Hahaha.
[Well, that's not a sound to ever expect to hear out of Howard. He's a very morose individual, and his deep voice is not helping with making that low laugh sound less unsettling.]
[...Why is he even making a voice post in the first place? He's not one to do that unless something isn't right.]Lovecraft. I've been thinking about that. Like my name, not that stupid author.. My name isn't...it isn't Lovecraft, but like, my other self. That past person, he's named Lovecraft.
[Another laugh. He sounds completely loopy, speaking slowly as if he's only just catching up with the thoughts in his head.] I don't know if it's like because he was...an octopus?
Half octopus? Someone called me Cthulhu once when I told him what Lovecraft was. Just...the irony of that. Cthulhu walking around, calling himself after the man who-who made him. That idiot.
[There's a whistle, then a smack of the lips.]I wonder if other people's past life names have to do with what they used to be. Maybe there's someone out there...there, who, uh, is also named something ironic. Like, if you were a dog person in your past life, and that person was named Lassie...kinda like that. So I guess I just, erm, made this post. To ask what other people were named. If you know it...
[There's the sound of something falling off a table. Howard lets out a very strange noise that sounds like his attempt at a giggle. It honestly sounds more like a crow being choked.]Haha.
[A long pause.]This sucks.
[Thanks, Gamzee. THANKS.]