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OMG Dirty: ?
Arch mage144 has entered the room.
Female Pretense has entered the room.
Arch mage144: (Uh huh.)
Papa Tymisonn: (RPing, if you're so inclined.
Lithaladhwen: (AH hahaha!)
OMG Dirty: (the hell is all this?)
TheWaiChibiAngel has entered the room.
OMG Dirty: (AND WHY SO LATE WHEN I HAVE MATHS HOMEWORK AND SLEEPING TO DO.)
Arch mage144: (I might when I finish my homework)
OMG Dirty: (BASTARDS THE LOT OF YA.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (SAYS YOU)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (OW LAG)
OMG Dirty: (so says communist steve.)
Papa Tymisonn: (I accidentally made Ash bug me to make RP.)
Lithaladhwen: (Either that or post to existing RPs. I'm not really all that picky.)
OMG Dirty: (sorry. Lex is out. I need to get ready for brian's arrival in two days.)
Papa Tymisonn: (... so, you're going to clean with the zeal of a meth addict?)
OMG Dirty: (......Yeah pretty much.)
OMG Dirty: (I've been jonesing for a mad cleaning spree.)
OMG Dirty: (peace out.)
OMG Dirty has left the room.
Papa Tymisonn: (So, anyone else in for RPage?)
Lithaladhwen: (I'll go for whatever's up. If there's RP, I'm there. If not, I'll drag someone back to the board.)
Papa Tymisonn: (Anybody else in?_
TheWaiChibiAngel: (Perhaps.)
Besyanteo: (yeah, just sorting some thigns out)
Papa Tymisonn: (Excellent!
Besyanteo: (Kefka muzak. Hnn. o.o And in firstgen... *looks to the charrie list*)
Lithaladhwen: (What?)
Lithaladhwen: (Who? Kefka what?)
Besyanteo: (Listening to music. some of KEfka's final boss music came up, form FF6.)
Papa Tymisonn: (Muzak. You know. That crappy stuff you hear in supermarkets and elevators that are pale imitators of hit songs?)
Besyanteo: (And yeah, that. I just felt like sayying muzak rather than music.)
Lithaladhwen: (I love the Kefka action music.)
Besyanteo: (I do too, really. :-( )
Besyanteo: (ANYWAY! Character selection... Someone else pick a location.)
Lithaladhwen: (First gen, then?)
Papa Tymisonn: (I'll be Cardinal, since that sparked this whole damn thing...)
Papa Tymisonn: (... park?)
Besyanteo: (Cardinal? o_o Who?)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (The red bird.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (We have alot of them here.)
Besyanteo: (Har.)
Papa Tymisonn: (He's a magey char of mine. All mysterious with the history. He's fun. You'll like him.)
Lithaladhwen: (Park is cool for me.)
Besyanteo: (What Lith said. Hm. 6.6)
Arch mage144: (...Cardinal?)
Arch mage144: (You know, we never did figure out what the hell was up with him)
Arch mage144: (I'm still convinced he's Hakaril's clone)
Papa Tymisonn: (Well, he's for sure from the Inquisition era of Earth's history.)
Papa Tymisonn: (I'll flesh out the rest sooner or later. *Ashleyward glance*
Arch mage144: (o.O The...ooookay)
Lithaladhwen: (^_^)
Papa Tymisonn: (Be just a second. Start without me.)
Besyanteo: (Wai t wait wait.)
Besyanteo: (He's... SPANISH?)
Besyanteo: (Also: No problems. Whee.)
Lithaladhwen: (He was made by the prebyterian church)
Arch mage144: (*does the backstroke of the west*)
Papa Tymisonn: (Catholic church, thank you.)
Lithaladhwen: (Or do I want to do something a little more odd. I'm kind of tired of seducing everyone for now.)
Lithaladhwen: (I have a headache.)
Papa Tymisonn: (And the reason, my dear Bes, that Brian says he's a Hak clone is cuz he's a mage, who wears red, and has blue hair.)
Besyanteo: (Be a mage Moogle!)
Besyanteo: (Cha: *ahem*)
Besyanteo: ( [LAWSUIT] )
Besyanteo: (Whee. o.o)
Papa Tymisonn: (First, that's partly true. At the time Cardinal was made, I was slightly jealous of all the attention bishounen were getting at the time, so I made one of my own. <.<)
Besyanteo: (... Erm.)
Besyanteo: (I don't need to know this. o_o)
Besyanteo: (Go, RP.)
Papa Tymisonn: (Second, Cardinal's cooler now anyways.)
Papa Tymisonn: (THE STUDENT HAS SURPASSED THE TEACHER.)
Papa Tymisonn: <rp at the park!>
Besyanteo: (... *Sits on Cha, iwth all his glorious weight of 320 lbs.*)
Besyanteo: (GO. >: )
Papa Tymisonn: <Cardinal>
Papa Tymisonn: *the BEST blue haired bish mage around sits on a park bench, with his rapier out like a cane, watching the sun set on ...*
Papa Tymisonn: *Cordius Park*
Papa Tymisonn: (I don't know. Felt like the park should have a NAME, dangit. Better suggestions?)
Besyanteo: (I think there's only one. Doma Park?)
Papa Tymisonn: (I'm not sure. Ever heard of a place called America Park? Or even San Diego Park?)
Besyanteo: ("New York Central Park")
Besyanteo: (and I believe San Diego park IS a place.)
Papa Tymisonn: (... I still feel like it should be named after a person.)
Papa Tymisonn: (Or something. We'll discuss it later. RP!)
Papa Tymisonn: What a beautiful sun...
Besyanteo: (... Blah. Right then.)
Lithaladhwen: *some flute music is coming from a girl at a bench on the other side of the park. People should feel free to notice it or not at their leisure.*
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Besyanteo: (Fun irony!)
Papa Tymisonn: *doesn't look over. Just hears and enjoys it, like the accompaniment to the setting of the sun*
Besyanteo: (I'll be in shortly. Sorry, but I really don't have a good character for the situation. ... Not yet!)
Besyanteo: (Right. HEre we go.)
Besyanteo: *A young man enters the park. He wears simple brown pants and white shirt, and carries with him a guitar. HE also wears an average sized backpack. His brown hair is thick and curly, coming just to his shoulders. Hazel eyes,
Besyanteo: and fine facial features. His skin is a plesant tanned shade*
Lithaladhwen: <Holly>
Besyanteo: IM: >.> A flute.
Besyanteo: *he follows the music, to find it's source!*
Lithaladhwen: *Holly is sitting on a bench nearby. She's a rather short girl with sandy blonde hair that would cover her eyes if it could ever manage to lie down on her head in an orderly fashion.*
Lithaladhwen: *She wears knee-high brown boots, purple paisley pants and a bright red jacket. Her taste for flashy clothing also shows up in a red mage hat that she wears everywhere she goes.*
Lithaladhwen: *She’s about 17, but looks younger.*
Besyanteo: *Think more along the lines of his twenties. And since AShley reminds, he wears simple ankle length brown boots. nothing flashy.*
Besyanteo: *In any event, he listens to the tune, while tuning his guitar*
Besyanteo: *And he sounds joins in, playing a harmony line to her own tune to the best of his ability*
Besyanteo: (... soon* not sounds, soon.)
Lithaladhwen: *Holly notices another musician in the area. At his accompaniment, she plays a short trill of notes to say hello.*
Lithaladhwen: ^_^
Lithaladhwen: *continues playing*
Besyanteo: *he smiles and nods back to her.*
Besyanteo: IM: Pretty girl. Her parents must be decently well off, for clothes like those.
Lithaladhwen: IM: He looks nice. Didn't think I'd have another instrument to play along with. Always a nice surprise.
Papa Tymisonn: *takes note* IM: A show is forming before me? Huh. Not bad luck, that...
Besyanteo: (... Yeah, something totally needs to happen. o_o)
Papa Tymisonn: (*suddenly, an explosion!*)
Lithaladhwen: (Just a moment. Part of this is because I'm writing a paper. I'm almost done.)
Papa Tymisonn: (Actually, I was writing something out too. I'm good now.)
Besyanteo: (Ah, kays.)
Besyanteo: (... Am I the only one not doing homework? o.o;-)
Papa Tymisonn: (It's a personal project.)
Besyanteo: (Kays.)
Lithaladhwen: (Okay. Done.)
Besyanteo: (Bwee!)
Lithaladhwen: *Her song winds to an end, slowly enough that her new friend can keep up and end with her.*
Besyanteo: *and end with her he does! His smile widens a little*
Lithaladhwen: ^_^
Besyanteo: That was fun. Jeremiah, at your service. *little gentlmanly nod*
Lithaladhwen: Hi! My name's Holly. *Her voice is high and feminine, and just shy of being irritatingly cute.*
Lithaladhwen: *Walks over to him to talk to him properly*
Lithaladhwen: Nice to meet you.
Papa Tymisonn: *sheathes his sword, and goes over*
Besyanteo: You as well. ^_^
Papa Tymisonn: *applauds the little lady* Lovely, young lady. Lovely.
Lithaladhwen: Thanks! I didn't know so many people were listening.
Papa Tymisonn: Well, I heard, and it was excellent. Thank you.
Besyanteo: (Blah. Damn you AIM)
Besyanteo: *nods appreciatively, assuming he wasi ncluded in that*
Lithaladhwen: (Lose yon font?)
Besyanteo: (Jes)
Lithaladhwen: Well, thanks. It's always nice to have an audience.
Lithaladhwen: Didn't have anything else to do, so I thought I'd come spend some time relaxing here. What are you guys up to?
Lithaladhwen: And, um... *to Cardinal* I don't think you said your name. I'm Holly. *extends hand*
Papa Tymisonn: Cardinal. *bows, and kisses her hand* At your service.
Lithaladhwen: *giggles*
Besyanteo: IM: That's my gimmick. ;-;
Papa Tymisonn: ^_^
Besyanteo: I just felt like talking a walk, and came here.
Besyanteo: <.< *waits to see if Cardinal plans to answer Holly's first question*
Papa Tymisonn: Oh, what am I up to?
Papa Tymisonn: Just enjoying the sunset...
Lithaladhwen: *eyes go wide briefly in enthusiasm before the usual ^_^ expression returns*
Lithaladhwen: It certainly is lovely.
Papa Tymisonn: Indeed. Your music went very well with it.
Lithaladhwen: *blushes* Thanks. I haven't gotten as much chance to play lately, so I wanted to make sure I wasn't getting rusty.
Besyanteo: <.< IM: ... Is it just me, or is he hitting on a girl not half way through puberty?
Lithaladhwen: (People do that to Holly more often than they should.)
Papa Tymisonn: (Nah. He's just charming, is all. Comes naturally.)
Besyanteo: (Heh.)
Lithaladhwen: Though I'm thinking of performing a little again. I've been doing the whole wandering deal for a while, so I haven't been to Doma in a long time.
Lithaladhwen: (And what's great is that she almost never realizes it's happening. Other people end up telling her.)
Besyanteo: (Har!)
Besyanteo: *he nods* Anotehr song would be lovely.
Lithaladhwen: Sure! Do you think I should sing or play?
Papa Tymisonn: Indeed!
Besyanteo: (Vulture: *sneezes*)
Papa Tymisonn: (brb)
Besyanteo: (... Ha.)
Besyanteo: (... Hn. >.>)
Besyanteo: (2 whole minutes. Sooo impatient. ._.)
Papa Tymisonn: (Sorry. Had to handle that secondary nosebleed.)
Besyanteo: (... Kristen's getting to me.)
Papa Tymisonn: ... well, do you know any songs this gentleman can play?
Lithaladhwen: *chews her lower lip* Um... hm.
Besyanteo: (My first thought was of you thinking of Holly in bad ways.)
Besyanteo: (Cha: ^__;;_^ ... 6;;6 ... crap. My shirt.)
Besyanteo: (I blame my sister for being a catgirl. ._.)
Lithaladhwen: (That was my thought as well.)
Besyanteo: *He shrugs* Name a tune.
Papa Tymisonn: (... hentais, the both of ya!)
Besyanteo: (... Yeah, that's about accurate. ._.)
Lithaladhwen: (Hey. I didn't create her so that she could pick up men at the park. That's all you people.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (Don't make me use Tareen just so someone's not trying to jump her bardy bones.)
Papa Tymisonn: (Well, if she really wanted to...)
Besyanteo: (._. I am a sad sad little pan- ... er. ... Raccoon.)
Besyanteo: (Also: Tareen would be awesome.)
Lithaladhwen: I know a couple of songs in Elvish, and more in Common. Otherwise, we could just play and figure something out as we go.
Lithaladhwen: *shrug*
Lithaladhwen: (That's the best reason to play Tareen ever. Though it's probably not necessary.)
Besyanteo: Hm. *he adjusts his guitar strings a bit*
TheWaiChibiAngel: (Of course she's awesome)
Besyanteo: (She could claim that Bard were in league with Redskull, and the Walls.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (It's Tareen.)
Besyanteo: (Bards*)
Besyanteo: (OR else comment on the Hak cloen.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (HACHAAA.)
Besyanteo: (... Kay.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (Oh, wait.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (End of the Chaos has already started.)(
TheWaiChibiAngel: (Drat.)
Papa Tymisonn: (... Hak clone? NO! He's an original character!)
Besyanteo: *strums, and then playing a faster paced tune. It's fairly common in Doma, nad has very lively lyrics. WILL HOLLY KNOW IT?!*
Besyanteo: (Cloen. :{)
Besyanteo: (Also: No songi n mind. Just have fun.)
Lithaladhwen: (Don't do this to me or you'll be sorry. I'll subject you to "I don't wanna waaaaaiiiiitt..... for our liiiivesss... to be oooovverrrr....")
Besyanteo: (=P Feel free to hunt for lyrics online.)
Lithaladhwen: *Holly plays with him for a while on the flute until she's comfortable with the tune*
Besyanteo: (so long as it's not someone copying Hirro no tsuki again, I'm fine with it.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (That's not lively.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (And Janda used that song to Crit the hell out of those faeries. :-(*
Lithaladhwen: (You'll be sorry. And I love Outlaw Star too much to do that.)
Besyanteo: (No, but it IS overdone as all hell now)
Besyanteo: (Not many do it seems. ._.)
Besyanteo: (It's been sung in the JD like... three times.)
Papa Tymisonn: *stands back and watches them play*
Arch mage144: (...how do you land a critical hit with Hiro no Tsuki?)
Arch mage144: (That's like critical booze pour all over again...)
Lithaladhwen: (Counters with Tsuki no Ie)
Lithaladhwen: *abruptly stops and Holly starts to sing what might be recognized in another world as a version of "Butterfly" as popularized by Dance Dance Revolution.*
Lithaladhwen: (you bastards)
Lithaladhwen: (Have at thee)
Besyanteo: (...?)
Besyanteo: (I don't know it? :{)
Arch mage144: (WHAT?_
Lithaladhwen: (There's not really any way to describe it. It's lively!)
Besyanteo: (In fairness, I may have HEARD it,)
Besyanteo: (but I typically don't rememebr songs by names.)
Arch mage144: (AI AI AI! YOU'RE MY LITTLE BUTTERFLY! GREEN, BLACK AND BLUE MAKE THE COLORS IN THE SKY!)
Besyanteo: (... nope. NEver.)
Arch mage144: (*sings*)
Arch mage144: (Damnit, I have to bring in a character now. Hakaril should meet his fucking cloen, but Cha left)
Papa Tymisonn: (No I didn't.)
Besyanteo: (Do eeeeeeeet.)
Arch mage144: (Oh)
Arch mage144: (I heard you were dying of a nosebleed)
Papa Tymisonn: (I got better.)
Lithaladhwen: (And thanks to Brian for lyrics)
Arch mage144: (Also, I know he's not a Hak cloen. But as Excel once said, "WHAT THE HELL IS IT!?!?")
Besyanteo: (An emergency food supply?)
Lithaladhwen: (*sings the Menchi song*)
Arch mage144: (*gets depressed and loses his will to live*)
Lithaladhwen: (In Nevareh's RP that means you die. Of Angst.)
Besyanteo: (*speaks manically, and mentions his own name atleast 3 times in succession*)
Arch mage144: ('kay, uh, let's get back to the part where we RP)
Besyanteo: (RIGHT!)
Besyanteo: *eventually, the song comes to an end?!*
Papa Tymisonn: *applauds once more* Bravo!
Lithaladhwen: ^_^
Lithaladhwen: (Holly is veritably a ^_^ elemental)
Besyanteo: *smiles as well* thank you.
Lithaladhwen: That was fun! I didn't think I'd find anyone to play with tonight, but you're quite good!
Arch mage144: That was some very well-composed and pleasant music!
Arch mage144: *this remark comes from a man with elvish features dressed in what appears to be a green jerkin with brownish leather sleeves, loose brown pants, and tall boots*
Besyanteo: <.<?
Papa Tymisonn: Oh. General. Good evening. *bows*
Besyanteo: (blar, distracted)
Arch mage144: (Image in a second)
Lithaladhwen: *turns* Hi!
Arch mage144: (Silvar he is not)
Papa Tymisonn: (scratch, then!)
Lithaladhwen: And thanks!
Arch mage144: ( http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/18956378/ )
Arch mage144: (It's totally this guy!)
Papa Tymisonn: (... name thief.)
Arch mage144: (And he's wearing that little cross-necklace thing, which some people might recognize as the symbol of Kazeros, god of freedom)
Arch mage144: (I actually know someone named Ardam in real life)
Papa Tymisonn: (...)
Papa Tymisonn: (*to behindthename.com!*)
Besyanteo: (Back once again!)
Arch mage144: Hello. I couldn't help but overhear the music you were making. o.o But I think that would be the idea, right?
A Rockin SN has entered the room.
Besyanteo: It would, yes. *he smiles pleasantly. A growing audience was never a bad thing*
Lithaladhwen: Well, my name's Holly. I'm glad you enjoyed it!
Arch mage144: (I think it may, in fact, be a Jewish/Hebrew name.)
Arch mage144: I'm not really much of a musician, but I definitely appreciate your talent, Holly. And you, sir, are...?
Besyanteo: Jeremiah. ^_^
Arch mage144: Well! My name is Ardam Elmine. *bows*
TheWaiChibiAngel: (Nezetta: Daddy!?)
Lithaladhwen: (WTfuck.)
Lithaladhwen: ^_^
Arch mage144: I just happened to be passing through, but I stopped when I heard the music.
Besyanteo: (... Har. I didn't catch that.)
Lithaladhwen: Nice to meet you!
Besyanteo: Well, since we seem to be doing so well, shall we do another?
Lithaladhwen: IM: It's not wrong to enjoy being the center of attention, is it?
Arch mage144: Feel free! I don't suppose you have room for accompaniment? As I said, my skill is not tremendous, but I do know how to play at least one instrument.
Lithaladhwen: What do you play?
Besyanteo: (Heh. Bards: Happy musicians, or attention whores?)
Arch mage144: *pulls out a silver harmonica*
Papa Tymisonn: ... I am blessed!
Lithaladhwen: Oh! Well, sure!
Arch mage144: Mostly for campfire stories, really.
Besyanteo: Hm. o.o Still a good instrument.
Lithaladhwen: Well, those are good, too. Maybe later we can get a story out of you if we've got time.
Arch mage144: Ah, well...I'm really not that good at telling stories, but I can try.
Papa Tymisonn: So much talent in one place... not bad at all...
Lithaladhwen: *giggles a little at the praise*
Arch mage144: Talent? Oh, no! I would hardly suggest that I am a musically talented individual.
Arch mage144: And who are you, sir?
Lithaladhwen: Well, everyone has talents.
Besyanteo: (Cardinal: Step one of my glorious plan is copmplete! MWA HAHAHAHA! _
Papa Tymisonn: (Closest I could find.)
Arch mage144: Mine tend to have less to do with music, I'm afraid.
Papa Tymisonn: Cardinal. Very nice to meet you. *extends hand*
Lithaladhwen: *tilts her head a bit* Well, then what do you do?
Arch mage144: My name is Ardam Elmine. *shakes* I am a travelling cleric, of sorts, and a holy knight of Kazeros.
Besyanteo: *takes a seat, because he can!*
Arch mage144: It is my sacred mission to punish those who would do wrong with the arcane arts.
Besyanteo: (Half of Doma: *shuffles away* <.<;-)
Lithaladhwen: o_o That's a good mission.
Papa Tymisonn: (Try *runs away*.)
Lithaladhwen: IM: Holy knight?
Besyanteo: IM: Kazeros?
Papa Tymisonn: Indeed.
Arch mage144: (A google search for "Ardam," incidentally, pulls up a lot of links a bout a "David M. Ardam" and a "Jacquelyn Ardam," along with a few other names)
Besyanteo: Er. How does your knighthood define doing wrong?
Papa Tymisonn: (Ah. Niftery, then.)
Arch mage144: Well, enslavement, torture, destruction, the violation of the rights and freedoms of others.
Besyanteo: Ah. *nod*
Besyanteo: IM: Well, so long as it's not "Justice"...
Papa Tymisonn: Very good mission.
Papa Tymisonn: But why are you stopping at the arcane arts?
Arch mage144: I have always felt that these are things that most people can agree upon as "evil."
Lithaladhwen: *nod*
Papa Tymisonn: Many can do such evil without the aid of magic...
Arch mage144: Well, it's my sacred duty. I was given a divine mission in the form of prophetic dreams inspired by Kazeros himself.
Lithaladhwen: *blink* Really?
Lithaladhwen: (Holly: "I'm a girl!")
Arch mage144: Well...yes. *blinks* And they recently culminated in...I suppose, technically, this qualifies as me telling stories.
Besyanteo: Well, we're all listening. o.o
Arch mage144: Specifically, I was recently tracking a powerful necromancer by the name of Elaith Thenswick. But he has been laid to rest.
Arch mage144: I never would have accomplished the deed on my own, I must admit. It was a very difficult trial, and I had lots of help from friends and travelling companions.
Arch mage144: If you live in this city, you would likely recognize some of their names. The General, Hakaril Silvar, for one.
Papa Tymisonn: Oh yes. I know his work well.
Besyanteo: Hm.
Arch mage144: He was in charge of the operation, at the end. *nods*
Besyanteo: IM: It's getting a bit dark out...
Lithaladhwen: Oh. I've never met him, but I know who he is. So... what actually happened?
Arch mage144: Oh, well, lots of things. I suppose I could tell a very long and involved story about it if you wanted. *blinks*
Lithaladhwen: Well, you can't just say lots of things happened. I'm curious!
Arch mage144: *scratches his head* Well, Elaith had an artifact that allowed him to enslave dragons, so we had to slay him and destroy the artifact. The dragons helped. And also some celestials.
Arch mage144: And some other adventurers that were originally hired by General Silvar.
Lithaladhwen: *frowns a little* Well, I can see why you had to stop him.
Arch mage144: Yes. It became a matter of national security. General Silvar deployed the army to Ka'thalar and everything.
Lithaladhwen: Oh! Well, I can imagine that if he had dragons involved, an army might be a good idea.
Arch mage144: Oh, no, the dragons were on our side. Well, most of them. They didn't want to fight for the necromancer, of course.
Arch mage144: Anyway, the light is departing from the sky. Perhaps we should move indoors, especially if you intend to continue performing.
Lithaladhwen: Sure! That would be fine. I guess wandering around at night isn't usually the best idea.
Papa Tymisonn: *nods simply, as he was just listening for the last little while...*
Lithaladhwen: I haven't eaten yet, so that sounds okay. Anyone have an idea as to where we can go?
Papa Tymisonn: ... Ivory Horn is close...
TheWaiChibiAngel: (HM)
Besyanteo: (BLARG. DISTRACTION)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (Bes.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (What should I do?)
Arch mage144: (A SHINY THING)
Besyanteo: (WHERE?!_
Besyanteo: )*
Lithaladhwen: (Huh?)
Besyanteo: (*pounce!*)
Arch mage144: We might want to get something to eat, then.
Besyanteo: (Chris: Someone cynical)
Besyanteo: (You do cyncical well)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (Oh, that narrows it down.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (So, someone that's not Janda, then.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (Or Griff.)
Besyanteo: (Well,)
Besyanteo: (most of your cynical is OFFWORLD.)
Besyanteo: (so it does)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (DAMN)
Lithaladhwen: I'm okay with the Ivory Horn. I like it there.
TheWaiChibiAngel: (I know what to do. :O)
Papa Tymisonn: Let's go. It's on me.
Besyanteo: Actually, I need to turn in for the evening. But it's been lovely. ^_^
Arch mage144: Oh, well then. You have a nice evening, then.
Papa Tymisonn: Till later.
Lithaladhwen: Oh. *looks a little sad that he's leaving* Well it was nice playing with you tonight!
Lithaladhwen: I hope I see you around later!
Besyanteo: *he waves to everyone, and heads off*
Besyanteo: You as well!
Arch mage144: Oh, you don't have to treat me to dinner. That's completely unnecessary. We've just met!
Besyanteo: </Jeremiah>
Papa Tymisonn: I know. But I have funds I never use. May as well repay someone who's paid me in song.
Lithaladhwen: ^_^ That's nice of you! Thanks!
Arch mage144: But I didn't actually sing anything. *blinks*
Papa Tymisonn: Don't worry about it. Come along.
Lithaladhwen: You told a story. That's also a form of entertainment, isn't it?
Lithaladhwen: I think so, and I should know. I'm an entertainer.
Lithaladhwen: *nods, like that settles it*
Arch mage144: ...that you are.
Papa Tymisonn: Works for me.
Papa Tymisonn: Let's go. *leads the way*
Lithaladhwen: *follows, humming a little*
Lithaladhwen: *sneaks a glance at Ardam but continues walking merrily along*
Arch mage144: *hums, oblivious*
Besyanteo has left the room.
Papa Tymisonn: (so tired...)
Lithaladhwen: (Mreh?)
Papa Tymisonn: (*could lay down, and fall asleep right now*)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (Weak. I havn't even had a chnace, yet. :-( )
Arch mage144: (o.O)
Papa Tymisonn: (... I'll set my clock for fifteen minutes. BRB.)
Lithaladhwen: (Are you napping? XD)
Papa Tymisonn: (Yes. Sue me. Back soon.)
Papa Tymisonn: (That'll do. Let's go.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: ( :-( )
Papa Tymisonn: (Why the frown?)
Lithaladhwen: (You're back!)
Papa Tymisonn: (I am, surprisingly enough.)
Lithaladhwen: (Roll call. Holly. Present! Cardinal and Ardam.)
Papa Tymisonn: (Present.)
Lithaladhwen: (Actually... I think that I might have to log off. Fuck.)
Lithaladhwen: (I'm on borrowed internet.)
Arch mage144: (Bizarre connection logistics are going to become an issue here until I get a network switch, sadly.)
Papa Tymisonn: (Alright. Well, I should have stayed in bed anyways.)
Lithaladhwen: (Probably.)
Lithaladhwen: (Another time then.)
Arch mage144: (Yeah, dude, you sound like you need sleep, not RP