You have just entered room "chatnamepending."
THENinjaRabbi has entered the room.
EternalDragonAya has entered the room.
Arch mage144 has entered the room.
Syra Zemyla has entered the room.
Syra Zemyla: (AIME can eat me.)
LovelyJester has entered the room.
LovelyJester: (Booyah?)
CGNakibe has entered the room.
NYClark2 has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: (I am boiling pasta, but it is nearly done and I shall be with you all in about two minutes.)
PsychoWarden2002 has entered the room.
T3chn0Namagomi has entered the room.
Syra Zemyla: (Yes!)
Lithaladhwen: (I return. I have acquired 1x bowl of pasta. Joy.)
Lithaladhwen: (So, anyone have setting preferences?)
Syra Zemyla: (1st)
Lithaladhwen: (1st gen is okay by me. Preferable, in fact. Setting?)
Syra Zemyla: (Since Lex is here, house of ill repute.)
Lithaladhwen: (I could go for that, but it's up to her whether she's...in any condition to multiRP XD )
Lithaladhwen: (Yarr, the lady assents.)
Lithaladhwen: (How many RPers do we have as opposed to lurkers?)
LovelyJester: (HI! I am a drunkard! And I shall be your whore!)
Arch mage144: (Just one?)
Arch mage144: (One whore is not going to be enough for 9 people.)
Arch mage144: (Unless she is extremely talented)
LovelyJester: (I can be at least two whores. Three and it will get silly.)
LovelyJester: (Ah, mass whoring.)
Lithaladhwen: (I'm quoting that, Lex. It's in my profile TO THE MAX.)
LovelyJester: (NEAT!)
Lithaladhwen: (Anyway. I want a rollcall for fun and justice.)
Syra Zemyla: (Valerie.)
Lithaladhwen: (We have Brian, Zem, Lex, and myself so far. Anyone else?)
TaiarSV has entered the room.
Syra Zemyla: (We have a lurker.)
Lithaladhwen: (Hi, Tai.)
TaiarSV: (...I could potentially RP!...)
TaiarSV: (...Though I probably won't.)
Lithaladhwen: (CIRP in a whorehouse: first gen. Nothing else has been decided yet.)
TaiarSV: (...And even then, I guess RPing doesn't throw off the lurker label.)
TaiarSV: (...Whorehouse? I guess I'm lurking...)
Arch mage144: (Well, I guess I know who I'm going to play.)
Lithaladhwen: (It's a legal whorehouse. A nice one.)
Lithaladhwen: (Oh Jesus Christ.)
CGNakibe: (JC: *pops in* You know, I was TRYING to get some sleep. >.>)
Lithaladhwen: (I don't care. It's Zeke. O_O )
Lithaladhwen: (The big JC can totally sit in on this one.)
CGNakibe: (JC: I assume you called me for something? Turning Water into Funk, maybe?)
Lithaladhwen: (This is a whorehouse. Turning water into FUNK may not be all that useful, but you're close.)
Syra Zemyla: (So, let's get started!)
Lithaladhwen: (Okay. Listen up, you primitive screwheads. We're gonna RP!)
Syra Zemyla: (Set up the setting!)
Lithaladhwen: *This particular Doman brothel isn't obvious from the outside, but the distinctive sigil above the door would alert potential customers as to its actual purpose.*
Lithaladhwen: *The sigil above the door is of a crescent moon lying on its rounded end with the symbol of Kazeros nested inside it. Apparently this place has the endorsement of Ashura and Kazeros.*
Lithaladhwen: *This probably means they've paid their union dues and stuff is safe.*
Arch mage144: *potential customers? You've got it! Today, Zeke Mazuo, mercenary for hire, is officially bored out of his mind--and he's decided that it's been a while since he's patronized the local brothel!*
Syra Zemyla: *Valerie is wandering up the street, looking for something and muttering.*
Arch mage144: *while Zeke typically has no need to pay for sex, the whorehouse in Doma is always an entertaining place to while away idle time, gambling and chatting with women that all want to sleep with him*
Syra Zemyla: *m* Look for the symbol of Kazeros, he said. Why couldn't we just have our meeting in an inn instead of at some kind of temple?
Arch mage144: *for a price, of course--they're at least as professional as he is*
Arch mage144: *enters ye olde whorehousee*
Lithaladhwen: *Sitting at the front desk is a lady in professional attire. Not whore-professional, but suit and skirt professional. She looks up as Zeke enters.*
Lithaladhwen: Hello, sir. Can we help you?
Syra Zemyla: Ah, that must be it. It doesn't look too much like a temple, though.
LovelyJester: (Sorry got distracted.)
Arch mage144: That depends. *leans on the counter* Maybe I can help you. *winks, presents a business card*
LovelyJester: <Mirabell and Petunia!>
Lithaladhwen: (We love you, Lex.)
Syra Zemyla: *enters*
Lithaladhwen: *takes the card* I see. Well, Mr. Mazuo. I personally am not the one to help you, but if you have no specific preferences, perhaps you'd like to step into our common room and speak with some of the ladies?
LovelyJester: *A young woman comes from the back with a rustle of the beaded curtains that cover the entrance way to the parlor, She has shocking red hair, most certainly not natural, and is tall, sleek, and pretty in the face*
Lithaladhwen: Ah. *looks to the door* Excellent. This is Mirabell.
LovelyJester: *Flashes a tastefully painted grin*
Syra Zemyla: *she seems to understand what's going on when she sees the inside*
LovelyJester: I have the best timin'!
Arch mage144: I would love to do that.
Arch mage144: And it looks like they're already coming out here.
Lithaladhwen: *to Valerie* And you, madam? Can we help you?
LovelyJester: *A shorter woman with Brown curly hair, and a much more curvacious figure appears behind the gazelle like red head and peeks about*
Syra Zemyla: IM: Okay, this is either a practical joke or a bad idea, but what the hell.
Syra Zemyla: Sure, why not.
LovelyJester: Oh but trust me, dear, it's far more fun in the back!
Arch mage144: Is that so? *grins*
Lithaladhwen: *beckons Valerie closer to her desk* Well, do you have any preferences tonight?
LovelyJester: There's a poker game, goin', drinks......and far more involved sport in the personal quarters. *Winks*
LovelyJester: *holds back the beaded curtain* In you get. Come meet the girls!
LovelyJester: *Makes a sweeping motion*
LovelyJester: *The cohort mimics Mirabell on the other side of the door*
Arch mage144: Oooh. Poker.
Arch mage144: *moves in!*
Syra Zemyla: Actually, I'm waiting for someone who may or may not show up. I'm just lookinig for something to do while I wait.
Lithaladhwen: Well, when you
Lithaladhwen: 're here, you pay for your time, so you can spend it in the parlor if you like.
Arch mage144: It's been a while since I've done any gambling. Last time'd be...when I went on a trip to Nekonia. Business trip.
LovelyJester: *It's a well appointed room, decorated in a cozy fashion. Groupings of tables and couches are lumped about, a bar is at the back*
Syra Zemyla: Very well.
Lithaladhwen: *In a corner curled up in an overstuffed chair is a purple-haired woman in a dark blue sari.*
Syra Zemyla: (Who else is alive in here?)
Lithaladhwen: <Shakti>
LovelyJester: *At one of the tables, it seems a few regulars are in a game, with a few brightly clad ladies milling around them in the most friendly fashion!*
Syra Zemyla: (I'm talking about all the freaking lurkers.)
Lithaladhwen: *The woman seems to be reading, intermittently looking up to watch the goings-on of the parlor.*
Arch mage144: Haha!
NYClark2: (( Hmm... ))
Arch mage144: This is my kind of place!
Arch mage144: *moves to the table and takes a seat next to a suitably attractive female* Hey there. *wink*
Syra Zemyla: *also enters, and is drawn toward the gambling*
Papa Tymisonn has entered the room.
LovelyJester: *Is a girl with braided blonde hair, ample assets, and freckles on her nose*
LovelyJester: 'Allo.
LovelyJester: In for a game, sweetness?
Arch mage144: Depends what we're playing, sweetheart. *grinning*
Arch mage144: I take it the game today is Poker?
Lithaladhwen: (This is the best place to CI ever.)
Papa Tymisonn: (Does anyone want to NPC a character for me? I have a wonderfully hilarious idea.)
LovelyJester: Of course!
LovelyJester: The boys are always at their bloody poker!
NYClark2: (( Poker? I hardly know'er! ))
Arch mage144: Aw, and what would you prefer to do with your time, hmmm?
Syra Zemyla: Ooh, poker?
LovelyJester: *Raises her eyebrows*
LovelyJester: I prefer Chess.
LovelyJester: But that's not exactly a game of chance, issit?
EternalDragonAya has left the room.
Lithaladhwen: (You know what we do in Barius to stay warm in winter?)
EternalDragonAya has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: (We play chess.)
Arch mage144: Ah, yes, Chess, such a strategic game.
LovelyJester: (Bowchickabowbow.)
Arch mage144: I was always fond of the Queen. You know why?
Syra Zemyla: *sits at the poker table*
Arch mage144: She can go wherever she wants. *wink*
LovelyJester: Other than that, I prefer a good roll to cards.
LovelyJester: Good man!
LovelyJester: Get you a drink?
Arch mage144: If you're offering. Put it on my tab.
EternalDragonAya has left the room.
LovelyJester: You paid for your time right?
LovelyJester: Then you get free drinks on the house.
LovelyJester: Shall I surprise you, or is a parti'lar brew calling your name?
Arch mage144: Excellent. No, no. I like surprises.
Arch mage144: Feel free to shock and amaze me.
LovelyJester: *To Zem's character* OF course, poker. Now get in here and join the game.
Papa Tymisonn: (OK, apparently I need a FELLA to do the NPCing.)
Syra Zemyla: *does so*
LovelyJester: *The plumper little prostitute with the curls pulls out a chair at the gamblin' table*
LovelyJester: (Anyone wanna npc some old crusty gamblers?)
LovelyJester: I can do that.
LovelyJester: *And off flounces the ho de blonde*
Arch mage144: (Let's see, there are 13 cards in any given suit, so you could easily determine your hand in 5 card draw by rolling 5x d13.)
OnlineHost: Syra Zemyla rolled 5 13-sided dice: 10 11 2 4 8
Arch mage144: (Wait, no you can't, there are no suits.)
OnlineHost: Syra Zemyla rolled 5 4-sided dice: 1 2 4 2 2
LovelyJester: (Come on. More people pull out an NPC, or find a reason to get in here. Damn lurkers.)
Arch mage144: (Ah! Good idea, Zem.)
Syra Zemyla: (1=space 2=heart 3=diamond 4=club)
Arch mage144: (Spade, I assume you mean)
Syra Zemyla: (Yeah.)
Papa Tymisonn: (... argh. I dun wanna NPC this thing myself... it's all about the spontaneous interplay...)
Arch mage144: (It is a whorehouse, after all.)
Lithaladhwen: (IM the lurkers or something. Some of them are totally guys!)
Arch mage144: *glances over at Valerie* What's a nice girl like you doing in a place like this?
Arch mage144: Are you looking for a friend to spend some time with? *grin*
Syra Zemyla: Actually, I'm waiting for someone.
LovelyJester: *Bounces back, a nice malt beer in hand!*
LovelyJester: *presents it with a bit of a flourish, and a lean over for ample view of scenery*
Arch mage144: IM: Damn, already taken.
Arch mage144: Oh yeah? Is this a common date joint?
Arch mage144: *grins a little at the beer that is accompanied by so friendly a view*
LovelyJester: *Mirabell, who seems to have a fairly high opinion of herself, floats out to the front of the shop again, to await customers*
Syra Zemyla: No, actually, it was supposed to be business. However, I think I've been had.
T3chn0Namagomi has left the room.
Arch mage144: Oh, is that so? *raises an eyebrow*
Syra Zemyla: Yeah. I don't think he'll be here. *mutters something about wild goose chases, but doesn't make any move to leave*
Arch mage144: Ah, well. If you're not feeling like you've been "had" sufficiently...
Arch mage144: Perhaps we can work out a different kind of transaction. *wink*
LovelyJester: Well you can still enjoy, yourself, doll.....
LovelyJester: *Seats herself by Mr. Wink.*
LovelyJester: You won't find a friendlier place to while away the hours in Doma City. *laughs*
Syra Zemyla: *And how is the poker game progressing?*
Lithaladhwen: (Uh... you win five gil. Or something.)
Papa Tymisonn: *and the door swings open*
Papa Tymisonn: *to the brothel, of course*
Lithaladhwen: *lady at the front looks up* Hello. Can we help you?
Papa Tymisonn: *it is a gruff fella, wide brimmed hat, scruffy beard, lasso on his shoulder*
Papa Tymisonn: ... Maybe.
Lithaladhwen: Are you looking for anyone specific, sir?
Lithaladhwen: (Gotta love Jeri the friendly brothel receptionist.)
LovelyJester: *The red head gives a four star smile at the gruff dude*
Papa Tymisonn: ... No, I'm... sort of new t'the area. Let me set a while and think, alright?
Syra Zemyla: Hmm.
Syra Zemyla: Give me a little while more at the table, okay?>
Lithaladhwen: Would you like to wait out here, or move on to the parlor? That's where a lot of customers go to sort themselves out.
Lithaladhwen: There's a poker game going, and plenty of room.
Syra Zemyla: (Hold on, I have to go, WTF everyone.)
Papa Tymisonn: ... ... poker?
Syra Zemyla: (I should be right back.)
Papa Tymisonn: (K._
Syra Zemyla has left the room.
Lithaladhwen: Yes. If you're interested, you're certainly welcome. Here you pay for an evening of entertainment. For you that may mean a hand or two and some free drinks.
Lithaladhwen: *smile* You pay when you leave for the time you spent.
LovelyJester: You meet the most interestin' folks at the cat house.....
LovelyJester: You can say that again, sweetheart.
Papa Tymisonn: Can y'point the way, miss?
LovelyJester: *pats the younger girl on the back and bustles over to an older gentleman towards the back*
LovelyJester: I sure can!
Lithaladhwen: Right back through that curtain, sir. Enjoy your evening.
Papa Tymisonn: *tips his hat, and heads that way*
Papa Tymisonn: IM: Who needs whores when ya got poker?
Papa Tymisonn: *enters the parlor*
Papa Tymisonn: (Can I get descriptions, guys?)
Arch mage144 has left the room.
LovelyJester: (Brian = left! Great description!)
Arch mage144 has entered the room.
Syra Zemyla has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: (Shakti sitting in a corner reading. You know her. No problems there.)
Syra Zemyla: (Hmm. Anything happen while I was gone?)
Lithaladhwen: (A cowboy entered the saloon.)
Papa Tymisonn: (Whorehouse.)
Syra Zemyla: (He was an inujin with a hand missing?)
Lithaladhwen: (The whorehouse saloon. The place with drinks and poker.)
Syra Zemyla: (And he said, "I'm looking for the man who shot my paw."?)
Papa Tymisonn: (... *shoot's Zem's paw*)
Papa Tymisonn: (BAD PUN BOY. NO BISCUIT.)
Lithaladhwen: (No, he was looking for an Inujin with six toes on his right paw.)
Lithaladhwen: (He said, "My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. And now...prepare to die.")
Papa Tymisonn: (... ...)
Papa Tymisonn: (Can we RP now? >.<)
Syra Zemyla: (Sure.)
Lithaladhwen: (Yes, Zem has returned. You fellow may play as much poker as he likes.)
LovelyJester: *The whore escorting him, is a tall, sleek creature, with masses of brilliant red hair, and a bit of a cocky demeaner*
Syra Zemyla: *to Zeke* Hmm. Sounds like it'll be fun.
Arch mage144: I'm sure it will. *looks at his hand of cards* Damn.
Papa Tymisonn: Run out of luck, fella? *sits, chair backwards*
Syra Zemyla: I fold.
Arch mage144: You fold? You can't have a worse hand than I do.
LovelyJester: Pity. Sounds like you guys need a little luck at your table.
Papa Tymisonn: ... you fellas don't even have a clue as to what a poker face is, do ya?
Papa Tymisonn: I am gonna make a killin'.
LovelyJester: *Seats herself* Good thing I'm here.....I always see to it that a man is lukcy.
LovelyJester: *lucky
Syra Zemyla: (Note that this was after drawing the second set of cards.)
Papa Tymisonn: What's the game? Smiildor Hold-Em?
Syra Zemyla: (Also, "Go fish.")
Lithaladhwen: *looks up from her book*
Lithaladhwen: IM: It's not often two patrons come in and leave with each other. Looks like that's what we've got here. Huh.
Lithaladhwen: *makes a note in the corner of one page and continues reading*
LovelyJester: IM: So boring!
Papa Tymisonn: (... hello?)
LovelyJester: IM: If this were CHESS......
LovelyJester: IM: I could use my damn head!
LovelyJester: *pouts jusssssst the tiniest bit*
Lithaladhwen: (I don't know that anyone is playing the dealer. I'm not because I don't know how to play poker. <_< )
LovelyJester: (Exactly!)
Papa Tymisonn: (At all?)
Papa Tymisonn: (I do.)
Arch mage144: (I do, but I don't really care that much about RPing the minutiae of a poker game)
Lithaladhwen: (No. I learned from an encyclopedia when I was little, but no one played with me and I forgot.)
Syra Zemyla: No, from what I can tell it's Gunnir stud with 7 cards instead of 5.
Arch mage144: (Despite the fact that I suggested how to roll for i t)
Papa Tymisonn: Deal me in.
Syra Zemyla: (Hmm, maybe disregard?)
Syra Zemyla: (Never mind.)
Syra Zemyla: (Let's using Window!)
Lithaladhwen: (If you guys want to RP poker, you go ahead and use Window. I don't feel like looking up d20 poker rules.)
Syra Zemyla: (Hmm. What is Valerie's poker skill?)
NYClark2: (( You need a dealer? ))
Lithaladhwen: (Personally I have absolutely no interest in attaching numbers to the poker game. Clark, if you're interested, more power to you.)
Syra Zemyla: (Let's just play it as standard poker.)
Papa Tymisonn: (K.)
LovelyJester: Too bad it itsn't strip poker.
LovelyJester: *giggles*
Papa Tymisonn: You'd be impressed, lil miss... now who's dealin'?
NYClark2: (( I was thinking of having Toxie relieve the current dealer, "it's" a person of many talents. ))
LovelyJester: Can I getcha something to drink?
Lithaladhwen: (That sounds fine. I'm cool with that.)
Lithaladhwen: (I'm just trying to think of a way to fix whatever this is I've gotten myself into....)
Zero has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: (Hey, Zero. We're watching Charles, Zem and Clark play poker. <_<)
Syra Zemyla: (You know, it'll be kind of difficult to bluff since we can see each other's rolls.)
Papa Tymisonn: ... water's fine, thanks.
NYClark2: ::The current dealer excuses herself suddenly, a few moments later, a rather androgynous looking person, especially due to the almost frumpy dark robes it is wearing, walks in and sits in her place::
NYClark2: <Toxie>
Lithaladhwen: (I'm going to start an RP in which we RP grass growing. In fact, half of us will RP the grass, and half will be people watching the grass grow.)
NYClark2: (( Hmm? ))
Papa Tymisonn: (Poker can be quite fascinating if you know the mechanics.)
Syra Zemyla: (Let's just use Window.)
Lithaladhwen: (Not in an CIRP and not when only a couple of people here know how to play. I'm bored and I'll probably just end up logging this in the morning.)
LovelyJester: Oh come on now.....It's on the house...*gives a playful tap on his hat*
Papa Tymisonn: ... light beer.
NYClark2: ::In a quiet and hard-to-place accent:: I will be the new dealer... sorry. ::bows head slightly::
Syra Zemyla: (Maybe we should have just stuck to hitting on each other. :D)
Zero: (Why not have a character hover over and talk, or something?)
LovelyJester: (Change of pace.....)
Lithaladhwen: (Because they don't want to talk. They want to play Window poker. e_e)
LovelyJester: *Brings back a beer, and a couple of shots* This could be made a great deal more interestin' after a drinkin' game........
Zero: (If someone would describo the scene, I may enter :-( )
Zero: (But I'm a lazy fuck so don't count on it.)
Papa Tymisonn: I try to teetotal when I'm playin', girlie. But I'll make an exception, this time...
Lithaladhwen: IM: I can't take this anymore. I've watched enough poker games today. Those two aren't even talking to each other.
Syra Zemyla: (We're in a bar in a whorehouse.)
Lithaladhwen: IM: Fuck it. I'm going to go drink.
Syra Zemyla: (Let's just pretend we've played a couple hands.)
Syra Zemyla: *time passes*
Lithaladhwen: *The young woman who's been lurking in the corner gets up and walks through the bead curtain*
NYClark2: (( Well if that's the case ))
Papa Tymisonn: (I frankly think the mysterious stranger will be winning.)
LovelyJester: Good.
LovelyJester: Now.
LovelyJester: *Distributes shots to Mr. Wink, Miss not working lady, and Tex, as well as the blonde ho*
Syra Zemyla: Hmm, could I have an ale?
LovelyJester: Of course!
Lithaladhwen: </Shakti the brothel lurker>
LovelyJester: *Fetches as such*
NYClark2: (( Miss not working lady? ))
LovelyJester: Now, you each tell one lie, one truth. We have to guess which. If we're wrong. We have to drink. easy enough, yes?
Syra Zemyla: (Is that Valerie, or someone else?)
Papa Tymisonn: ... this'll prove interesting.
Zero: (Meh. If you're gonna leave before I can hop in, I see no point to hopping in :D)
NYClark2: So... if the poker is over. I am going then?
LovelyJester: (Valerie yes.)
Syra Zemyla: (Ah, then never mind the ale.)
LovelyJester: I'll start you off.
Arch mage144: Hmmm. This sounds like an entertaining game.
LovelyJester: First....
LovelyJester: I grew up in a farm in Riva, and one day while I was tending my families crops, a rabbit popped out of the ground, that had been painted pink. About an hour later, three mounted men came ridin' up, as fancy as lords, inquiring if
LovelyJester: I'd seen the damn bunny.
LovelyJester: Apparantly, the rabbit was worth the cost of a fine house in gold, to whoever caught it.
LovelyJester: SECOND!
Arch mage144: *quirks an eyebrow* IM: Not what I'd call a believable tale.
LovelyJester: There are exactly fourteen ways a spoon can be used in a naughty manner.
Arch mage144: IM: Then again, this sounds like the kind of game I'd play to lose.
Papa Tymisonn: First one's a lie.
LovelyJester: *leans foreward and flashes a grin* Guesses?
Syra Zemyla: Second one is a lie.
Arch mage144: I'm going to guess you're creative. The second one is a lie.
LovelyJester: *scoots Valerie's and Mr. Winks glasses foreward*
LovelyJester: Drink up!
NYClark2: (( Is Toxie playing? ))
Arch mage144: Whaaat!?
Arch mage144: I'm totally going to find the fifteenth!
Arch mage144: *chugs*
Syra Zemyla: *drinks*
LovelyJester: I can't divulge the name of the girl, but apparantly she has a patron with an unnatural love of silverware.....
LovelyJester: Ah ha! Now, who will go next.
Papa Tymisonn: *chuckles, leaving his drink untouched*
LovelyJester: I say Mr. Big hat since he got it right.
Papa Tymisonn: OK.
Papa Tymisonn: ... I'm 53. I'm a reaper.
Arch mage144: Those are your two statements?
NYClark2: IM: Spoon in room is not for soup anymore.
Arch mage144: Bullshit you're the reaper! And I'm prepared to drink two if I'm wrong!
Zero has left the room.
Syra Zemyla: I've seen stranger. You're not 53.
LovelyJester: Mmm. You could be 53, let me see under that hat!
LovelyJester: Maybe you're part elf!
LovelyJester: It could be magic.....
Papa Tymisonn: *lifts the hat, to show shaggy salt and pepper hair...*
LovelyJester: But I thought a little kitty girl was death......
Arch mage144: ...a kitty girl? Don't make me laugh!
Papa Tymisonn: *puts it back down*
Arch mage144: I've looked death in the eyes more times than most men can ever say they've walked down the street!
LovelyJester: It's the truth!
Arch mage144: And she's no goddamned catgirl!
NYClark2: Fifty three is not so hard to believe.
LovelyJester: She's about this high....*motions to show*
Arch mage144: I'm beginning to question how high you are.
LovelyJester: I'm not high...
Papa Tymisonn: Well folks? Make your choices.
LovelyJester: *pouts*
Arch mage144: Like I said. The bit about the reaper is a lie.
NYClark2: Oh, was I to make a choice?
Syra Zemyla: *Valerie starts giggling* I already have. First one is a lie.
LovelyJester: 53.
LovelyJester: The hair speaks. You're 53.
Syra Zemyla: No, he could be 52 or 54.
Arch mage144: Oh, great, so precise!
Arch mage144: But you're willing to accept that he's death?
Arch mage144: Here you are bickering about his age!
Arch mage144: Man, you people are nuts.
Papa Tymisonn: All decided, then?
NYClark2: I agree with Mirabell.
Syra Zemyla: I'm decided.
NYClark2: (( That's who red texty is, right? ))
LovelyJester: (correct.)
NYClark2: (( I always almost spell it Maribell, because I knew someone by that name ))
LovelyJester: (Mira=red, Petunia=Green, Daisy=Gold)
Papa Tymisonn: ... Valerie, is it?
Arch mage144: Hah! I knew it!
Syra Zemyla: Yes?
Papa Tymisonn: You are the only one who ain't gonna be liftin' their glass.
Arch mage144: ...WHAT!?
Arch mage144: I call BULLSHIT!
Arch mage144: *throws back his shotglass*
Arch mage144: *as if to make a statement, throws back Valerie's, too*
Lithaladhwen: *voice from the door* Well, well, well. Look at all the dirty Domans all in a row. That's what I like to see.
Papa Tymisonn: ... do you really want to make sure I'm not lying? e_e *deadly serious*
Lithaladhwen: <Quinn>
Arch mage144: Yeah, man! I've looked you in the eye a dozen times! You're full of grade-A chocobo shit!
Arch mage144: *burps slightly*
Lithaladhwen: Hey Valerie. Hi Zeke. *grin* Hello ladies.
Arch mage144: ...pardon me.
Syra Zemyla: Oh! Hey Quinn!
Arch mage144: I didn't see you come in, Quinn. *grins*
Arch mage144: We'll do the death tango another time, my man.
Papa Tymisonn: ... no you won't.
Lithaladhwen: *waves her fingertips at Mr. Hat* Hi there. What's your name?
Papa Tymisonn: Jethro. And you?
Lithaladhwen: *fangy grin* Quinn. Lovely to meet you.
NYClark2: I guess I now have to drink...
Lithaladhwen: *offers a hand to shake*
Papa Tymisonn: *nods*
Papa Tymisonn: *shakes, a bit roughly for shaking a lady's hand*
LovelyJester: *Quinn is met with a range of grins from the working ladies*
NYClark2: ::Drinks::
Lithaladhwen: *By contrast, she shakes his hand in a rather...friendly manner. She doesn't treat it like it's a hand, if that describes it.*
Papa Tymisonn: *doesn't notice*
LovelyJester: Now guys, let's settle down....
Lithaladhwen: So, how is everyone tonight? What's the game?
LovelyJester: There are far more entertainin' pursuits here than fistfightin'......
NYClark2: A game of the drink.
LovelyJester: Poker then now we're playin' a drinkin game.....
Arch mage144: Bahhh! Quinn, you really believe that guy's death?
LovelyJester: *The blonde lass heaves a little sigh*
Arch mage144: He's full of...something.
Papa Tymisonn: I'm not death, genius.
Papa Tymisonn: Death delegates.
Syra Zemyla: He's a reaper. Keep it straight.
LovelyJester: ....I still say the reaper is a little catgirl.
Arch mage144: Yeah, yeah, your mom's a reaper.
Lithaladhwen: *shrugs* And I occasionally consume people's souls. *wink* I guess we're all a little strange.
Arch mage144: She had me totally slain last night.
LovelyJester: >.>
Papa Tymisonn: ... oh brother. Is this going to turn into "Reapers 101"?
Lithaladhwen: *laughs*
LovelyJester: *pipes up from the back* I bet she did.
Arch mage144: Somebody get me another drink. This is going to be a looong night.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Zeke is great. I should.. nah.
Papa Tymisonn: Just so I can make this guy understand what the hell I am?
Arch mage144: No matter how I choose to spend it. *winks at Quinn...*
NYClark2: You say two things, one is true, the other is not. Others guess which is which. If they are wrong, they drink.
Arch mage144: *...then winks at Valerie*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Ah. I love it when my friends get along.
LovelyJester: Can do!
Papa Tymisonn: Who's next?
LovelyJester: *off goes the blonde to fetch sweet sweet gooze!*
Lithaladhwen: IM: In fact, there's nothing better than a group of friends who all get along well together.
LovelyJester: *Comes back*
LovelyJester: *Sets down a new drink*
LovelyJester: How about you Mister?
LovelyJester: *To Zeke*
Arch mage144: Yeah, sure, my turn, is it?
Arch mage144: Hmm...
Arch mage144: I've killed more men than anyone else in this room. *pointed glare at Mr. Hat*
Arch mage144: Oooooor...
Arch mage144: I've slept with more people than anyone else in this room. *wide grin*
Lithaladhwen: *laughs*
Lithaladhwen: Am I allowed to play?
Papa Tymisonn: Second one's true. *sips his beer*
Arch mage144: No, damnit, that might change my answer!
Syra Zemyla: What if they're both false?
Lithaladhwen: *pouts* Fine.
NYClark2: You are in wrong room for second one.
Arch mage144: That's what you think.
Syra Zemyla: Hmm. The... first one.
Lithaladhwen: IM: It's distinctly possible that I've both killed and fucked more people than my dear Zeke. I've certainly done more at the same time.
NYClark2: Because I think not too many killers in this room.
Arch mage144: Any more guesses from the peanut gallery?
NYClark2: And Reaper take soul after person already dead.
LovelyJester: I say the first!
Papa Tymisonn: *sips his beer again*
LovelyJester: It'd be hard to top some of the ladies. *Giggles*
NYClark2: So I say first is true, second is lie.
LovelyJester: I don't know......I vote the second.
Syra Zemyla: I say first.
LovelyJester: And yes, please join in ma'am. *pulls out a chair*
Arch mage144: *laughing* Alright, alright. Shall we have the truth now?
Lithaladhwen: *twirls the chair around to sit on it splay-legged, leaving room for her wings to spread out a little behind her*
Lithaladhwen: Thanks. ^_~
LovelyJester: *Grins at Quinn*
LovelyJester: Yes, sweetness, the truth!
NYClark2: Truth!
Arch mage144: Totally the first one. You really think I'd make that claim in a whorehouse?
Papa Tymisonn: *by the way, hasn't been leering at all at any of the girls.*
Arch mage144: And even if Mr. Death over here is who he says he is, I'm the one doing his dirty work.
Papa Tymisonn: How many men HAVE you killed, then?
Arch mage144: *holds up his fingers and appears to be counting*
Lithaladhwen: I think you'll have to do yearly averages, Zeke.
Arch mage144: Hmm. Damn. Not enough fingers, and I left my abacus at my inn.
NYClark2: I am correct!
NYClark2: IM: Sad thing to be correct about.
LovelyJester: Whoo!
Arch mage144: Don't worry, they all deserved it. Somehow.
LovelyJester: *And Mirabell throws one back*
Arch mage144: *drinks for the hell of it, because he can*
Syra Zemyla: *drinks*
Papa Tymisonn: I'll look into it... Zeke, was it? Last name?
Arch mage144: Mazuo.
Syra Zemyla: I think I may have killed more.
Papa Tymisonn: *nods* I'll get back to you.
Arch mage144: Yes, I'm related to that terrible failure of a mercenary, Kamos Mazuo. He's my cousin.
LovelyJester: *To Valerie, and Quinn* Would one of you like to go next?
Lithaladhwen: Ooh. Hm.
Lithaladhwen: I don't know. I can.
Papa Tymisonn: ... oh, HIM. I've been wondering for a while why he ain't wiling away the hours downstairs yet...
LovelyJester: >.> So many killers! Tch, what's the world come too.....
Papa Tymisonn: Got more breaks than he deserves, y'ask me...
NYClark2: It come to us.
Lithaladhwen: *places one clawed finger on her lips thoughtfully*
Arch mage144: Don't look at me, I've never really worked with him before.
Lithaladhwen: This is actually kind of hard. Hm.
Papa Tymisonn: Neither have I.
Arch mage144: IM: That's not all, baby.
NYClark2: (( Isn't it Val's turn? ))
Papa Tymisonn: But when y'blow a whole town downstairs and give the entire organization a filing disaster, you tend to remember.
Lithaladhwen: (She asked which one would go next. Quinn volunteered.)
LovelyJester: *plops down in between Mr. Hat and Quinn, and places a pitcher of beer in the middle of the table*
Papa Tymisonn: *drinks his shot*
Arch mage144: Ah, yes, the bureaucracy in hell must be terrible. o_o
Papa Tymisonn: Tends to be. *sips the beer*
Lithaladhwen: Hm. One: I have a sister named Shillelagh. Two: I've only ever killed men during sex.
LovelyJester: *taps her chin*
LovelyJester: Oooh the second, eh! *giggles*
Papa Tymisonn: ... I'm stayin' out of this one. *takes another shot*
Syra Zemyla: The first.
LovelyJester: *Eyeing Quinn*
Arch mage144: Hah! The second one's true.
LovelyJester: I'd say the first.
Arch mage144: Wait, no.
Arch mage144: False! I meant to say false.
Arch mage144: I know better. >.>
Syra Zemyla: The first is false.
NYClark2: I think Shillaylee sound like any other name. So could be true. ::nods::
Lithaladhwen: *smiles*
Lithaladhwen: I really do have a sister named Shillelagh. And I've killed both men and women doing all sorts of things. Not just sex, though certainly that's a favorite.
Lithaladhwen: The second one is a lie.
Papa Tymisonn: What I thought.
Lithaladhwen: Oh, you cheat. *indulgent smile*
NYClark2: I am correct again!
Syra Zemyla: *drinks*
Papa Tymisonn: Me? I didn't enter that one...
Papa Tymisonn: It's not like I got your file...
Arch mage144: *grins* So maybe you are a reaper, whatever.
Lithaladhwen: Hn. My file is hardly the first thing most guys ask for.
Arch mage144: Certainly wasn't my first request.
Syra Zemyla: I suppose it's my turn now?
Lithaladhwen: *gives Zeke a peck on the cheek*
Papa Tymisonn: *drinks his beer again*
Arch mage144: Who wants to peruse paperwork when there are so many more interesting things to explore?
LovelyJester: *Drinks!*
Papa Tymisonn: This is gettin' fun, folks...
Syra Zemyla: Exactly!
LovelyJester: *hiccup!*
Lithaladhwen: And that's why we love you, Zeke.
Lithaladhwen: ^_^
Arch mage144: Yesh it IS! ^_^
LovelyJester: *The young blonde with the scenery is turning a bit red in the face*
LovelyJester: Let's see......'o hasn't had a go......
LovelyJester: You Misses......You haven't gone.
Syra Zemyla: *Valerie looks fine, other than a slow sway.*
Syra Zemyla: I know.
Papa Tymisonn: *solid as a rock*
LovelyJester: *claps*
Arch mage144: *is Zeke*
LovelyJester: A truth and a lie!
Lithaladhwen: *hasn't had a drop!*
Arch mage144: *he might as well be drunk about half the time anyway*
Syra Zemyla: I have visited over a dozen dimensions, and I have found a weapon made by a deity.
NYClark2: ::Toxie only had one, so is doing ok::
LovelyJester: Ooooh!
Arch mage144: Bah! You're one of those plane-hopping mages, aren't you?
Arch mage144: That's gotta be it. Second one's a lie.
LovelyJester: .......Weapon. Damn Gods, leaving things everywhere!
NYClark2: (( A dozen? We're already in three! So that's not so hard. ))
LovelyJester: You look like a mage to me. The first one.....
Papa Tymisonn: ... second one's true.
Papa Tymisonn: *holds a shot to his lips, however*
Arch mage144: Someone's anticipating a drink.
Papa Tymisonn: We'll see.
Lithaladhwen: Hm. You seem like you've been around to me. It's something I appreciate in a woman. I'll bet that the first one is true.
NYClark2: I think either one is strange.
Arch mage144: Hah, when Quinn says you've been around...
Arch mage144: *trails off, not finishing that one*
Syra Zemyla: *starts giggling again*
NYClark2: But second one seems harder to believe. I mean, a god is wanting things back.
Lithaladhwen: I know what I'm talking about. You know that as well as anyone, Zeke.
Arch mage144: A god is wanting things back! *mockingly* Where'd you get an accent like that? Besides, the gods don't really care what we do down here.
LovelyJester: IM: There'll be no bloody business tonight. Those three will run off to have grand party.
Syra Zemyla: (Is the yellow one Daisy?)
LovelyJester: (Daisey is indeed yellow.)
Syra Zemyla: *to Daisy* Have you made a decision yet?
LovelyJester: (Yay for whores with silly names!)
LovelyJester: Yes!
LovelyJester: *Giggles and leans over to whisper back*
Syra Zemyla: Okay. The first one is true.
NYClark2: But you lose something, you want it back. Right?
LovelyJester: *kisses her cheek and laughs uproariously*
Arch mage144: Depends what it is!
Papa Tymisonn: *drink*
Lithaladhwen: *spreads her hands innocently* If there's one thing I can tell about a lady...*trails off and grins*
Arch mage144: There're quite a few things I've never regretted losing.
LovelyJester: *Takes another drink, looking ever more the merry creature*
Arch mage144: Like strip Poker!
LovelyJester: *hic* I like that one!
Arch mage144: ...but I guess it wasn't mine, exactly...
Arch mage144: ...damn, uh...disregard that.
Lithaladhwen: *chuckles* How you doing over there, Zeke?
NYClark2: I am correct again!
LovelyJester: Daisy Or Toxie, it's your turn....
LovelyJester: *a trill of giggles* oooh!
LovelyJester: I have one!
LovelyJester: ....Two....really.
NYClark2: Ok.
LovelyJester: But they count as one, yeah?
NYClark2: IM: I guess I go next.
LovelyJester: When I was a little girl, I fell into a river and drowned, they pulled me out, but I'd stopped breathing for a long time. After the mages helped me, I said I had seen the Gods.
CGNakibe has left the room.
LovelyJester: TWO.
LovelyJester: I am wearing no underpants!
LovelyJester: *stiffles a snicker at this*
Lithaladhwen: *eyebrow raise*
LovelyJester: Oh honestly, I know the answer to this one....
Syra Zemyla: *she is now laughing*
Arch mage144: Hmmm!
LovelyJester: *Decides to keep her mouth shut on this one*
Arch mage144: That's a tough one!
NYClark2: ::Giggles slightly::
Papa Tymisonn: I'm outta this one too. *drink*
LovelyJester: *takes a drink*
Syra Zemyla: *drinks*
Arch mage144: That first story's a total fake. There's no way you're wearing underwear!
NYClark2: (( What? ))
NYClark2: (( You just said that both are false ))
Lithaladhwen: Wishful thinking. The second one's true. *smile*
LovelyJester: Annnnyone else?
NYClark2: I think... Um...
LovelyJester: ........*hums a song to get her to hurry up*
Syra Zemyla: (Now I have the Jeopardy song in my head. :{)
LovelyJester: (Doo doo do do doo doo do. do de do do do doooo)
NYClark2: It is tough to say. But I think second one is easier to believe.
Arch mage144: (I noticed you didn't sit down during the break, Zem. Have a hot date last night?)
Lithaladhwen: (Knock knock.)
LovelyJester: You are all wrong wrong!
LovelyJester: I am wearing panties tonight!
Lithaladhwen: *pout* All right then.
NYClark2: Oh no... I am wrong! Time for drinking.
LovelyJester: IM: Though with luck for not much longer.....
NYClark2: ::Drinks::
Syra Zemyla: *raises an eyebrow* You sure?
LovelyJester: .......
Lithaladhwen: Bring me a Block H. You know it's my favorite.
LovelyJester: *Stands*
Arch mage144: Damn!
Papa Tymisonn: (... that's a bad, bad drink.)
Arch mage144: *throws back his drink*
LovelyJester: *lifts up the corner of her skirt*
Arch mage144: *eyes widen*
LovelyJester: *Exposes the side of her leg, where a faint panty line is seen*
Lithaladhwen: *leans over as if to verify*
LovelyJester: Toold you.......
Syra Zemyla: Hmm.
LovelyJester: *drops her skirt*
Lithaladhwen: Ah. I see. I like that pair. *smile of uberflattery*
LovelyJester: I do too!
LovelyJester: It's why they are still on.
LovelyJester: *plops back down in her chair*
LovelyJester: Toxie's turn now......
NYClark2: Ahh... my turn?
NYClark2: Ok... now to think of something.
NYClark2: I will be having another drink first!
LovelyJester: Yes. I'm sure that'll help.
LovelyJester: >.>
LovelyJester: *Snort*
NYClark2: ::Drinks::
NYClark2: ::Now has a bit of a blush going::
Lithaladhwen: *throws back her Block H cocktail like it's lemonade on a hot day*
Lithaladhwen: IM: I love those.
NYClark2: Hokay... ::Takes a deep breath::
Arch mage144: *smirk*
NYClark2: (( You are going to love these ))
Papa Tymisonn: *takes another sip of beer, and is truly not drunk*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Best drinks ever. Like having a tentacle rammed down your throat, only in the good way.
Lithaladhwen: *doesn't appear phased by the monstrosity she's consumed*
NYClark2: ::Looks to Mr. Mazuo:: This is how I actually talk.
NYClark2: (( Oops ))
Arch mage144: *quirks an eyebrow*
NYClark2: (( I messded up ))
NYClark2: The accent is my real one.*
NYClark2: (( There, that's better ))
NYClark2: ::Looks to all in general::
NYClark2: I am man.
Syra Zemyla: *blinks*
LovelyJester: Second is a lie!
LovelyJester: Yeah!
Arch mage144: *looks confused*
Syra Zemyla: I'm going to be contrary and say the first is a lie.
Arch mage144: Screw it, I'm drinking anyway. *throws back another shot*
Lithaladhwen: Not my favorite way to find this out, but for the sake of curiosity.... let's say you're a man and the first is a lie.
Arch mage144: *stands, wavering somewhat, and grabs his chair to brace himself* Hah. Ahah! HAH!
Lithaladhwen: IM: That's my boy.
Lithaladhwen: *beckons Zeke over to her chair* You come over here before you hurt yourself, kiddo.
Arch mage144: IM: Oooh.
Arch mage144: Yes ma'am!
Arch mage144: *walks over to Quinn and promptly sits on her lap*
Syra Zemyla: Hmm. *also scoots closer to Quinn*
Lithaladhwen: *totally allows this and helps support him with one arm so he doesn't fall over*
LovelyJester: *laughs at Zeke*
Lithaladhwen: Hey, Valerie.
LovelyJester: IM: Well at least he'll tip well, even if he doesn't go to one of the girls.
Lithaladhwen: IM: I love this place. Such a lovely evening tonight.
LovelyJester: IM: Drunks always tip well.
Syra Zemyla: Hey, Quinn. Anything new happened with you?
NYClark2: So everyone is guessing?
LovelyJester: Yes!
LovelyJester: Now tell!
NYClark2: Ok. ::smiles::
Lithaladhwen: Oh, you know. The usual. How about you, Valerie?
LovelyJester: *Says the snappy Mirabell, who has had veyr little to drink*
NYClark2: You two knew already. ::Hand wave to the co-workers::
LovelyJester: *Drunken Daisy blows a raspberry at Toxie*
Lithaladhwen: *eyes Toxie appraisingly*
Lithaladhwen: *smiles*
LovelyJester: Oh just say!
NYClark2: I am no man.
NYClark2: (( Toxie: And as such, I blinded a cyclops ))
Syra Zemyla: *drinks* About the same.
LovelyJester: Shall we have another round.......*Drawls* or switch to other diversions?
Papa Tymisonn: *keeps at his beer, it's about half full*
Lithaladhwen: *throws back another Block H* Whatever you ladies recommend. I trust you.
Arch mage144: I...!
Syra Zemyla: Hmm. I don't want to get too drunk.
Arch mage144: Need a diversion!
Arch mage144: *stands up and points at the sky expectently*
Papa Tymisonn: Want to go back to poker?
Arch mage144: Depends who I'm poking, and where, and with what!
LovelyJester: Foo to poker!
Syra Zemyla: We're too drunk for that.
LovelyJester: (.....Hey cha. Brian. Want to try reserecting Ousama?)
Syra Zemyla: I'd probably start laughing at the cards.
Papa Tymisonn: (... ... HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!)
Arch mage144: (I'm probably gonna hit it pretty soon on account of the fact that I have a final exam tomorrow.)
LovelyJester: (As do I! but i have a way to keep it going should anyone be interested.)
Lithaladhwen: I think.... that maybe it's time for Zeke to call it a night. *throws an arm around him*
Lithaladhwen: (I have to get up with Brian.)
Arch mage144: Yes ma'am!
Lithaladhwen: Valerie?
Syra Zemyla: Yes?
Arch mage144: *looks at Valerie*
LovelyJester: (Night y'all.)
Papa Tymisonn: (*winkwinknudgenudgehow'syourfather*)
Lithaladhwen: You staying here, or would you like to spend the evening with us? The night is young, you know.
Syra Zemyla: (I have to go soon, too.)
Syra Zemyla: I'll go with you.
Lithaladhwen: ^_^
Lithaladhwen: Lovely.
LovelyJester: *pout* IM: No fun for daisy. Poor neglected prostitute......
Syra Zemyla: (Hmm, Zeke doesn't know she's a shapeshifter. :D)
Lithaladhwen: *pulls money out of gods-only-know-where in that outfit and sets quite a bit on the table*
Arch mage144: (Noooo he does not)
Arch mage144: (I have a feeling he's going to find out)
Lithaladhwen: That's for you ladies for a wonderful evening.
Arch mage144: Yeah! I had a great time!
Syra Zemyla: *also pays, possibly more than necessary*
LovelyJester: *Grins*
LovelyJester: Anytimes loves.
Arch mage144: Now I'm going to go have a better one!
LovelyJester: Come back.....*winks*
Syra Zemyla: It was fun, even if I didn't meet that guy I was supposed to.
Arch mage144: *waves enthusiastically* You know it!
LovelyJester: We'll be happy to entertain....
Lithaladhwen: *grins*
LovelyJester: *Waves*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Lovely evening. Such nice people in Doma. You always meet up with someone you know.
Papa Tymisonn: ... *sigh*
LovelyJester: IM: I have the best job ever.
Lithaladhwen: *heads out with her two good friends*
Lithaladhwen: *tips Jeri grossly as well to pay for her time spent*
Syra Zemyla: *leaves :D*
Arch mage144: IM: Oh yeah, this is good news. I can totally count to two!
Papa Tymisonn: You folks let people sleep here overnight?
Lithaladhwen: *Accepts payments*
NYClark2: Good having you... ::Waves::
LovelyJester: Eh, Reaper.....Care to accompany me upstairs?
Papa Tymisonn: If you folks let people sleep here overnight.
Syra Zemyla: (I hear you're a real killer in bed. :D)
Arch mage144: (I am out!)
LovelyJester: Depends on how much you pay.
Arch mage144: (*fwip*)
Papa Tymisonn: *drops a load of gil on the table bigger than Quinn's*
Papa Tymisonn: That enough?
LovelyJester: ........More than enough, doll.
Syra Zemyla: (WTF everyone.)
LovelyJester: (night guys!)
Arch mage144 has left the room.
Syra Zemyla has left the room.
Papa Tymisonn: *gets up* Let's do this.
LovelyJester: *Takes his arm* Now, want to see if we can have some fun too, or shall I find you a quiet bed?
Lithaladhwen: (I'll be keeping hot aim-log action alive in the morning. Then I'll put the RP up on my doohicky.)
NYClark2: Whoa... that is a lot of time.
Lithaladhwen: (Night folks.)
LovelyJester: (nighto.)
NYClark2: Have fun Mira.
Papa Tymisonn: ... I'm into having some fun, I suppose.
Papa Tymisonn: IM: I've got time to kill.
LovelyJester: *Daisy wobbles over and takes his other arm*
Papa Tymisonn: ... well. That IS a lot of fun.
LovelyJester: IM: Nobody else, might as well join in...
LovelyJester: Our hospitality is legend.
NYClark2: ::Stands, or tries too, but is a bit wobbly as well::
NYClark2: ::Whatever those drinks were, they were no light stuff::
LovelyJester: Now, come on upstairs....
Papa Tymisonn: Lead the way...
NYClark2: The best in the land.
LovelyJester: IM: Praise Ashura, I do so love my job.
LovelyJester: *And so! HE is ushered off by two lovely working girls*
Papa Tymisonn: *will be a rather good customer*
LovelyJester: *To be treated to a very lovely evening indeed*
LovelyJester: *Of course, Mirabell spends part of the time, loudly praying to Ashura....but that's another story*
LovelyJester: /RP
Papa Tymisonn: </rp>
Papa Tymisonn: That was fun.
LovelyJester: I agree.
LovelyJester: The whore house is neat.
NYClark2: And now we know more about the mysterious androgynous Toxie.
LovelyJester: Though more people need to play working girls so I don't have to NPC so many.
Papa Tymisonn: Indeed. Good job, Ashley.
NYClark2: Good job Lexington.
NYClark2: You make this place work.
Papa Tymisonn: I promise next time I'll play a working boy.
Papa Tymisonn: Also: I shall snooker someone into playing Layne's dad!
Lithaladhwen: Gnight all! Much love.
NYClark2: G'night
Papa Tymisonn: Tah.
Lithaladhwen: I am queen of RP logs! *wild laughter*
Papa Tymisonn: Yes you are, you mad, mad woman.
Papa Tymisonn: It should be linked on the mainsite.
Lithaladhwen: Well, we'll have to work on that.
Lithaladhwen: Ideally they'd be added to the on-site database, but failing that, at least people have access to them now.
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