| Thursday, December 07, 2006 |
| 5:27 PM |
| PapatymisonN: | You start inviting intriguing gentlemen and ladies. |
| PapatymisonN: | I'm gonna get supper rollin'. |
| J4deninj44: | *gasps* My summon worked. |
| Lithaladhwen: | They do that. |
| J4deninj44: | *looks at magicite* |
| J4deninj44: | HECK YEAH! |
| Lithaladhwen: | Anyway. I'll likely be with you once this demon of a paper is done. |
| J4deninj44: | Yes, madam. |
| J4deninj44: | Please take your time, quickly. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Heh. |
| J4deninj44: | How is everyone? |
| PapatymisonN: | I'm well. |
| Syra Zemyla: | Working fucking hard on a project due before midnight. |
| Syra Zemyla: | So I'm lurking. ;_; |
| J4deninj44: | *tackles Kate* |
| J4deninj44: | *purrs* |
| EternalDragonAya: | Ack! |
| J4deninj44: | Kate, if I ever see you again...brace yourself. I probably will tackle glomp you. |
| PapatymisonN: | Be sure to squeeze her ass. |
| Arch mage144: | I'm supposed to be studying for immunology but am probably going to wind up putting it off. |
| J4deninj44: | ... |
| J4deninj44: | Pervert. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... uh huh. And? |
| Arch mage144: | Be sure to bring a video camera. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *squeezes Charles' ass* |
| Lithaladhwen: | Feel better, Amanda? |
| PapatymisonN: | ^_^ Thank you. |
| J4deninj44: | Brian, you should study so that you don't screw up and kill me when I go to your for drugs. |
| PapatymisonN: | The only way he can screw up is if the doctor's handwriting sucks. |
| Lithaladhwen: | You know, Charles.... sometimes I wonder how you're not gay. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Seriously. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Be gay. |
| PapatymisonN: | Nah. I've checked. I'm not. |
| Lithaladhwen: | You will confuse me less. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Work on it? For me? |
| Arch mage144: | Bah, I can probably already avoid that particular fate. Knowing more about IgG and haptens isn't going to save you from a misfill anyway. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Our relationship would make sooo much more sense if you were a flaming gay man. |
| PapatymisonN: | .... I'm sorry, sweetie. I'm straight. And you're just going to have to live with that. |
| J4deninj44: | Oh! |
| J4deninj44: | Just to appease my father. What is Abilify? |
| J4deninj44: | An anti psychotic? |
| Arch mage144: | An atypical antipsychotic. |
| Lithaladhwen: | It makes you able. |
| J4deninj44: | *gasps* That's why I can't dissociate? THAT BITCH! |
| Arch mage144: | It works by...partial agonism at dopamine type-2 receptors, if I remember correctly, and also partial agonism at a serotonin receptor. |
| J4deninj44: | I hate dealing with reality! |
| J4deninj44: | At least I lactate less... |
| J4deninj44: | ANYWAY!!! |
| J4deninj44: | Rp suggestions? |
| Arch mage144: | None here. I'm more likely to dive back into western-steampunk tactical multiplayer action. |
| J4deninj44: | I have at least two but I'd rather hear the rest first. |
| FFFan80: | Sorry for the lurkage, but kinda tied up with stuff right now =/ |
| J4deninj44: | It's fine, Our Dave. |
| PapatymisonN: | *suggests 2nd, as Amanda never plays it* |
| FFFan80: | As an aside: People need to stop sending RP invites 3 seconds after I commit to MMO-age with my buddy =[ |
| J4deninj44: | Ha! |
| CGNakibe: | Dave: 30 minutes into a raid, perhaps? >:p |
| J4deninj44: | I'll remember to send all invites 4 seconds before that happens. |
| Lithaladhwen: | I'm just glad someone else did an RP run. ^_^ |
| Lithaladhwen: | Hot recruitment in chat action. |
| J4deninj44: | I literally, just invited my RPGWW buddy list minues people away and idle. |
| PapatymisonN: | *again, suggests 2ndgen* I won't even request a Tymisonn. |
| FFFan80: | What about a ferret? |
| PapatymisonN: | That'd be fine. |
| J4deninj44: | We can do a second gen, I s'ppose. |
| PapatymisonN: | Amanda, I'll bet you can play the most tearjerking, heartrending ferret known to man. |
| J4deninj44: | Ha! |
| J4deninj44: | I wonder. |
| PapatymisonN: | *notes that some of his best RP experiences have been with Amanda* |
| J4deninj44: | o//O |
| FFFan80: | .... |
| FFFan80: | Is this really appropriate discussion in a public chatroom? |
| FFFan80: | =[ |
| J4deninj44: | XD |
| FFFan80: | honestly, there's impressionable college students in here |
| Lithaladhwen: | Oh, I see how you are, Charles. |
| Lithaladhwen: | I see IT ALL NOW. |
| J4deninj44: | Oh lord, someone call Springer. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... see, the thing is... you all call ME pervert. |
| PapatymisonN: | But when I say something GENUINELY INNOCENT, you all turn to hents. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Really it was Dave. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Dave has a filthy filthy mind. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... uh huh. |
| PapatymisonN: | Here, Ashley. Put on these black leather gloves. I'll bet they don't fit. </johnny cochran> |
| PapatymisonN: | *also, dives for cover* |
| J4deninj44: | *chews on an RP toy* |
| PapatymisonN: | Amanda, get us rolling. I have to drain my fettucine. |
| Besyanteo: | (YARR) |
| PapatymisonN: | (Yarr, Jason. Yarr.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (Up for some 2gen?) |
| J4deninj44: | (Me get rolling?) |
| Besyanteo: | (Eh.) |
| J4deninj44: | ( I don't know anything about...) |
| PapatymisonN: | (It's about the same as 1gen for startups.) |
| Besyanteo: | (Second Gen is very hit and miss for me. :-/ I usually don't bother anymore.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (Can I give you a challenge, then? |
| PapatymisonN: | ) |
| J4deninj44: | (Aw, I wanted to RP with Bes. *slides over and puts and arm around him*) |
| Besyanteo: | (*Looks in* Too many windows. And I may try.) |
| Besyanteo: | (Chuck's given me a couple ideas.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Gracious me.) |
| Besyanteo: | (I'm still totally waiting on someone to pick a location, though. >.>) |
| J4deninj44: | *Oh look Longman's Lake has frozen over* |
| Besyanteo: | (*puts on a coat*) |
| J4deninj44: | *A few people seem to be ice-skating...* |
| PapatymisonN: | (*thinking of a character...*) |
| PapatymisonN: | (... done.) |
| PapatymisonN: | *One seems to be a platinum haired half elf, clad in somber grey sweater and scarf* |
| PapatymisonN: | *I guess Gunnir is on summer holidays, for Quillan Rose is home...* |
| J4deninj44: | *Snowflakes begin to gently fall and a light breeze from the east buffets any that are without adequate cover* |
| J4deninj44: | *Next to the lake a vendor sells warm apple cider, hot cocoa, and Valthi grisphot, a sweet berry juice with a hint of valthka for lasting warmth.* |
| PapatymisonN: | ... *wishes he'd brought earmuffs* |
| MajorGeneralTso: | (Oh. Bes.) |
| Syra Zemyla: | (Anyways, I have to take a test. WTF everyone.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (WTF.) |
| PapatymisonN: | ... *sigh* I"m fooling no one. *skates to the edge of the lake* |
| PapatymisonN: | *tosses his blade-saving wraps around his skates and walks over to the vendor* |
| PapatymisonN: | Tell me about this grisphot. |
| J4deninj44: | Vendor: Ah, it's a Valthi drink. It's pretty popular with people in the slums because it's so cheap, even though it's an import. |
| J4deninj44: | *pours a small amount into a cup and hands it to him* It's got a little valthka in it so don't be surprised when it sets your insides on fire. |
| PapatymisonN: | *siiiiiip* |
| J4deninj44: | *It's sweet at first but whoa it warms the gut* |
| PapatymisonN: | ... give me the largest cup you have, please. |
| J4deninj44: | *pours him a 16 oz cup* Here ya go. 5 gil. |
| PapatymisonN: | *gives it up* Thanks. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... business going well? |
| J4deninj44: | Aye, well enough. I come out here whenever Longmans freezes over. The sledders and skaters appreciate the drinks. |
| PapatymisonN: | *finishes his grisphot, and offers his cup and another 5 gil* Sound fiscal plan... |
| J4deninj44: | *takes the currency and pours him another glass* Aye. In this world you have to learn to find advantages. Remember thtat. |
| PapatymisonN: | Oh, worry not. I'm teaching myself that EVERY day. |
| PapatymisonN: | (Rargh. We need butts in the seats.) |
| MajorGeneralTso: | (...Mine is in my seat.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (Then RP, ya bastard!) |
| MajorGeneralTso: | (Can't. <.<...) |
| AngryMechaFan: | (Is this second-gen?) |
| PapatymisonN: | (... I'm SURE Taiar is alive in 2gen. PLAY HIM.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (Yeah.) |
| AngryMechaFan: | (Meh) |
| PapatymisonN: | (*sigh*) |
| PapatymisonN: | (WHATEVER people want, I will acquiesce to. I just wanna RP...) |
| AngryMechaFan: | (Eh. Sorry. I'm just not in a RPing mood right now. I've had a bit of a rough day, and I'm afraid it'd come out in said RPing) |
| PapatymisonN: | (...) |
| PapatymisonN: | (*stabs himself in the hand* e_e) |
| MajorGeneralTso: | (...Ze Ouch, I proclaim.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (...) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Let me finish!) |
| PapatymisonN: | (... kay...) |
| MajorGeneralTso: | (...) |
| FFFan80: | (o.o) |
| PapatymisonN: | (Hi Dave. o.o) |
| PapatymisonN: | (Done MMO'in?) |
| FFFan80: | (Nope! sneaking in between our fighter guy going stab happy) |
| FFFan80: | (=/ sorry) |
| PapatymisonN: | (... it's alright...) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Hey, cut me a break. Ordinarily I wouldn't even be home yet.) |
| FFFan80: | (Don't make me put on the Linkin Park) |
| FFFan80: | (=[ ) |
| PapatymisonN: | (I've become so numb... v_v *angst angst*) |
| FFFan80: | (*thankfully, Jay-Zee kicks in with the non-angsty rap!*) |
| PapatymisonN: | (How can you not feel depressed at the hopeless life of the streets? v_v) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (.....) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (My font was the wrong size. I thought I had a page to go, and as it turns out I have one more page than I "need.") |
| FFFan80: | (....) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Well!) |
| FFFan80: | (Well poo =/) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (That leaves only one paper left for my finals stack.) |
| MajorGeneralTso: | (...*Does the Online RPG handshake with Dave*) |
| FFFan80: | (=O Woo) |
| PapatymisonN: | (Sooooooooo... you can RP?) |
| FFFan80: | (<_< >_> *shakes*) |
| MajorGeneralTso: | (*Returns to PSU*) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Okay, so what the hell is going on?) |
| PapatymisonN: | (Quillan's skating. It's his winter break!) |
| PapatymisonN: | (And somewhere, far away, Glykeria is growing boobs.) |
| FFFan80: | (....) |
| PapatymisonN: | (It's true.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Good for her. Zea will be greatly-amused. Allow me to feed myself more and I'll be with you.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (*nod*) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Okay. So where is this skating rink?) |
| PapatymisonN: | (Presumably, near Doma City.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (Longman's Lake seems like a terribly Doman name.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Okay. Well, Zea or Hideki would be just fine. Is there anyone else interested in RPing?) |
| PapatymisonN: | (Answer her, folks. Or she will END you.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (And, yes. Me.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (I'll.... I'll what?) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (I...I mean YEAH.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (I'll END you fuckers!) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Here we are. Found one.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (Hey Tara.( |
| AngeloState606: | (Howdy, strangers.) |
| AngeloState606: | (Anybody ever played "Titan Quest"? |
| AngeloState606: | ) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (One more.....) |
| PapatymisonN: | (Nein.) |
| AngeloState606: | (It's pretty entertaining.) |
| AngeloState606: | (For example, when your character dies, they fly about 4 feet up in the air and land with their leg up over their head.) |
| AngeloState606: | (It's pretty funny.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (Also: Feel free to show off Glykeria's new sweater pillows at the ice pond.) |
| AngeloState606: | (o.O) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (That's a lovely term, Charles. Thank you.) |
| AngeloState606: | (Indeed.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (*has officially declared it to be Winter Break for the Gunnir crew*) |
| Arch mage144: | (Sweater pillows? Did she get a boob job or something?) |
| AngeloState606: | (Cha's thought process: "Wow, it sure is a nice ==BOOBS!!!== day. I wonder what ==BOOOBS!!!== I'll have for lunch.) |
| Arch mage144: | (I'll have the roasted BOOOOBS, thank you) |
| AngeloState606: | (Close. Growth spurt.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (Tara: That'd be true, were there an abundance of them at work.) |
| AngeloState606: | (*uploading new picture.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (Sadly, the pretty lady count has been sparse at the new job...) |
| AngeloState606: | (*pat pat*) |
| PapatymisonN: | (*looks at Ashley* Er, uh... but the... BURLY MEN count has been plentiful! ^^;;;; ) |
| Arch mage144: | (I can't say I work with any, either, but then, it makes very little difference!) |
| AngeloState606: | (Yeah; I work with a bunch of middle-aged women.) |
| AngeloState606: | (And because of that, I now realize that I'm not going to have kids for another 20 years.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (... no.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (I will personally poke holes in every condom in Texas. e_e) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Die.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Leave the condoms out of this!) |
| AngeloState606: | (we don't use condoms anyway.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (*points at Tara* It's her fault!) |
| FFFan80: | (...) |
| Arch mage144: | (Well you should!) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (...) |
| AngeloState606: | (Okaaay. I'm married to the only man I've ever slept with. Are you concerned about STDs? Or just reproduction in general?) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Okay, well. I, uh... am not going to give my contraception speech. I am not.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Reproduction, mainly.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (It's not a matter of trust. It's a matter of not having babies in you before you want them there.) |
| AngeloState606: | (Okeedoke.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (*doesn't want to wait 20 years for mini-Taras and mini-Yanivs*) |
| PapatymisonN: | (But anyways, RP!) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Anyway.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Skating rink in Doma. 2gen.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Characters are.....?) |
| PapatymisonN: | (Quillan, and a hot drinks vendor, who is being played by nonresponsive Amanda.) |
| AngeloState606: | (Ah! Handy. G can be in town for market with her parents...who will be NPCs.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (Fine by me.) |
| Arch mage144: | (The way I figure it, 5% is way worse odds for something you don't want than 0.05%) |
| Arch mage144: | (But anyway, carry on) |
| PapatymisonN: | *Quillan sits by the lake now, sipping his slightly alcoholic grisphot, watching skaters go by...* |
| AngeloState606: | (*New G pics: uploaded!*) |
| Lithaladhwen: | *Quillan sees a figure all wrapped up in black robes with a scythe. Looks like death itself, it does! Creepy! Except for the fact that everyone looks like this when it's colder than a yak's balls outside.* |
| Lithaladhwen: | <Zea> |
| PapatymisonN: | ... *shrug* |
| PapatymisonN: | *whistles her over* |
| Lithaladhwen: | *heads over and, oh look, it's a normal person* |
| Lithaladhwen: | Hey, Quillan. |
| PapatymisonN: | Zea. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Didn't expect to see you here. |
| PapatymisonN: | Got bored at home. |
| PapatymisonN: | My brother's idiocy should be classified as a wide-field malediction spell... >.< |
| Lithaladhwen: | I see. That's uh... that sounds great. I didn't realize you lived around here. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Do you live with your parents or something? |
| AngeloState606: | *At the drink vendor, a girl has approached and is ordering a cup of cocoa* |
| PapatymisonN: | Mm. Plan to change that after graduation, though... |
| AngeloState606: | *She's got long, black-ish hair and is wearing a blue dress with a white fur stole, shawl, and hat* |
| PapatymisonN: | If I have to scrap with Dolan one more time, my head will explode. e_e |
| AngeloState606: | (Dolan: COME on, QUILL! NOOGIE TIME!!) |
| Lithaladhwen: | *shakes her head* He seemed all right, if he's the same Dolan I'm thinking of. |
| PapatymisonN: | (Quill: *snap* METABOLIC DESTRUCTION. e_e) |
| AngeloState606: | *In fact, she looks pretty familiar* |
| PapatymisonN: | Probably. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Not the sharpest marble in the drawer, but he was more polite than you are. *grin* |
| AngeloState606: | (*snicker*) |
| PapatymisonN: | If I were in the business of niceties, I'd be the belle of the ball. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Uh huh. |
| PapatymisonN: | It's... frankly, a waste of time to me. |
| Lithaladhwen: | You say that now. |
| PapatymisonN: | I mean it tomorrow. |
| AngeloState606: | *With hot drink in hand she wanders over to the edge of the pond and sits on a bench, not too far from Z and Q* |
| Lithaladhwen: | Uh huh. Sure. Fine. Whatever. |
| PapatymisonN: | .... there is a REASON why you're so condescending, right? |
| Lithaladhwen: | Oh, always. |
| AngeloState606: | *sip* |
| Lithaladhwen: | Mainly that I'm going to enjoy watching you do one of two things. |
| PapatymisonN: | And they are...? |
| Lithaladhwen: | Get everything you could ever want by taking it from other people... or totally fucking yourself over when people realize you don't give a damn. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Either one would be hilarious. |
| Lithaladhwen: | To me. |
| PapatymisonN: | I'll be sure to give you a floor seat to the show. |
| AngeloState606: | *She continues drinking and starts to look around her* |
| PapatymisonN: | ... >.> |
| Lithaladhwen: | What? |
| PapatymisonN: | *sees Glykeria* |
| PapatymisonN: | Huh. |
| AngeloState606: | *Her eyes almost immediately fall on Quillan and Zea* |
| AngeloState606: | *Gasp* |
| Lithaladhwen: | Hey. Neat. She looks good. |
| PapatymisonN: | Indeed. |
| AngeloState606: | *Quickly stands and begins to walk away* |
| Lithaladhwen: | *smirk* You should go say hi. |
| AngeloState606: | IM: SHIT. SHIT. SHIT. |
| AngeloState606: | IM: What are the ODDS??? |
| PapatymisonN: | *rolls eyes* Yes, and while I'm at it, I'll shut myself inside an iron maiden. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *laugh* Well, maybe I will. Maybe I'll tell her that I orchestrated your whole rediculous charade of a relationship. |
| Lithaladhwen: | I'm feeling perverse today. For some reason you bring out my sick sense of humor. |
| AngeloState606: | *Tosses the cup into a garbage receptacle and continues away* |
| PapatymisonN: | ... she may yet be of use. I don't need her mind completely destroyed, or bent on my death. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... oh, for... Be right back... |
| PapatymisonN: | *gets up, walking on wrapped up skates* |
| AngeloState606: | *Looks and sees him coming* |
| PapatymisonN: | Glykeria! Wait. |
| AngeloState606: | IM: Dammit. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *sighs and sits down to watch them* |
| AngeloState606: | *stops* |
| AngeloState606: | *slowly turns* |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: He's so pathetic. So is she. They're clearly soulmates. |
| AngeloState606: | *pulling her fur-shawl tighter around her* |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: I'm so glad that James and I aren't weird like this. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... how are you? |
| Lithaladhwen: | *mutters* Surfacio. *snort* |
| AngeloState606: | *Eyes him cautiously.* |
| AngeloState606: | Well. And you? |
| PapatymisonN: | Excellent. I see you've done some maturing since last we met. Good on you. |
| AngeloState606: | *Blink* How generous of you. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *watches them from her seat, wondering how long it'll take for her to zone out and stop paying attention* |
| AngeloState606: | *Indeed she has; she's grown about two inches and gained 20 pounds...in all the right places* |
| PapatymisonN: | ... I treated you poorly. I apologize. Is there a chance at... some form of camaraderie? |
| Lithaladhwen: | (That cannot be healthy.) |
| AngeloState606: | *Takes a step back* That remains to be seen, Rose. |
| PapatymisonN: | (Eh. Even starlight gives you cancer nowadays.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | John, you bored yet? |
| Lithaladhwen: | Quite. |
| Lithaladhwen: | You want to go bother them? |
| Lithaladhwen: | A little. |
| PapatymisonN: | Right. Had to ask. |
| AngeloState606: | I am in Doma only for a couple of days. I doubt a solid friendship could materialize. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Go play. I'll wait here. |
| AngeloState606: | *She sounds quite...trite.* |
| PapatymisonN: | I do not expect anything more than defrosted relations, really. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *Quillan hears a voice so close behind his shoulder that if it were a mortal behind him he'd be able to feel the heat of the man's breath.* |
| Lithaladhwen: | Quillan and his lady friend. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Hello. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... |
| PapatymisonN: | John. |
| AngeloState606: | *Examines the area behind him* |
| PapatymisonN: | (Glykeria can hear him too, right?) |
| Lithaladhwen: | <The handsome fella in the suit.> |
| AngeloState606: | *Raises an eyebrow* |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Yes.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | *The man materializes with a nod to Glykeria* |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Font change.) |
| PapatymisonN: | Is there something you needed? |
| Lithaladhwen: | (For great ease of reading.) |
| AngeloState606: | *Smiles at the man in greeting* |
| Lithaladhwen: | I am... how do you say it... bored out of my immortal mind. And you two have been in Zea's thoughts recently. I thought I would come lay eyes on you myself. |
| AngeloState606: | In her thoughts, hmm? |
| Lithaladhwen: | *little tiny smile* |
| PapatymisonN: | ... I wasn't aware we were here for your amusement. |
| Lithaladhwen: | You are no less here for my amusement than Glykeria has been here for yours, from what I'm told, Master Quillan. |
| PapatymisonN: | Shall I juggle fire? Battle a lich? Stand on my head, maybe? |
| AngeloState606: | *cocks her head to the side* |
| AngeloState606: | *Grins* You understand things well, sir. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *covers her mouth with her hand and laughs* |
| Lithaladhwen: | *w* Here it comes. |
| AngeloState606: | *eyes Quillan darkly while still grinning* |
| Lithaladhwen: | I understand more than you do, Miss Glykeria. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Perhaps... in the interests of continued understanding... we ought to lay the proverbial cards on the table? |
| AngeloState606: | *Still looking at Quillan* Perhaps. But you'd be surprised what revelations can be brought by memory. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... excuse me? |
| Lithaladhwen: | *disembodied laughter* |
| Lithaladhwen: | Well. |
| AngeloState606: | Ah. Please do. |
| AngeloState606: | I'd be delighted to see them. |
| PapatymisonN: | IM: ... Zea's doing. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Our dear Master Quillan has had something of a lapse in his resolve, coming to you for a chat. It might be best for him if we free him from his dreary little web of... |
| Lithaladhwen: | ...clumsy machinations. |
| AngeloState606: | *Smiles and laughs heartily* |
| AngeloState606: | So THAT explains the pleasant greeting! Ah... |
| PapatymisonN: | ... I can see where this is going. |
| AngeloState606: | *clicks her tongue* |
| AngeloState606: | I knew I must have been missing something. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Machinations that, as you may or may not have deduced, originated in the depraved mind of my beloved sorceress. |
| PapatymisonN: | *heads to the lake* Drop the charge if you like, ghost. I'll not be at ground zero. |
| PapatymisonN: | *unties his skates and skates off* |
| AngeloState606: | *Eyes Quillan again with a look on her face as if she has a bad taste in her mouth. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *watches him* Mortal men. *tsks* |
| PapatymisonN: | IM: Bloody hell. This won't end well. |
| AngeloState606: | *looks over at Zea as well* |
| Lithaladhwen: | *smirks and waves, knowing damned well what John just told her* |
| PapatymisonN: | IM: >.< I AM GOING TO LOSE AN ALLY, GODSDAMMIT. |
| AngeloState606: | *To John* |
| AngeloState606: | Excuse me for a moment. |
| PapatymisonN: | IM: FUCK! |
| Lithaladhwen: | By all means, miss. |
| PapatymisonN: | (Increased fontsize in chat.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (That is going to come in handy.) |
| AngeloState606: | *Heads over to the beverage cart and orders a large cup of steaming hot cocoa; pays and then drinks from it* |
| AngeloState606: | *Floats over to Quillan* |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Charles, please don't abuse that or I'll just switch to YIM.) |
| AngeloState606: | *Eyes him with pitty* |
| Lithaladhwen: | (;_ |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Whoa! Awful awful!) |
| PapatymisonN: | (I won't.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (And yeah, it is.) |
| AngeloState606: | Oh, Quillan.... |
| PapatymisonN: | (*used it for the inflection only*) |
| PapatymisonN: | ... *skates to a stop* |
| PapatymisonN: | *turns his face away* Get it over with. e_e |
| AngeloState606: | *Then she smartly SPLASHES the hot contents of her cup onto his face* |
| Lithaladhwen: | *covers her face with both hands and her mouth drops in surprise* |
| AngeloState606: | *To Zea* Are you entertained yet? What else can I do to be your jester? |
| Lithaladhwen: | *lowers her hands and laughs* |
| PapatymisonN: | *spits out the bit on his lips, wipes off the stuff on his face with his scarf, and skates off* |
| Lithaladhwen: | Pretty little surfacio. |
| AngeloState606: | Don't talk to me as a friend. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *John's back!* |
| Lithaladhwen: | It was Zea's idea that you should know, and I do recall her attempting to warn you. From her recollection, it was at her impetus that you severed ties with Master Quillan. |
| PapatymisonN: | IM: Motherfucker... I cannot afford to lose allies! AT ALL! THIS IS NOT PART OF THE PLAN. |
| AngeloState606: | I wish to never speak to you again. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Big loss. You're just another girl, and he's just another guy. Perfect representations of the flaws of your species. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Sadly, you fit perfectly. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *sighs* |
| AngeloState606: | *Looks at Zea one more time with obvious fire in her eyes* |
| Lithaladhwen: | At least now you know. I certainly hope you won't make the same mistakes I did when I was as stupid as you are. |
| PapatymisonN: | *stands out in the middle of the ice, watching the repartee between the two girls...* e_e |
| AngeloState606: | Go play with someone else, cow. *spits on the ground* |
| AngeloState606: | *Stalks off* |
| Lithaladhwen: | Oh, how ladylike. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *snorts* |
| Lithaladhwen: | *shouts* There may be hope for you yet! |
| PapatymisonN: | *waits for Glykeria to be a fair distance away, then skates back to where Zea is sitting* |
| AngeloState606: | *Shoots a rude hand gesture her way* |
| Lithaladhwen: | *John vanishes, leaving behind an echoing chuckle* |
| PapatymisonN: | *his boots are under her bench, after all!* |
| Lithaladhwen: | *props her feet up on the bench and leans back to let him get them from underneath her* |
| PapatymisonN: | *treks over, and sits, removing his skates* |
| Lithaladhwen: | Still having fun now that you're playing someone else's game? |
| PapatymisonN: | Listen to me, Mazuo. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Or have you lost your taste for it yet. |
| PapatymisonN: | I have ONE THING to do in this life. |
| PapatymisonN: | ONE THING. |
| PapatymisonN: | And YOU are FUCKING with it. |
| PapatymisonN: | I DO NOT LIKE THAT. |
| Lithaladhwen: | ...So? |
| Lithaladhwen: | Convince me I care. |
| AngeloState606: | *Wanders back toward the market, cheeks flushed* |
| PapatymisonN: | It's SURPRISINGLY not about you. |
| PapatymisonN: | Just STAY out of my way or we WILL have a problem. |
| Lithaladhwen: | I don't have to help you or consider your needs. Do you consider anyone else's? |
| PapatymisonN: | This is more important foolish interpersonal relationships! |
| Lithaladhwen: | You're a selfish, shallow, manipulative typical man. Out for yourself and yourself only. You don't care who you hurt. Why should anyone care about you? |
| PapatymisonN: | THIS ISN'T ABOUT ME EITHER, YOU TWIT. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... |
| PapatymisonN: | I have someone I'm going to fight one day. I need power, and I need allies. |
| PapatymisonN: | Or else I stand NO chance. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *snort* |
| Lithaladhwen: | Then you'd better change your strategy, because yours sucks. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... what? You expect me to be Mr. Nice just because I can't fight my fight alone? |
| Lithaladhwen: | Let's put this another way. |
| Lithaladhwen: | If something happened to me, if I had a repeat of this spring when I was kidnapped by a bunch of murderous cultists who would have torn the aura right off me at the behest of one of my ghosts... |
| Lithaladhwen: | Would you really care? Would you have done a damn thing about it? |
| PapatymisonN: | ... if there were something in it for me. e_e |
| Lithaladhwen: | Precisely. |
| Lithaladhwen: | No loyalty. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Without loyalty, you've got no allies, no matter what you think. Because one day their agendas will conflict with yours and you won't be able to count on them. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... you're fucking annoying when you're relevant. e_e |
| Lithaladhwen: | I don't care if I annoy you. You're no mercenary. You've got a personal cause and you think other people will give a damn. You think they'll be your "allies." Friends, even. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Friendship is a vestigial word for a feeling you've clearly never felt. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Figure that out before you start factoring people into your grand schemes. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Cripes. |
| PapatymisonN: | *grumbles and stews...* e_e |
| AngeloState606: | (Fuckin' A it's cold in here!) |
| Lithaladhwen: | *snorts* |
| AngeloState606: | (*going to turn the heater on*) |
| PapatymisonN: | (*has dirty thoughts* <.< |
| Lithaladhwen: | What in the nine hells of Baator is your problem? You're getting worked up about this, aren't you? |
| AngeloState606: | (...Cha. You're such a dude. *laughs*) |
| PapatymisonN: | ... I'm bad at admitting others are... |
| PapatymisonN: | Correct. e.e |
| Lithaladhwen: | *blinks* |
| Lithaladhwen: | Uh huh. |
| Lithaladhwen: | If you cared you'd have fixed it already. But I think the point is that you don't. Perhaps you should formulate plans that don't hinge on people wanting to help you. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... ... *has a thought* |
| PapatymisonN: | You may have something there. |
| AngeloState606: | *In the crowd of people, spots a familiar face and her heart jumps* |
| PapatymisonN: | (*and all of a sudden, the guards cut down Mr. and Mrs. Aurelius in a rage*) |
| Lithaladhwen: | *That man is there again, standing behind Zea with one hand on her shoulder, looking at Quillan placidly over his mistress' head.* |
| AngeloState606: | *A tall man with long white hair crosses the path in front of her, turning into an alley-way* |
| PapatymisonN: | *looks at John* You owe me a sweater and a scarf. Or at the least, the cost of the cleaning bill. |
| PapatymisonN: | I sincerely hope you have money. |
| AngeloState606: | *She shoves through a group of people in pursuit, but is disappointed to find the alley-way empty; she begins to walk down it anyway looking around for him* |
| PapatymisonN: | (... Glykeria's chasing after Ukitake!) |
| Lithaladhwen: | I do not carry money, as I am somewhat...corporeally-challenged. Call your clothing the price of your clumsiness. |
| Arch mage144: | (Ukitake...bug?) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Ukitake! Bless him!) |
| Lithaladhwen: | John. That's not nice. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Dearest? Nice? *smiles* |
| PapatymisonN: | IM: I may find a way to corporealize him just so he can work to get my money back. |
| PapatymisonN: | Indeed. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Yeah, okay, whatever. Carry on. |
| PapatymisonN: | To expect this one to be nice is to expect a tiger not to kill. |
| Lithaladhwen: | My best efforts are generally sadly unappreciated. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Can you not coerce allies to your side? |
| Lithaladhwen: | You clearly are unable of giving the sort of loyalty you demand. Perhaps coercion is your only option. |
| Lithaladhwen: | John, that's enough. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... we shall see. |
| AngeloState606: | *She follows the alley-way out to another main street and turns hoping to find her way back to the market where her parents were* |
| Lithaladhwen: | I only attempt to assist. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Not with him, you don't. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Ah, my love. You see right through me. And after all your hard work to the contrary. |
| PapatymisonN: | Mm. Unless you can cross the veil over into corporeality, I can't see you being of much use... |
| AngeloState606: | *Finds herself in a clearing overlooking the frozen lake* |
| Lithaladhwen: | *waves him off* |
| PapatymisonN: | Past making my life rotten. |
| AngeloState606: | *Curses violently, but knows where she is now, so knows which way to go to get back to her parents* |
| Lithaladhwen: | John's abilities are not a topic of discussion. |
| PapatymisonN: | A shame. He does seem... intriguing, to say the least. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Che. I can tell you he's biased in favor of coercion, and I can tell you that you'd best consider carefully whether you really want him advising you. |
| PapatymisonN: | I'll give it serious thought. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Hm. He doesn't need to know that, Zea. |
| Lithaladhwen: | I didn't say anything, did I? And I hope I won't have to. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *disappears* |
| Lithaladhwen: | *Quillan's left alone with Zea again* |
| Lithaladhwen: | Well, that was cute. |
| PapatymisonN: | Like a bloody rabbit cuddling a baby |
| PapatymisonN: | . |
| AngeloState606: | (*Trying to figure out how to get back into this*) |
| Lithaladhwen: | That's John for you. |
| AngeloState606: | (*Lightbulb goes off!*) |
| Lithaladhwen: | I don't care what you do, but I do care when John takes an interest. Watch yourself. |
| Lithaladhwen: | He's more dangerous than I am. |
| AngeloState606: | *Trotting down the clearing to the lake is a young-man of 18 with black hair and a fit physique* |
| PapatymisonN: | If I have my way... |
| AngeloState606: | Heya Quillan! |
| AngeloState606: | *waves a hand over his head* |
| PapatymisonN: | I'll - GK. e_e |
| AngeloState606: | *Sees Zea* |
| PapatymisonN: | ... Hello, Dolan... e_e |
| AngeloState606: | Ah!! Miss Zea. We meet again. *smiles* |
| Lithaladhwen: | Hey there. *smiles back* How have you been? |
| AngeloState606: | *Looks at Quillan's drenched scarf, etc.* |
| AngeloState606: | What happened to you? *gives a friendly slap on the shoulder* |
| Lithaladhwen: | *rapidly* He had a run-in with a former lady-friend of his. Poor thing. But he'll recover, I'm sure. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... *looks at Zea* Are you certain you're not a mazoku? |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: How interesting. They seem to have been raised together, but their demeanors are very different. One inherited the social skills and another the -- |
| AngeloState606: | *Raises an eyebrow* Lady friend, eh?? |
| Lithaladhwen: | I am certain. Succubus and human. |
| AngeloState606: | HA! |
| Lithaladhwen: | I can verify it. |
| AngeloState606: | When are we gonna meet her? *another guy-punch on the shoulder* |
| PapatymisonN: | I believe you. |
| PapatymisonN: | Never. |
| PapatymisonN: | *to Dolan* |
| Lithaladhwen: | The two of them seem to be... *smirk* 'on terms' right now. |
| AngeloState606: | Aww, come on, Quill. Why are you hiding her? |
| AngeloState606: | Terms? |
| PapatymisonN: | Because we broke up 3 weeks ago, you idiot! e_e |
| Lithaladhwen: | *laughs* |
| AngeloState606: | Oh. *looks at him again and laughs as if he just realized something* |
| Lithaladhwen: | So how have you been, Dolan? I haven't seen you in a while. Been busy? |
| PapatymisonN: | Yes, Dolan. Let the idea sink in. It make take a few days. e_e |
| AngeloState606: | You must've been a right foul bastard to her for her to want to splash her drink on ya. |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: Small talk. Kill me now. |
| AngeloState606: | What'd you do? |
| PapatymisonN: | ... I listened to HER. *thumbs a thumb at Zea* |
| Lithaladhwen: | *smirk* Women are evil conniving creatures. Never trust us. |
| AngeloState606: | *Looks over at Zea* Uh, alright. |
| Lithaladhwen: | But look at Quillan still sitting here next to me. Sucker for punishment, huh? |
| AngeloState606: | Quillan, if you were stupid enough to do something STUPIDER...no one to blame but yourself. |
| AngeloState606: | *Shoves his hands in his pockets* |
| AngeloState606: | Blimey it's cold. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... Dolan calling me stupid. o.o |
| PapatymisonN: | It's like water telling me I'm wet. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *suppresses a chuckle* |
| Lithaladhwen: | Testy tonight. Goodness. I'm glad I was an only child. |
| PapatymisonN: | Oh what, oh what could have POSSIBLY set me into a bad mood, hmm? |
| AngeloState606: | *Looks at Quillan and Zea* |
| Lithaladhwen: | *laughs* |
| Lithaladhwen: | Women. |
| PapatymisonN: | Yes. I'll have to stick to a strict regimen of bedding them only. |
| AngeloState606: | Right then. I'll just, uh, catch ya later, Quill. |
| PapatymisonN: | If I'm unlucky, Dolan. e_e |
| AngeloState606: | *Almost starts to walk off but practically skids* |
| AngeloState606: | BEDDING them? |
| Lithaladhwen: | Oh, here it comes. |
| PapatymisonN: | Yes, Dolan. |
| PapatymisonN: | Bedding them. |
| PapatymisonN: | SEX-U-AL IN-TER-COURSE. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *shakes her head and smirks* |
| AngeloState606: | Oh, Quillan. Didja love her and leave her? |
| PapatymisonN: | ... I love you, brother. Now LEAVE. e_e |
| Lithaladhwen: | *doesn't laugh* |
| Lithaladhwen: | *doesn't even come close* |
| Lithaladhwen: | *but she comes close to close* |
| AngeloState606: | *shakes his head and mumbles* Momma would be so ashamed...*walks away hanging his head* |
| PapatymisonN: | *rolls his eyes* I shed a tear... e_e |
| Lithaladhwen: | Every time I think I understand you people, I am confused anew. Congratulations on being a continued source of absolute mystification. |
| PapatymisonN: | Oh, it's just me. The rest of the world is even more predictable. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Oh, not you specifically. You're a pretty familiar breed. |
| Lithaladhwen: | I meant "you" as in "people on the surface." |
| Lithaladhwen: | Totally different game up here. One with the same damn rules, but nobody knows what they are. |
| AngeloState606: | IM: How dare he make such a fool of me. |
| AngeloState606: | IM: The bloody coward. |
| PapatymisonN: | So tell me these rules, then. |
| AngeloState606: | IM: I do believe that I have more that needs to be said...or done. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Nobody gives a damn about anyone else. Assume this is the case until it's proven otherwise. Everyone just wants to take care of things for himself. You're an idiot for thinking anyone will care enough to want to help you. |
| AngeloState606: | *Turns abruptly and heads back down toward the lake* |
| Lithaladhwen: | Glykeria was an idiot for thinking you could give a damn about her either. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... I'll give you that. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Hopefully you both know rule number one. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Rule two is never mix sex and affection. It goes badly. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Rule three is that all rules are negotiable because you're going to die someday and you'll be wrong at least a few times in the interim no matter how many rules you make. *smirk* |
| PapatymisonN: | *puts his finger to his lips, gets a vacant stare as his head tilts slowly sideways* Wow, demons are the smartest people I know... o.o |
| AngeloState606: | *Enter Glykeria in all her pissed off glory* |
| Lithaladhwen: | ....You hang out with your sweet brother too much. |
| Lithaladhwen: | You've forgotten that you're an asshole and that this is normal. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... yes, Glykeria? |
| Lithaladhwen: | I'm sure it's my turn this time. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... that was selfish of me. Sorry. |
| AngeloState606: | *eyes Zea with distaste* No. |
| AngeloState606: | *To Quill* A private audience, if you please. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Oh, my. |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: At least this seems to be doing her some good. Girl finally grew a pair. |
| PapatymisonN: | *has his boots on by now* Is it entirely necessary? |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: It's so weird to be outside the situation this time. |
| AngeloState606: | *Snarls* Yes. |
| PapatymisonN: | *sighs* |
| PapatymisonN: | Lead the way, then. |
| AngeloState606: | *Off she goes, a good 30 or so feet away from where they previously were* |
| PapatymisonN: | *w2Zea* Watch my things. Or if not, sell them and cut me in for the profits. |
| PapatymisonN: | *goes* |
| PapatymisonN: | ... get it over with, Glykeria. |
| AngeloState606: | *stands waiting for him, tapping her foot* |
| PapatymisonN: | Whatever horrid revenge you have planned, do it fast. Please. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *lays back on the bench, looking up at the stars and waiting for her new pet surfaci to come back* |
| AngeloState606: | *She pulls the white fur cap off of her head* |
| AngeloState606: | I see that you're allowing yourself to be fed all sorts of nonsense. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... o.O Elaborate. |
| AngeloState606: | She's dug her fingers into your brain once before; I would not doubt that she would do it again. |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Good girl, Glykeria.) |
| AngeloState606: | You're a fool if you take her "advice" as friendly. |
| PapatymisonN: | IM: ... o.o This may be workable. |
| PapatymisonN: | IM: My it's good to be pretty. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... ... you may have something. |
| AngeloState606: | So you want a friendship? Not only do I disbelieve the sincerity of your wish, but I, amazingly enough, may be inclined to accept. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... I assume you're about to state terms. |
| AngeloState606: | No. Terms are pending. |
| AngeloState606: | You will wait for terms until we return to Gunnir. |
| AngeloState606: | I do ask one thing: why? |
| PapatymisonN: | ... ... |
| PapatymisonN: | I needed you. |
| AngeloState606: | And be honest. *it really does look like she could shoot rays of fire out of her eyes at any second* |
| AngeloState606: | For what? |
| PapatymisonN: | ... *hates revealing facades* |
| PapatymisonN: | Your crush was making you lose focus. |
| PapatymisonN: | I thought if I indulged it... you would regain clarity. |
| AngeloState606: | *narrows her eyes, but her face lowers in sadness* |
| PapatymisonN: | *looks her right in those fiery eyes* I was right, wasn't I? |
| AngeloState606: | This is a fact. I cannot deny it. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... you shouldn't need a ... fulfilled fantasy to realize your true potential, Glykeria. |
| PapatymisonN: | You should need yourself alone. |
| AngeloState606: | I agree. And I know that now. *sounds terribly bitter* |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Zea: Ha! See? You morons! I was right!) |
| PapatymisonN: | Good. Don't beat yourself up about it. Wasted energy. |
| AngeloState606: | (She may have a different attitude about it if she hadn't been tricked into losing it to him) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Maybe!) |
| AngeloState606: | I do have one term for you: You will be honest with me from this point onward. I will not tollerate silly games or fakeness. |
| PapatymisonN: | (See? Sex is excellent for teaching valuable lessons!) |
| PapatymisonN: | Fine. I shall see about having a Veritaserum gland installed. |
| AngeloState606: | *narrows her eyes again* Don't tempt me. |
| AngeloState606: | But, for starters... |
| AngeloState606: | *punches him in the gut* |
| AngeloState606: | Tell me... |
| PapatymisonN: | *coughs slightly* o.< |
| AngeloState606: | How do you feel? |
| PapatymisonN: | That hurt. |
| PapatymisonN: | IM: Object lesson. |
| AngeloState606: | How bad did it hurt? |
| PapatymisonN: | A five or so... |
| AngeloState606: | Alright. |
| AngeloState606: | *punches him in the eye* |
| AngeloState606: | *harder* |
| Lithaladhwen: | (This is awesome.) |
| AngeloState606: | How bad did that hurt? |
| PapatymisonN: | GAH... |
| Lithaladhwen: | *Zea continues to gaze up at the stars, oblivious to her asshole acquaintance's suffering* |
| PapatymisonN: | e.o |
| AngeloState606: | Honesty, Mr. Rose, honesty. |
| PapatymisonN: | That was an eight... and I understand. |
| AngeloState606: | *smiles and pats him on the shoulder* |
| PapatymisonN: | You're making me feel as bad as you felt, right? |
| AngeloState606: | I'll let you ponder that. Now. The hour is late; my parents are expecting me for dinner. |
| AngeloState606: | Goodbye. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... enjoy the rest of your break... |
| PapatymisonN: | ... OW.... |
| AngeloState606: | *Walks away and dissapears into the crows of the city* |
| PapatymisonN: | *picks up some snow, packs it in his scarf, and puts it on his eye* |
| PapatymisonN: | *lands back on the bench with Zea* |
| Lithaladhwen: | *sits up and looks over toward him* What the hell? She slug you in the face? |
| PapatymisonN: | Mm. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *snrk* I see. |
| Lithaladhwen: | She'll be all right. |
| PapatymisonN: | She needed to make me feel as bad on the outside as she did on the inside, I suppose... |
| PapatymisonN: | Now, remind me... |
| PapatymisonN: | What were you saying about my inability to garner loyalty? |
| Lithaladhwen: | Nothing world-shattering. You're a prick. This came as a shock to you? |
| AngeloState606: | (I gotta lurk for a bit) |
| AngeloState606: | (I'll try to come back) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Okay.) |
| PapatymisonN: | *pulls away his scarf* (Kay.) |
| PapatymisonN: | You see this eye? |
| Lithaladhwen: | Yup. She's got good aim. |
| PapatymisonN: | It shows she wants to settle things. Even accounts... |
| Lithaladhwen: | Make nice? |
| PapatymisonN: | So she can TRUST me again. |
| PapatymisonN: | *puts it back on* |
| Lithaladhwen: | *sighs* |
| Lithaladhwen: | You have fun with that. |
| PapatymisonN: | I'll see what I can do. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *laughs to herself* |
| Lithaladhwen: | Fuck, Quillan. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *laughs harder* |
| PapatymisonN: | You see? NOW I amuse you. |
| PapatymisonN: | I'm a bloody vampiric jester, I'm so entertaining... |
| Lithaladhwen: | You just have fun making nice with Glykeria. I hope she's learned enough that your games don't work anymore. |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Vampire jesters!) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Hurrah!) |
| PapatymisonN: | (Indeed.) |
| PapatymisonN: | The best games, my dear Zea, are the ones you DON'T play. |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: What the hell have I told him that's so revolutionary? He's a prick. People do not like him. They have no reason to help him if they do not like him. |
| Lithaladhwen: | I'm not your "dear" anything. And I certainly hope that you believe that. |
| PapatymisonN: | Oh, so what? You DON'T have antlers and hoofed feet? |
| Lithaladhwen: | *smirk* No. Only John calls me that. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Are you done screwing with her head? Otherwise, someday Glykeria's going to be just. Like. Me. And what ever will you do then? |
| PapatymisonN: | Oh, I'm done screwing with her head. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Then there'll be two of us, and one will have fucked you. |
| PapatymisonN: | I really am endeavouring to stop my father and save Doma from his evil. |
| PapatymisonN: | That alone should garner me points. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Why? Are you really so altruistic? |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: Oh, great. And he has father issues, too. |
| PapatymisonN: | *removes the pack* Well, he IS a sadistic fuck who deserves to die before he messes with the planet... |
| PapatymisonN: | But really, I just want to present his half-dead body to my mother so she can run him through. |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: That explains all of this. He needs to beat him at his own game or some shit. Lovely. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Cute. |
| PapatymisonN: | Thanks. I'll make a poster. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *shrug* Have fun with your mission. Maybe by the time you're up for killing him, you'll actually be worth helping. Maybe then you'll have some allies. |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: He's such a prick, in the bad way. I mean, people complain about James! |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: At least James has some notion of the worth of other living beings. At least, the ones he likes. |
| PapatymisonN: | The caption "Hang in there, baby, Numius is comin'", or something... |
| PapatymisonN: | ... and I doubt it. |
| PapatymisonN: | I had a caring mother, TWO caring fathers, and two brothers, all of whom loved me and dumped affection on me. |
| PapatymisonN: | And I still turned out like this. |
| PapatymisonN: | I'm fairly sure I'm not going to change. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Then maybe.... *pointed eye contact* ...affection isn't what you need. Why the hell do you sit and talk to me? |
| Lithaladhwen: | I do nothing but tell you why you're an asshole. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... you're not an idiot. |
| PapatymisonN: | It's rare. |
| Lithaladhwen: | ...Uh huh. It can't possibly be. You're a lying wanna-be manipulator who can't even pass a class without roping some dumb girl into helping him. I find it hard to believe you've never noticed. |
| Lithaladhwen: | You're a jerk. People don't like you. |
| Lithaladhwen: | And no one said anything? |
| PapatymisonN: | Go figure. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *shrug* |
| PapatymisonN: | I guess they all hoped I'd just... have this MAGICAL change and be nice. |
| PapatymisonN: | *shrug* Hasn't happened yet. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *shrugs again* Does it really bother you that much? Being a total cock all the time? |
| AngeloState606: | (Does G really come off that stupid?) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Zea has a problem with girls who are easily manipulated.) |
| PapatymisonN: | I keep thinking it will. |
| Lithaladhwen: | (More of a problem than most people.) |
| PapatymisonN: | But... I'm far too focused on what I have to do to care. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... In general, I should think. |
| AngeloState606: | (Ah. Gotcha.) |
| PapatymisonN: | Just because an asshole has to save the world doesn't mean the world needs saving any less. |
| PapatymisonN: | (*coughsquallcough*) |
| Lithaladhwen: | Well, sure. Just quit pretending you're not an asshole. |
| Lithaladhwen: | I mean, my roommate is kind of a jerk sometimes. But he's not phony about it. So it's hard to criticize. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... wow. He must be downright nice, then. I get prick, and he gets "kind of a jerk". |
| PapatymisonN: | Does he have feathery white wings? |
| Lithaladhwen: | No. He's a demon. |
| PapatymisonN: | Ah. Leathery black, then. Gotcha. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Blue dragonfly wings. |
| Lithaladhwen: | My mother has the black wings. |
| PapatymisonN: | (Brian, if you can see this, Quillan and James should get drunk together sometimes.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (That would be hilarious.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | James is... not a bad guy. He just doesn't pretend he cares about things that are irrelevant to him, and he doesn't pretend to care about people who are irrelevant to him. |
| PapatymisonN: | Ah. ... and where are yours? |
| Lithaladhwen: | I'm three-quarters human. I take after my dad. |
| PapatymisonN: | *nods* |
| PapatymisonN: | But, yes... I'm... the manipulative side may be in my blood, I think. |
| PapatymisonN: | I hear Father dear holds quite the silver tongue. |
| Lithaladhwen: | His tongue is not my problem. It's only yours if you're going to get all worked up about it. |
| Lithaladhwen: | You complain about things a lot, you know that? |
| Lithaladhwen: | You sit and you bitch about how you can't do this or you're incapable of that, but if you cared you'd do something. |
| Lithaladhwen: | That's really annoying. |
| PapatymisonN: | It's not as if I'm sitting on my hands, waiting for some miracle from the sky to help me. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *waves him off* |
| PapatymisonN: | I WANT to do it, is the problem. I CAN'T WAIT for the opportunity. |
| Lithaladhwen: | You're a jerk. Accept it or change it. |
| PapatymisonN: | I'll let you know. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *makes little talk-talk flappy hand gestures* Whatever. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Jerks are all jerks, but they're not all the same. For example, the difference between you and James is that James sometimes decides he cares about people. |
| Lithaladhwen: | That's why he saved my life and you wouldn't. That's why he's living in my house and you aren't. |
| Lithaladhwen: | It's why he's my friend, and you're just some guy who keeps running to me to get reamed. |
| PapatymisonN: | And how does he decide he cares about certain things? Is there a hat filled with names somewhere? |
| Lithaladhwen: | What the shit? You are not asking me that. |
| Lithaladhwen: | "Zea! Tell me how to care!" |
| Lithaladhwen: | Do you, like... hang out with the goth kids? |
| PapatymisonN: | ... they rejected me for being too much of an ass. *smirks* |
| Lithaladhwen: | Right. |
| PapatymisonN: | *sighs* Look, I don't care about much. |
| PapatymisonN: | I care about my mother. I care about my mission. That about sums it up. |
| PapatymisonN: | Until tonight, I was in complete assurance no more than that was needed. |
| Lithaladhwen: | .... |
| PapatymisonN: | And even now my faith has only SLIGHTLY shaken. |
| PapatymisonN: | Past that... *shrug* I don't know what to tell you. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Why do you think you need to tell me anything? Why do you keep coming to me and justifying yourself to me? |
| PapatymisonN: | Again, you're not an idiot. You actually SPEAK TO ME HONESTLY, instead of... expecting something of me. |
| PapatymisonN: | Love, or assurance, or a change in my demeanor. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Why does that matter? Why do you care what I expect of you? Why the hell do you even have any opinion about me at all? |
| Lithaladhwen: | What the hell business am I of yours? Unless you're accidentally deciding you -gasp- like another person. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Which would just be awful. |
| PapatymisonN: | I'm saying you DON'T expect anything of me. You could care less what I do. Gives you a clarity. |
| PapatymisonN: | I don't get many people who don't WANT anything of me. |
| Lithaladhwen: | So? I'm going to push this point because you're being oblivious. |
| Lithaladhwen: | You would not care what I thought or didn't think if you were as bad about caring as you really really want to be. |
| Lithaladhwen: | You come get bitched at because you like it. I don't claim to know why. |
| Lithaladhwen: | But you like me bitching at you! That's really weird! |
| PapatymisonN: | ... you haven't gotten that NO ONE has ever "bitched" at me before, right? |
| PapatymisonN: | That people... mollycoddle me... like I'm a damn TOY? |
| PapatymisonN: | A pawn? |
| Lithaladhwen: | *sputters in total incoherence* Just---just-- I... whatever. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... you're... like the first mirror I've ever seen. |
| PapatymisonN: | Like I'm seeing my own face for the first time. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *stares at him like his hair has turned to mushrooms* What? |
| PapatymisonN: | Yes, fine, it's an UGLY face, but it's MY face dammit, and I DESERVE to see it after so long. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... I'd rather be bitched at than tacitly lied to. |
| AngeloState606: | (Especially with that swelling eyeball *snicker*) |
| Lithaladhwen: | *blinks a few times* Uh huh. Okay. Your apparent desire for being yelled at is coloring your ideas of friendship. You do realize that I'm the closest thing to a friend you probably have? |
| Lithaladhwen: | And I don't like you. |
| PapatymisonN: | My guess is this is about as good as it's going to get. |
| Lithaladhwen: | ...Whatever. Glad you're happy. I think. |
| PapatymisonN: | Yeah, I'm not sure either... |
| AngeloState606: | (It sounds like he's not gonna accept G's offer) |
| AngeloState606: | (*snicker*) |
| PapatymisonN: | (... oh. Kay.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (Quill: *HUG* THANKS FOR LISTENIN', BUDDY! ^_^) |
| Lithaladhwen: | You just--uh... I don't know. I can't solve your fucking problems. |
| Lithaladhwen: | And you have them. |
| PapatymisonN: | Never asked. Don't think they can be, anyways. |
| PapatymisonN: | Which is probably another problem. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... ugh. Taxing day. Intoxication? *offering* |
| Lithaladhwen: | You think weird things. *stands up* |
| PapatymisonN: | *stands too* |
| Lithaladhwen: | I don't think so. I think I need to go home. Been gone a while and James gets bored. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *scratches her head* He worries sometimes, too. |
| Lithaladhwen: | So I'm going to quit yelling at you and go eat some dinner. |
| PapatymisonN: | Oh, care and WORRY too... are you sure those aren't feathery wings? |
| Lithaladhwen: | This should just be an indication of the magnitude of your dickery. You outdicked an incubus, which is... *smirk* ...no small task. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *grabs her scythe* |
| AngeloState606: | (Should G be ever so conveniently browsing away at Annie's shoppe?) |
| PapatymisonN: | ... till later, I suppose. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Yeah, sure. Maybe. *heads off* |
| Lithaladhwen: | </Zea> |
| PapatymisonN: | (Uh... only if Ashley brings a character, too.) |
| AngeloState606: | (Or is it wrapping up?) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Zea was done with that conversation.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (I don't know that Hideki would have much reason to hang out with Glykeria or Annie or Quillan.) |
| Idran1701: | (*delurks* You know, going from just this session, 2nd Gen kind of reminds me of Seinfeld.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (Quillan: She was a stickler for a tickler.) |
| AngeloState606: | (Hmm...I'm not seeing it.) |
| Idran1701: | (It's nice to watch, but I can't imagine ever trying to actually speak with anyone without wanting to punch them.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Ha!) |
| AngeloState606: | (*Laugh*) |
| AngeloState606: | (Great point.) |
| Idran1701: | (Except maybe Quill's brother.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Zea is not generally this much of a heinous bitch. It's something she generally reserves for Quillan because she hates him.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (... you may have something there..) |
| AngeloState606: | (Yeah; and Glykeria is a woman-scorned. She feels the need to dish out some punishment.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (... Quillan's the ass he always is.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Zea's glad she has some balls now. She's less disgusting that way. I mean, before she needed a huge JTT-style poster of Quillan in her room over her bed.) |
| Idran1701: | (Heh.) |
| Idran1701: | (And to be fair, I'm also including what she described of James here. But I'm one of those people that has to be nice to/empathetic towards everyone. *shrug*) |
| PapatymisonN: | (So am I. Quillan's a great character, but he's SUCH AN ASS.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Yeah, these characters are mean. Solis and Sorune are really nice people, and Zea considers them actual friends.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Pure is also nice, when Lex plays her.) |
| Idran1701: | (Solis and Sorune are in this? I thought they were 1st gen characters?) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Solis is about thirty in second gen. He was in Blandly Titled.) |
| AngeloState606: | (It'll be refreshing again when G gets to punch Q, because I'm sure it will be needed.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (He and Sorune and James had to go save Zea's ass.) |
| Idran1701: | (Huh. Is he in 1st gen as a kid, maybe? Because I was sure I remembered someone called that in 1st.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Yes, he is.) |
| Idran1701: | (That must be it, then.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (He's Damian Smith's adopted little brother. Also a friend of Joss's.) |
| Idran1701: | (Ah, right, that's it, the Damian connection.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Zea=Quinn+Zeke. Lotta hope there for a sweet and innocent teen.) |
| Idran1701: | (Heh.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (And if you were reading, Quillan's father wants to take over the world... or something.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (Genes, baby. Genes.) |
| Idran1701: | (Oh, yes, I was. If I'm lurking in an RP, you can be assured I'm reading it. :D) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (That's really entertaining.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Anyway, is RP going to continue or no?) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (We've been chatting OOC for a while.) |
| Idran1701: | (Well, as I see it, why lurk if you're not going to follow along?) |
| AngeloState606: | (I'm up for it if y'all are.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (Yes, let's exit parentheses...) |
| PapatymisonN: | (My RP fix has been sated.) |
| PapatymisonN: | </rp> |
| Lithaladhwen: | </RP> |
| AngeloState606: | Okeedokee. |
| Lithaladhwen: | There. Font. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... son of... |
| AngeloState606: | Didja see G's updated page and check out the growth-spurted hotness. |
| Lithaladhwen: | No, I didn't. |
| AngeloState606: | *snicker* |
| Lithaladhwen: | Looks like she straightened her hair. |
| PapatymisonN: | There we go. |
| PapatymisonN: | I think. |
| PapatymisonN: | For some reason, it wanted to revert back to Papyrus... |
| AngeloState606: | Yep. Found a way to make it less poof. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Prestidigitation, y'all. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Xevan uses it to make his hair look nice. |
| AngeloState606: | Antidisestablishmentarianism. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Prestidigitation. |
| PapatymisonN: | Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious. |
| Lithaladhwen: | It means 'slight of hand' if I recall. |
| Idran1701: | Yep. |
| AngeloState606: | Fun stuff. |
| Lithaladhwen: | It's just a minor cantrippy thing. |
| AngeloState606: | Plus: I'm sure she has some scary stretch marks...*shudder* |
| AngeloState606: | I remember those days... |
| AngeloState606: | Stoopid boobs. |
| PapatymisonN: | *gives Glykeria stretch mark cream and an adamantium spine* She'll be fine. |
| AngeloState606: | G: Uh...thanks. *mumbles*ass hole. |
| AngeloState606: | I gotta go, y'all. |
| PapatymisonN: | Sleep well, Tara. |
| Idran1701: | Night, Tara. |
| AngeloState606: | It was fun! Putting the smack-down on Quill, that is. |
| AngeloState606: | *evil laugh* |
| AngeloState606: | Nighto! |
| Idran1701: | Heh. |
| Lithaladhwen: | So what exactly was Glykeria's purpose before Quillan and Zea turned her into a bitter but cute minibitch? |
| Lithaladhwen: | I mean, did she have a part in the big ol' Koravel thing? |
| PapatymisonN: | Honestly? She was set out from the start with her crush on Quillan. |
| PapatymisonN: | Quillan just wants to drag anyone he deems slightly competent into this Korry thing. |
| Lithaladhwen: | I see. Well, I'll be amused to see how he gets Zea on board. |
| Idran1701: | Heh. That's not too far from Idran and Vani. Though he's being slightly less manipulative about it. |
| PapatymisonN: | Idran had a crush on Vaniyakna? o.O |
| Idran1701: | ...No. |
| Idran1701: | Quill and Koravel. |
| Idran1701: | Is like Idran and Vani. |
| PapatymisonN: | OH... right, of course. |
| Idran1701: | With the "drag anyone in" part. |
| PapatymisonN: | He'd LOVE an army, but he'll do with a small strike force. |
| Idran1701: | Oh, hey, Kai, random topic: where'd you say you knew Caroline from, again? |
| Lithaladhwen: | I met her on a weblog I was a member of back in ...2003. |
| Idran1701: | Ah. *nod* |
| PapatymisonN: | I wish to RP with her more. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Do you have her on your buddy list? |
| Idran1701: | *nod* |
| Idran1701: | Cha: Yeah, she's pretty good at it, I'd say. I've been doing a one-on-one session with her recently, a continuation of the session from the other night. Been going pretty well. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Have you really? |
| Lithaladhwen: | Awesome! |
| Idran1701: | Yeah. Never done paragraph-style RPing, but decided to go with it since she's more used to that format. |
| PapatymisonN: | *coughcybercoughcough* MAN, gotta take a Halls... |
| Idran1701: | Anyway, she seems friendly enough too. Hopefully she'll stick around. |
| PapatymisonN: | New blood = good. |
| Idran1701: | Indeed. |
| Lithaladhwen: | I like paragraph-style. It's new to me, as I've only really chat RPed on RPGWW and the way we do it feels "natural" to me. It's cool to see other ways. |
| Idran1701: | *nod* |
| Lithaladhwen: | I'm actually lurking in a para RP using the Exalted system right now. |
| Idran1701: | It's definitely helping me to work more on my descriptions. |
| Idran1701: | Oh? Neat, I hear Exalted's a nifty system. |
| Lithaladhwen: | I've heard good things, and it looks like it works really well for them. |
| Idran1701: | *nod* |
| PapatymisonN: | *needs to get out of his confined RP space, as well* |
| Idran1701: | Seems to work a lot better in IM than chat, though, since you get more space to type. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Definitely. |
| Idran1701: | Still, though, like I said, it's seems to be a good way to improve my descriptive abilities, which I'm definitely appreciating. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *nod* |
| PapatymisonN: | *will DEFINITELY have to try* It'd be like board RPing, but live. |
| Idran1701: | Indeed! |
| Lithaladhwen: | Actually, it's why I'm considering the MUSH. |
| Lithaladhwen: | We have one already and nobody uses it. |
| Idran1701: | ...Huh. True! |
| Idran1701: | I never did go into trying to flesh out Kohlingen through it, like I was planning. |
| Idran1701: | I'll have to look into that myself. |
| Lithaladhwen: | I need to learn how to use that fucking thing. It seems so daunting. |
| Lithaladhwen: | But I know I'll like it. |
| Lithaladhwen: | If I were smart I'd run T&M there. |
| Idran1701: | I could look over it and help you through it, Kai. Can't be more difficult than any other programming/scripting language. |
| Idran1701: | T&M? |
| Lithaladhwen: | Thought & Memory. |
| Idran1701: | Ah, right. |
| Lithaladhwen: | And I just need to learn basic MUSH commands, since I've never used one before. |
| Arch mage144: | I'd be glad to help you with that if you wanted to run it on the MUSH. |
| Lithaladhwen: | YAY |
| PapatymisonN: | ... ooh. Neat. |
| PapatymisonN: | I'm so in. |
| Idran1701: | Oh, you say yay to your boyfriend about helping, but not to me? What, he's more important or something? >: |
| PapatymisonN: | ... dude. YEAH. |
| Arch mage144: | XD |
| Arch mage144: | I can do stuff you can't, Idran. |
| Idran1701: | Won't, Brian. Not can't. |
| Idran1701: | Unless you mean something else. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Oh, well. There is that. |
| Lithaladhwen: | But Brian is here at my disposal and can walk me through it when I get all bitchy and irritated with this newfangled electrobullshit. |
| Idran1701: | Heh, fair enough. |
| Lithaladhwen: | I'm so bad about learning new technological things; I really need to work on that. |
| Lithaladhwen: | The moment some tech thing doesn't work I get really pissy. |
| Idran1701: | Oh, no, being good at learning tech stuff doesn't help with that. |
| Idran1701: | It just means you have more options to fail before you want to smash it. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Heh. |