
(Read with no particular emotion)
"This scene which I have pondered might just cause me to wander from my peninsular post. If it is as I fear, we are not anywhere near where Mr. Lucia may leer. "