You have just entered room "letsgoandrp."
Zero: *GO DIE SPLEEN*
PapatymisonN has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: ...
DeathRaySpleen: ...
Lithaladhwen: I'm only online for about another hour.
Zero: *Spleen I've had it up to here with your act! We all know your true intentions.*
Lithaladhwen: And there are other people online not in here.
Lithaladhwen: You should make a run.
DeathRaySpleen: Oh. In which case: *forkjab*
DeathRaySpleen: I'm makin' a run. Cha gave me a short list, and I invited them. Gotta make a pass through chat, etc.
Lithaladhwen: Daien, Nama, DM, Tai, Dia, Koss, etc.
Lithaladhwen: Adam often lurks.
Lithaladhwen: I'm not RPing right now, but I'll lurk and log the chat.
MajorGeneralTso has entered the room.
THENinjaRabbi has entered the room.
pd Rydia has entered the room.
KnightsofSquare has entered the room.
MajorGeneralTso: ...
Zero: *...!*
Zero: *Let's RP a food oriented road trip.*
Zero: *You get XP for finding cool eateries and whatnot.*
Lithaladhwen: You'd like Archmagus Bailey.
Lithaladhwen: He's the Gunnir chef.
DeathRaySpleen: I kinda gotta go in like an hour and a half, so why don't we start something?
Lithaladhwen: I have class tomorrow. And work. This requires sleep.
T3chn0Namagomi has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: I also have other RP-things to do.
DeathRaySpleen: *jabs Lith with a toothpick*
Zero: *I say that the setting should be the Food and Drink bar and grill.*
Lithaladhwen: See, my plan is simple.
Lithaladhwen: Not simple like Spleen, because unlike Spleen this plan ;might actually work.
DeathRaySpleen: I AM FULLY OPERATIONAL, THANK YOU VERY MUCH.
Lithaladhwen: I intend to finish a few summaries of relevant board or chat RPs and get them up on the wiki.
A Rockin SN has left the room.
Zero: *Spleen is leaking oil at an alarming rate.*
Lithaladhwen: My plan is also, unlike Spleen, potentially useful.
Zero: *Spleen is useful as a go-to-gopher.*
DeathRaySpleen: Zero: Make it "coolant" and it's a Futurama reference.
Zero: "Spleen, move that chair!"
DeathRaySpleen: *moves the chair*
DeathRaySpleen: Fuck, that was just an example, wasn't it?
Zero: *Yes now move it back.*
DeathRaySpleen: *moves it back*
DeathRaySpleen: FUCK. Stop doing that.
DeathRaySpleen: All right, seriously. Let's RP.
DeathRaySpleen: I vote Shadow Doma.
Lithaladhwen: BIZARRO I'M HELPING
Lithaladhwen: I'M HELPING YOOUUUU
T3chn0Namagomi: BIZARRO!
DeathRaySpleen: Have you been stealing the pills from Brian's pharmacy, Ashley?
Lithaladhwen: Have YOU?
KnightsofSquare: Did you try *BLEEP*ing him in the *BLEEP*?
Lithaladhwen: You want to play in Bizarro Gaera.
Zero: *I vote against Shadow Doma.*
Lithaladhwen: Koss: Twice.
T3chn0Namagomi has left the room.
Zero: *That's unsanitary.*
Zero: *Surely he'd have hangups about that.*
DeathRaySpleen: Bizarro Gaera is fun.
Lithaladhwen: You'd think.
DeathRaySpleen: I mean Shadow Gaera.
Lithaladhwen: HA
DeathRaySpleen: >_>
DeathRaySpleen: *upgrades a clay pit*
Lithaladhwen: Bizarro anything is dumb.
Lithaladhwen: I cannot take it seriously.
Zero: *:Gives Kai a high-five:*
Lithaladhwen: *freeze-frame!*
Lithaladhwen: *power rangers style!*
DeathRaySpleen: See, except we've run very successful CIs in Shadow Gaera before.
Lithaladhwen: Successful is highly subjective.
Lithaladhwen: And when I'm playing, I use my definition.
PapatymisonN: It does actually run rather well, Ashley... no one's prone to being an idiot.
Lithaladhwen: Charles. I love you to pieces. I do. Especially when I'm RPing with you.
Lithaladhwen: But I want nothing to do with it.
PapatymisonN: I love you too, Ash. You are free to hate it utterly.
Zero: *There's already many alternate-Gaera-timelines/presents/dimensions.*
Lithaladhwen: We totally need more. We should play every possibility presented by the cosmos. They're all potentially interesting.
Lithaladhwen: Every. Single. One.
Zero: *!!!*
DeathRaySpleen: This is a great opportunity to segue into my newest idea!
PapatymisonN: ...
DeathRaySpleen: </joking>
Lithaladhwen: *sprays the computer*
Zero: *A universe where characters who use swords use magic, and vice versa!*
PapatymisonN: ...
Lithaladhwen: OMGZ
Zero: *!!*
Lithaladhwen: That's too crazy, Zero.
Lithaladhwen: I don't know that I'm ready for that.
Zero: *No, no no. See, if you give it a chance you'll like it.*
KnightsofSquare: What if a character uses both swords and magic?
Lithaladhwen: I don't....I don't know. Stop pressuring me! No means no!
KnightsofSquare: Do they then use both magic and swords?
Zero: *They don't have arms.*
KnightsofSquare: Do they have feet?
Lithaladhwen: They have cotton candy instead of feet.
Zero: *Tank treads.*
Lithaladhwen: Or those.
KnightsofSquare: COTTON CANDY TANK TREADS
PapatymisonN: ... this is the greatest thing ever!
Zero: *KAWAII*
Zero: *Let's RP*
PapatymisonN: Dear sweet god, yes.
Zero: BEEP BEEP I AM KYLITOS
Zero: Outta da' way! I have no arms, and my sugary tank treads will crush you!
Zero: *Enters the Food and Drink* SERVICE!
PapatymisonN: Since I want Ashley in, what setting, other than S-G, do we want?
Zero: (Someone RP the server.)
Lithaladhwen: *laughs really hard at the mental image*
Lithaladhwen: Charles, I really do have to go to bed. I'd be leaving by the time it got interesting.
Lithaladhwen: I'm just here to revel in the mockery while it lasts.
PapatymisonN: Very well.
Zero: (Trust me folks! You may think all the buzz this is generating is just gonna fade away but lemme tell you.)
Zero: (Tank-tread Candy Gaera is here to stay.)
Lithaladhwen: (Zero's character is TOTALLY RAW. And FUCKING EXTREME to boot.)
PapatymisonN: (Anyhow, setting?)
Zero: (TTC Gaera.)
Lithaladhwen: (Second.)
Zero: ([Oddly enough, that is the acronym for The Crackhead Clubhouse on SA; the Drug subforum!])*
PapatymisonN: (Second sounds nice.)
DeathRaySpleen: (...why would it be TTC, and not TCC?)
Zero: (Shut up I made a mistake.)
Zero: (I'm eatin' pizza with one hand and typin' with the other.)
Lithaladhwen: (Tank Tread Candy Gaera. TTC Gaera.)
Zero: (He meant The Crackhead Clubhouse bit.)
Zero: (Anyways the setting is the Food and Drink)
Zero: (Which is a locale of my invention! >: )
Lithaladhwen: (Reading comprehension not so good on my end, apparently.)
Zero: The aptly named Food and Drink, neatly straddles the line between common and classy and creates its own little niche.
Zero: The banner hung across the front seems to sum up the entire experience: "You've got to eat somewhere, right?"
DeathRaySpleen: (What the hell setting is this supposed to be?)
PapatymisonN: (I'm doing second no matter what you say.)
Lithaladhwen: (You tell me. You're gonna RP there.)
Zero: (This is TTC Gaera.)
Zero: (Down and to the left of Dark Geara.)
PapatymisonN: (... so, second.)
DeathRaySpleen: (Not Gunnir, though, right?)
Zero: (Not Gunnir.)
Zero: (The Food and Drink is in Doma.)
Zero: (It's like a Dennys, only less modern.)
PapatymisonN: *a large bovine humanoid decides to eat there!*
Zero: *Revs his treads a bit.* Hail and well met, sir! Come ye to eat at this fine establishment?
Zero: The wait time seems to considerable! Consolidation of time shall be achieved by forming a PARTY
PapatymisonN: ... o.o
PapatymisonN: What exactly are you?
Zero: *Has no arms.*
Zero: I am Kylitos, the ultimate Tread Fencer.
DeathRaySpleen: (I'm considering matching Zero and raising him.)
PapatymisonN: ... you're... nice, right?
DeathRaySpleen: (Or just, you know, roleplaying seriously like God intended.)
PapatymisonN: *considering smashing it anyways due to the sheer... madness of the thing*
Zero: *Makes an AWOOGA noise.*
Zero: I only slay those who are un-righteous!
PapatymisonN: *backs up quickly, readying his hammer*
PapatymisonN: o.o
Zero: *Spins in a circle!*
PapatymisonN: ... No. Really. Please stop doing anything. o.o
Zero: This establishment does not judge by race!
Zero: Begone les' I contact a managerial celestial.
DeathRaySpleen: (I just had a brainstorm. Crap.)
pd Rydia: (SEGA CHAN?)
A Rockin SN has entered the room.
Zero: *Beeps.*
PapatymisonN: ... I think I don't want to be here anymore. o.o
DeathRaySpleen: (I just came up with a character idea based on a race from Iconoclast.)
Zero: (Toaster-jin?)
DeathRaySpleen: (...no...)
DeathRaySpleen: <Rasker>
Zero: *Approaches the counter!*
A Rockin SN: (STFU-jin)
Zero: (Spleen RP service.)
A Rockin SN: (What area?)
A Rockin SN: (And time?)
DeathRaySpleen: (He's kind of a watered-down version of the Psycho race from Iconoclast. He's a psychic, prone to accidentally receiving mental impulses from others.>
DeathRaySpleen: *)
Zero: (The Food and Drink bar and grill.)
DeathRaySpleen: (It makes him more than slightly crazy, especially in crowds.)
PapatymisonN: (Whatever it is, just do it. I want Bulworth's brain to explode.)
DeathRaySpleen: *As the sign says, you have to eat somewhere. That's what drew Rasker out of his home.*
Zero: *Takea a number. The number is four-thousand!*
PapatymisonN: *looking around for evidence he's gone mad*
DeathRaySpleen: *He's thin (gaunt, really) with tightly-curly brown hair and a messy beard. His clothes were obviously once nice, but now...aren't.*
A Rockin SN has left the room.
DeathRaySpleen: *His most striking feature is his eyes; they're mismatched. One is brown, the other is watery blue.*
DeathRaySpleen: *he goes up to...whatever the fuck that thing is...and smiles.*
Zero: Hello, sir.
DeathRaySpleen: *...halfway. The other half of his mouth tries to open slightly.*
Zero: Greetings.
Zero: *Revs his treads.*
DeathRaySpleen: *With some effort, Rasker organizes his face into a proper smile.*
DeathRaySpleen: I would like a table. For one.
Zero: Good day, mister!
Zero: Take a number, buster!
Zero: I've been waiting here for an hour.
DeathRaySpleen: Oh, you don't...oh. I thought you worked here.
DeathRaySpleen: IM: Do I work here?
DeathRaySpleen: IM: No. No, I don't work here.
Zero: I suggested to that duder over there that we form a PARTY to accumulate time together.
PapatymisonN: Please leave me alone. I might have to kill you. o.o
Zero: RACIST
Zero: Why can't we get along together??
DeathRaySpleen: *seems to partly mumble along with Kylitos* ...get along...
Zero: And be friends, until the end of time.
Zero: Or at which point I exchange you for a more lucrative party investment of time and effort.
Zero: *Honk honk*
Zero: ^_~
DeathRaySpleen: What...are you?
Zero: A tank-jin.
DeathRaySpleen: Ah.
Zero: And you, monsuier?
DeathRaySpleen: *seems to develop a sudden twitch briefly*
Zero: !_!
DeathRaySpleen: Me? Oh, I'm human.
Zero: I see.
DeathRaySpleen: *looks momentarily confused*
DeathRaySpleen: IM: I might be a tank-jin.
DeathRaySpleen: IM: No. No treads.
Zero: I cannot dance, sir. ;_;
DeathRaySpleen: *rubs his eye*
Zero: *BEEP*
PapatymisonN: ... *makes sure the door hasn't locked behind him*
Zero: *It has turned to stone!*
PapatymisonN: ...
Zero: *But it's not locked.*
PapatymisonN: ... *MAKES TRACKS!*
Zero: *Revs his treads.*
Zero: *A red LED timer on his control panel reaches 00:00. Gaera explodes.*
DeathRaySpleen: *seems to convulse slightly, but keep his balance. Evidently he's trying to rev treads he doesn't have*
PapatymisonN: *ends up back in the F&D*
PapatymisonN: ... AAh!
PapatymisonN: The... the... the world just... BLEW UP! o.o
DeathRaySpleen: Yeah. Yeah, it did.
DeathRaySpleen: Good thing it came...back...together...<_<
DeathRaySpleen: (<_<)
DeathRaySpleen: >_>
DeathRaySpleen: (>_>)
PapatymisonN: Buh... but... but HOW?
Zero: *Goes to use the little tank's room.*
DeathRaySpleen: There was a timer. It went to zero.
PapatymisonN: ... Timer? o.o
DeathRaySpleen: *shrug*
DeathRaySpleen: (This RP makes me go :-( )
DeathRaySpleen: (Hey, but at least I have a new character! Weehee!)
Zero: (At least it was something I was interested in!)
DeathRaySpleen: (*jabs Kyle in the head with karate!*)
PapatymisonN: (That was weird.)
Zero: (?!)
DeathRaySpleen: (...)
DeathRaySpleen: <The King of Electricity>
DeathRaySpleen: I AM THE KING OF ELECTRICITY.
Zero: <The Queen of Magnetic Attraction>
Zero: AND I AM HIS WIFE
DeathRaySpleen: THIS IS MY WIFE.
Zero: Together, we are...
DeathRaySpleen: HONEY, YOUR UNDERWEAR IS SHOWING AGAIN.
Zero: SHUT UP
Zero: *Puts a shirt on.*
DeathRaySpleen: SORRY. YOU KNOW I HAVE THAT SPEAKING VOLUME THING.
DeathRaySpleen: I CAN'T WHISPER.
DeathRaySpleen: I CAN ONLY SCREAM.
Zero: MY VOICE IS CAUSED BY HIGH PITCHED SINE WAVES.
Zero: IN CASE YOU COULDN'T TELL
DeathRaySpleen: IF YOU WERE TO WRITE OUT THE THINGS I SAY, YOU'D HAVE TO USE BOLD, ITALIC TEXT IN ALL CAPS.
DeathRaySpleen: BUT THAT WOULD BE MADNESS.
Zero: IF ONE WERE TO WRITE OUT THE THINGS YOU SAID, THEY WOULD BE THROWN IN JAIL FOR HERESY AGAINST THE CROWN
DeathRaySpleen: RIGHT, THAT TOO.
DeathRaySpleen: THE ELECTRIC CROWN.
Zero: YESSSS
DeathRaySpleen: DAMN STRAIGHT, BITCHES.
Zero: HONEY YOU SAID NO MORE BITCHES
DeathRaySpleen: ALL RIGHT, HONEY, I'LL STOP WITH THE BITCHES, BUT ONLY IF YOU GIVE ME BACK MY GOOD TOWEL.
Zero: OKAY
Zero: *Transaction*
DeathRaySpleen: YOU KNOW, THE BLUE ONE WITH THE DUCKS? YOU PUT IT SOMEWHERE AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME WHERE
DeathRaySpleen: OH, SWEET.
Zero: I USED IT TO....
Zero: DRY A PUDDLE
Zero: THE ESSENCE OF THE PUDDLE HAS BEEN ABSORBED
DeathRaySpleen: MOTHERFUCKER THIS THING NEEDS TO BE WASHED.
Zero: USE THE POWER OF THE PUDDLE
Zero: TO REMINISCE ABOUT DAYS PAST
Zero: OH THE THINGS THAT DO NOT LAST
Zero: MANY THINGS THAT GO BY QUICK
Zero: I'D RATHER SLOW THAN VERY FAST
pd Rydia has left the room.
DeathRaySpleen: HONEY, HAVE YOU BEEN SNIFFING THE PRINCE OF PLASMA'S DRY-ERASE MARKERS AGAIN?
Zero: NO. OUR SON IS AN ARTIST
DeathRaySpleen: "ARTIST". PFFT.
Zero: Give him a chance, dearie.
DeathRaySpleen: HE'S A GODDAMN COMMUNIST HIPPIE.
DeathRaySpleen: NO SON OF MINE WILL GO TO AN ART SCHOOL.
Zero: BECAUSE YOU ARE CHEAP
DeathRaySpleen: HE WILL GO TO HIGH-ENERGY NOBLE ACADEMY LIKE I DID.
Zero: HE WANTS TO PLASMA WELD A PIECE OF ART SO BEAUTIFUL THAT NO ONE CAN LIFT IT
PapatymisonN has left the room.
DeathRaySpleen: "BEAUTIFUL" AND "HEAVY" ARE TWO DIFFERENT CONCEPTS.
Zero: NOT TO AN ARTIST
DeathRaySpleen: FUCK ART.
Zero: *DIVORCE*
Zero: COOKING IS AN ART. GO TRY IT.
DeathRaySpleen: GO TRY KISSING MY ASS, SHE-DEVIL.
Zero: *Takes half of your posessions. YOU HAVE HALF A CAR*
DeathRaySpleen: *AT LEAST IT'S THE AWESOME HALF*
DeathRaySpleen: (All right, I'm gonna split. Bedtime, 'cuz I've got band tomorrow.)
Zero: *Don't drink too heavily~*
Zero: *LOG THIS BIDNESS*
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