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CGNakibe: (Mrow?)
OMG Dirty: (penis!)
PsychoQuadDuck: (I may still be quiet for a while.)
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Lithaladhwen: (Hey people.)
PsychoQuadDuck: (I know I haven't been here in a month, but that really wasn't my fault.)
PapatymisonN: (I blame the schools.)
PsychoQuadDuck: (I blame computer trouble, actually.)
PsychoQuadDuck: (For some reason, my laptop wouldn't allow the use of AIM.)
Lithaladhwen: (Your AIM was terrible anyway, as I recall.)
PsychoQuadDuck: (It was, yes.)
pd Rydia has entered the room.
PapatymisonN: (How-DEE.)
Lithaladhwen: (Hey folks.)
pd Rydia: (greetings folks)
pd Rydia: (what's going down in this here chat?)
Lithaladhwen: (Nothing yet. Still waiting for people to join.)
DarkLordKelne: (And I lurk for plotted stuff. Oh well.)
Lithaladhwen: (What kind of plotted stuff?)
CGNakibe: (Poor Poor Sadie. ;_;-)
DarkLordKelne: (Jak's Warcraft RP, I'm afraid.)
Lithaladhwen: (Poor Sadie indeed. She's not so bad.)
CGNakibe: (Ah, its running this week Kelne?)
Lithaladhwen: (Ah. Well, have fun then. RP is good no matter where it's happening.)
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PsychoQuadDuck: (What, is half the chat lurkers?)
Lithaladhwen: (Probably. At least they're here.)
Lithaladhwen: (So. People okay with second gen?)
FFFan80: (I'm sorry my mind isn't bursting with ideas all the damn time)
PapatymisonN: (It works for me.)
PsychoQuadDuck: (I'll be ready soon - yeah, I'm fine with 2nd gen - but I may have to take a break at some point.)
PsychoQuadDuck: (Dave had a bad day at work :-( )
Lithaladhwen: (Not everyone can be the engine of fun every single time. I appreciate whatever people are cool with. Roll call of people who plan to RP?)
PsychoQuadDuck: (I'm in - since it's been a whole damn month since my last chance.)
pd Rydia: (second gen is fine with me and Mike)
pd Rydia: (Mike may slide into the RP later)
Lithaladhwen: (He online?)
Lithaladhwen: (That would be cool.)
pd Rydia: (he's next to me, playing Mario)
TaiarKino: (Shoyuken!)
PapatymisonN: (also: *puts on a dunce cap*)
PsychoQuadDuck: (If you're both using the same user name in that situation, we may need some indication of who is who.)
PapatymisonN: (SILLY HATS!)
CGNakibe: (Show Me! Show You! Kinnikuman! Kinnikuman!)
Lithaladhwen: (So...Div, myself, Charles said he was cool for RP earlier, and who else?)
pd Rydia: (meyo)
FFFan80: (I don't know. depends what's going on. )
pd Rydia: (I don't have access to my character files on my compy, though, so it may take a moment to get myself together and jump in)
OMG Dirty: (me.)
PsychoQuadDuck: (If I'm distracted, it's likely because I'm watching another fast game run.)
DarkLordKelne has left the room.
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Lithaladhwen: (Okay, so I know a few people in here are interested in playing. Location preferences?)
PapatymisonN: (None.)
PsychoQuadDuck: (I have no preferences.)
pd Rydia: (nope)
FFFan80: (to put it politely as possible, I lack any muse whatsoever at the moment >.>; )
FFFan80: (which may or may not be due to playing an MMO like a drug fiend on crack =[ )
pd Rydia: (D=)
FFFan80: (v_v)
pd Rydia: (::ruffles hair:: )
OMG Dirty: (Something! RPish)
Lithaladhwen: (Okay. So. Anyplace is cool, but I can bet money we'll be defaulting to Doma. That okay with people?)
FFFan80: (Sure)
PapatymisonN: (Oh yes.)
pd Rydia: (I need to poop)
Lithaladhwen: (Dang. Nama was supposed to be here. Sadness.)
FFFan80: (NOW? =[)
pd Rydia: (+extra info!)
pd Rydia: (YAES)
OMG Dirty: Doma.
Lithaladhwen: (Oh cripes. I'll set us up.)
Lithaladhwen: *It's been a nice day today in Doma, and lots of people were lazing about enjoying the sunshine and flowers and birds and bees and things. The merchants have been benefiting from increased traffic, so prices are lower. Market sale!*
Lithaladhwen: *After all. Who doesn't love discount merchandise?*
Lithaladhwen: *You love it. Yes you do. Because you're in the marketplace for some reason. Maybe that's it.*
CGNakibe: (We love SAVINGS! Yes we DO!)
Lithaladhwen: *Standing at a market stall filled with herbs and spices and other assorted gardeny things is a young woman flipping through a notebook with a pencil gripped in her teeth.*
Lithaladhwen: *She looks something like*
Lithaladhwen: *this*
Besyanteo has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: (Bes!)
Besyanteo: (Yo)
OMG Dirty: *A young woman of the drow and cat variety, is there doing her shopping, wearing a nice bright yellow kimono*
PsychoQuadDuck: (I'll be there in a bit - I can't just flick inspiration on after a month, after all.)
pd Rydia: (bah)
Lithaladhwen: (Why are you being all weird and defensive about it? We understand people have computer problems. It isn't your fault.)
OMG Dirty: *She has a basket over one of her arms, full of what looks like mushrooms, noodles,.......and fish shaped cookies*
PapatymisonN: *a certain black-clad man, darkskinned, bald and cleanshaven, leans against the stall*
PapatymisonN: Hey.
PapatymisonN: *the herbs stall, that is...*
PsychoQuadDuck: (....I'm being weird and defensive?)
PapatymisonN: (TIME OUT.)
pd Rydia: (Div just likes to repeat things)
PapatymisonN: (If you've got stuff to discuss, take it to IM.)
pd Rydia: (from what I can tell)
PapatymisonN: (No lettin' it get in the way of RP, PLEASE.)
Lithaladhwen: (Already did, Cha.)
PapatymisonN: (Excellent.)
Lithaladhwen: (This Kae?)
PapatymisonN: (Indeed.)
OMG Dirty: (So it seems.)
FFFan80: (gonna go sorry folks)
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PsychoQuadDuck: (I think we're okay here.)
OMG Dirty: *Stops at a stall selling cute stuffed dolls and impulsively grabs a pink kitty*
Lithaladhwen: *looks up* Ng. Hey. 'ow are 'oo?
Lithaladhwen: *takes the pencil out of her mouth* Sorry. Hi.
PapatymisonN: Hey. And I'm fine.
PapatymisonN: What are ya up to?
OMG Dirty: =SO cute! I'll name you .........Antoine!=
Besyanteo: (I actually have some work to do for my RP. But I might hop in later. We'll see. :o)
Lithaladhwen: Oh, the usual. Horrible and dangerous experimentation. Pruning roses. You know me.
Lithaladhwen: (Okay, Bes.)
Lithaladhwen: Got a job, though. That's a start. You?
PapatymisonN: I get jobs. Still a "temp", I guess.
Lithaladhwen: *nod* Good deal. What brings you over to my end of the market? Looking for anything in particular?
PapatymisonN: Well, I DO need some new clothes...
OMG Dirty: *quickly purchases the kitty and gives him the seat of honor in her little woven basket, guarding her fish cookies*
PapatymisonN: *grabs at the black* Notice a trend?
OMG Dirty: *spots the herb cart and waves enthusiastically at Zea, not yet noticing the man in black*
PapatymisonN: (Down down down in a burnin' ring of fire...)
OMG Dirty: (ding ding.)
Lithaladhwen: *warning glance to Pure*
Lithaladhwen: IM: This could get ugly.
OMG Dirty: *flattens her ears and instantly loses her chipper face and switches to that of a more frazzled one*
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, well. I tend to stick with the same colors when I'm working, but...probably for different reasons.
PapatymisonN: ... kay...
PapatymisonN: Is there... something wrong? *hasn't seen her yet*
Lithaladhwen: *attempts to make eye contact with Pure again when Kae isn't looking*
Lithaladhwen: Nope. Just thought I recognized someone.
Lithaladhwen: Probably just a ghost.
PapatymisonN: Ah, kay.
Lithaladhwen: No worries. ^^;
PapatymisonN: Hope not.
PapatymisonN: *punches her arm lightly* Hey, what's that new job you got, then?
Lithaladhwen: Heh. Service of the lord, in a way of speaking.
PapatymisonN: Which one? Not the King, I hope...
Lithaladhwen: I'm being trained to become a reaper right now. Hopefully it'll work out. Really good opportunity.
PapatymisonN: o.o ... COOL.
Lithaladhwen: *head tilt* Yeah. Yeah, it is. Hopefully my other friends will be as cool with it as you are. I... think some of them won't deal well with it.
OMG Dirty: *attempts to quietly make her way to another stall, hard to though, with her wooden sandals, and their usual clacking*
Lithaladhwen: Me, you know. Taking people's souls out of their bodies when they die.
PapatymisonN: *... hears that*
PapatymisonN: *leans forward to see Pure*
PapatymisonN: ... oh.
PapatymisonN: But yeah. Taking souls. Cool.
Lithaladhwen: Are you looking for something, or are you just going to peer around my shoulder all day?
PapatymisonN: ... I saw her.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, I know.
Lithaladhwen: If she wanted to talk to you, she would.
PapatymisonN: I know.
PapatymisonN: ... gah. Man, I did trea-... >.< Not getting into it.
PapatymisonN: How'd you get to be a REAPER, anyways?
Lithaladhwen: *ingores his question* She didn't go into it either. All I heard was that you were trying to get under her kimono and weren't nice to the chicken.
Lithaladhwen: Then there was distracting weirdness and the conversation got derailed.
PapatymisonN: Oh. Uh... well, the chicken was from one of the Hells.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah? Same one that I'm from? *smirk*
PapatymisonN: Wouldn't know.
Lithaladhwen: Uh huh.
PapatymisonN: If it's a bad one, the WORSE one.
PapatymisonN: And as for the "under her kimono" thing...
PapatymisonN: ... Yes and no.
Lithaladhwen: Uh huh.
Lithaladhwen: I don't know and have no opinion.
Lithaladhwen: All I've heard is what I've heard from her.
PapatymisonN: ... yeah, don't worry about it.
Lithaladhwen: I won't. It's just one more reason why I can't sleep with you. Went and got yourself blacklisted. *smirk* Aren't women a pain in the ass.
pd Rydia: (HAY)
PapatymisonN: ... not touchin' that one...
Lithaladhwen: *looks down and scribbles something in her notebook*
Lithaladhwen: Kae'oss, would you take one step to your right?
PapatymisonN: ... *does so*
OMG Dirty: (Sorry sorry, phone.)
Lithaladhwen: *peers past him* Oh, yeah. He's dead. Awesome.
Lithaladhwen: *writes some more*
PapatymisonN: o.o
Lithaladhwen: Thanks.
PapatymisonN: I'm... not... standing in him, am I?
Lithaladhwen: Oh, no, you're fine. I just couldn't see through you.
PapatymisonN: *sigh of relief*
Lithaladhwen: I can tell now. I just wanted to doublecheck one more-- why? Would that bother you?
OMG Dirty: *watching, or trying to from behind a fruit stand, she is not so stealthy however*
PapatymisonN: ... Yeah. It would.
pd Rydia: ::So there's an older looking teen girl of short and chubby stature, looking over that aforementioned stall with the herbs::
Lithaladhwen: It's just a dead person. Like a live person without a body. Or sanity generally.
OMG Dirty: IM: When did they get so chummy?
Lithaladhwen: *to the girl* Hi. Can I help you with anything?
Lithaladhwen: (Chummy="Sorry. I'm not fucking you because my friend hates you and we're women.")
PapatymisonN: (Note how her mom does NOT enter into that.)
Lithaladhwen: (No. Zea doesn't try to stop Quinn from sleeping with people. It's silly.)
PapatymisonN: Still... it's... creepy.
pd Rydia: Ah, yes, please! Do you have any seeds, maybe seedlings? I'd like to grow a plant we call basil in the building where I live.
Lithaladhwen: Oh. Yeah. I have basil. For an extra charge I can just take one of the seeds I've got and grow it magically for you.
Lithaladhwen: How many?
Lithaladhwen: And Kae'oss....if you want creepy....
OMG Dirty: (She's out of hearing range is what I'm assuming)
Lithaladhwen: Well, the offer for creepy stuff is always open.
Lithaladhwen: (Yeah. I figured.)
pd Rydia: ::continues with the same southerly accent and a foreign meter to her speech:: Oh, please, I'd like to tend the seed! It's a good luck tradition.
OMG Dirty: =o.o= *pretending to inspect pears*
PapatymisonN: That's... fine.
pd Rydia: I would like four, please.
PapatymisonN: ... uh... *w* She's still there, isn't she?
pd Rydia: IM: She has basil! ^_^
Lithaladhwen: Four is fine. I assume you have pots and soil and things, right?
Lithaladhwen: And yes, Kae. She is.
Lithaladhwen: I'll probably have to explain why I'm even talking to you at this point. To be honest, female solidarity only carries me so far.
pd Rydia: Yes ma'am. ::nods::
Lithaladhwen: *finds basil for the nice young lady*
Lithaladhwen: *names an appropriate price that I don't care to calculate*
Lithaladhwen: You need anything else?
pd Rydia: ::pays and also tips:: No, ma'am. Are you often out here at the market, if I need new supplies?
PapatymisonN: ... I'll be back.
Lithaladhwen: I certainly am. And no ma'am.
PapatymisonN: *pushes off the stall*
PapatymisonN: Point me in the right direction.
Lithaladhwen: Kae'oss, don't bother her. *sigh*
Lithaladhwen: *to the girl* No ma'am. My name is Zea.
OMG Dirty: *moved on to cantalopes, despite the fact she hates them*
Lithaladhwen: No one is allowed to call me ma'am until I turn 18 or forty or something. I haven't decided.
PapatymisonN: ...
PapatymisonN: *doesn't want to interject in the conversation*
pd Rydia: Yes ma'--Yes mi--Yes, Zea. ::grins with sheepish humor::
Lithaladhwen: There.
Lithaladhwen: I'm here just about every day, so if you happen to miss me one day, I'll probably be there the next morning. It's just evenings I'm not around. 'kay?
PapatymisonN: ... And I won't be. A reason to smile.
Lithaladhwen: ... Fine. Pure's over there. *points* If you piss her off I'll put dead shit in your bed. Deal?
PapatymisonN: ... and if I do, but not because I TRIED or WANTED to...?
OMG Dirty: (WOOT! It helps to have the right friends. :D)
pd Rydia: ::nods, and pauses:: Would you be interested in having someone to work your stall in the evenings?
Lithaladhwen: Maybe. Looking for a job?
PapatymisonN: *sighs, and sets after her*
pd Rydia: ::seems a bit awkward at the conversation going on around her, but doing her best to politely overhear and pretend not to!::
pd Rydia: ::bobs head:: I've recently come to Doma.
OMG Dirty: =>.>=
OMG Dirty: *grabs her tail and starts to walk off after spotting kae's approach*
pd Rydia: I'm staying with a very nice woman, but I would also like to start earning money to support myself.
Lithaladhwen: Hm. Sounds good. I won't ask you to come to my house and talk about it, because honestly that's a weird place. I do want to ask you a question. Opinion of undead?
pd Rydia: ::tilts head slightly:: I've heard that word a few times, I think...could you explain it?
Lithaladhwen: Things die. Sometimes it's possible to use magic and animate the body. The mind is no longer in it, but the body is still working just fine. Make sense?
PapatymisonN: *ups his speed, JUST a bit*
pd Rydia: ::blinks:: Oh!
pd Rydia: ::pauses, and then nods::
pd Rydia: Sounds weird.
Lithaladhwen: *sigh* Yeah. Yeah, it is I guess. You wouldn't have to do any of that.
pd Rydia: IM: Mama would definitely not approve.
Lithaladhwen: What's your name?
pd Rydia: IM: ::image of an animated pet dog running around the farm and digging up holes everywhere::
OMG Dirty: *gnaws her tail then stops and turns around, and gives a little stomp*
pd Rydia: IM: ::snicker::
OMG Dirty: What?
pd Rydia: Bas'l Juiba, m--Zea.
pd Rydia: IM: ::watches the undead dog loose a leg, only to pick it up and bury it::
PsychoQuadDuck: *at about that point, a nekojin in a green robe approaches the stall. Said nekojin is leaning quite heavily on a heavy-looking wooden staff...*
PapatymisonN: ... what's up?
Lithaladhwen: Bas'l? I know I've heard that name before. We haven't met, have we?
Lithaladhwen: *raises a hand to greet the nekojin*
PsychoQuadDuck: *... and, for lack of better description, he looks a little... rotted. He also has some very nasty-looking red eyes*
PsychoQuadDuck: Hello there.
Lithaladhwen: (Is this the lich she met in Sorune's garden?)
PsychoQuadDuck: (It would be, yes.)
pd Rydia: I'm not sure?
pd Rydia: ::perks up:: I'm told by my Great-great something that I have family here.
Lithaladhwen: Hey there. Sorry, I forgot your name, sir.
PsychoQuadDuck: Damian.
pd Rydia: One of my Uncles or somesuch--a sailor named Tinnerson--came here some years back.
Lithaladhwen: Ah. Right. Of course.
Lithaladhwen: Damian, this is Bas'l. Bas'l...we were discussing undead. This is an acquaintance of mine named Damian.
pd Rydia: Hello, sir!
Lithaladhwen: IM: Tinnerson. Not ringing a bell.
PsychoQuadDuck: *nods toward Bas'l.... although it doesn't seem like he's very cheerful about it*
pd Rydia: ::stares openly at Damian::
Lithaladhwen: Well. Anyway.
Lithaladhwen: Damian, is there something I can help you with?
OMG Dirty: I am doing the shopping.
OMG Dirty: *sticks out her bottom lip* BUt you are doing the following, making the shopping hard.
PsychoQuadDuck: Not just yet. I'll let you know when I need your help.
Lithaladhwen: You'll let me know? Well, if you let me know now I can plan.
pd Rydia: ::Turns back and inspects her seeds, gleefully::
PapatymisonN: ... you were watching me and Zea.
PsychoQuadDuck: Well, the thing is I'm still not sure what to get. Although I will say I do know I'd be buying it for someone else.
PsychoQuadDuck: Really, I have no clue what they'd appreciate the most.
Lithaladhwen: Well. Give me some ideas. Bas'l here just bought..... okay, yeah, I just got that.
OMG Dirty: I wanted to speak to Zea, but you were there.
PapatymisonN: ... well, go then. I'll go someplace else.
PsychoQuadDuck: Let me start by saying it's for someone I decided to take in after a little... run-in earlier today. I was hoping for a rather weak spice.
OMG Dirty: *sticks her nose in the air* No no, I would not take you away from conversation.
OMG Dirty: I will just wait my turn.
PapatymisonN: I was pretty much done. Go.
PsychoQuadDuck: Understand that I know nothing about spices whatsoever.
OMG Dirty: You go!
OMG Dirty: *points a paw*
PapatymisonN: o.o
Lithaladhwen: A weak spice for what? What are you making?
PapatymisonN: ... I'M. DONE.
PapatymisonN: Please, go talk to your friend... *stalks off*
OMG Dirty: I just try to spare you embarrassment, then you get mad!
OMG Dirty: =Idiot idiot idiot!=
PapatymisonN: Oh, for the sake of the gods...
PapatymisonN: Look!
OMG Dirty: *growls and stomps towards Zea's cart*
PapatymisonN: I-...
Lithaladhwen: *glances over to Kae and Pure* IM: Yup. Zombie mice or something. Though that would entail figuring out where he lives, which would entail asking my mother.
PapatymisonN: Gaaaaaaaaaaaah... e_e
pd Rydia: IM: He reminds me of Dad when he's angry.
pd Rydia: IM: So dumb.
pd Rydia: (or his mother!)
pd Rydia: (dammit, boy, whad've ye done now?)
OMG Dirty: Stop making your angry noises!
OMG Dirty: You are in the public! Act polite!
pd Rydia: o.o;
Lithaladhwen: Well. Pure seems to be doing just fine keeping the boy in line, eh Bas'l? *smirk*
OMG Dirty: *nose goes back in the air and continues her shuffle towards Zea's cart, it's hard to look indidnant when one is carrying a stuffed pink cat*
PapatymisonN: Well, I'M not the one HIDING BEHIND DAMN FRUIT CARTS cuz she thinks she'll EMBARASS me?
PapatymisonN: *!
OMG Dirty: .....You are embarrassing yourself!
pd Rydia: Domans flirt oddly. ....?
OMG Dirty: With your loudness!
Lithaladhwen: They're not flirting, I think. She really is pissed at him.
pd Rydia: Is that the right word?
pd Rydia: Oh.
PsychoQuadDuck: *hesitates, then pulls a book from under the robe and starts flipping through it. If anyone bothers to look, they'll realize it's a cookbook*
pd Rydia: ::frowns::
pd Rydia: He needs water.
pd Rydia: ::nods
PapatymisonN: ... fine. Fine. I don't CARE.
PsychoQuadDuck: I actually hadn't decided what I'd make for him yet. I just know I have to make sure it's very filling.
OMG Dirty: Go! .......Go swear and be grumpy elsewhere! *Tail flick for emphasis*
pd Rydia: ::mimes picking up a bucket and upturning it::
Lithaladhwen: Very filling? Why don't you tell me something about him.
PapatymisonN: There are more important things in life than getting frikking EM... embarassed! e_e
pd Rydia: Colder, better.
OMG Dirty: =Jerk head!=
pd Rydia: It works well with my brothers.
Lithaladhwen: He....yeah, Bas'l. Maybe.
OMG Dirty: *flattens her ears*
OMG Dirty: .....Then you are embarrassing me! Stop your mad shouting.
Lithaladhwen: Bas'l... how can I get in touch with you? Like I said, I don't think you'd like my place so maybe it's better if I find you.
pd Rydia: IM: =Of course, it was always more effective to put in fish and slimy clingy things.=
PsychoQuadDuck: Well.... I'm not sure exactly what you want to know, but before we encountered each other he was something of a petty thief.
PapatymisonN: So damned...
PapatymisonN: ... ugh. *begins to leave*
PsychoQuadDuck: From what I was able to tell and what he told me, he was a 'steal to live' kind of thief. Scrawny kind of person too.
Lithaladhwen: Ah. Mmkay. Well, I don't know. Lots of meat. Red meat maybe.
Lithaladhwen: So.... maybe just get some garlic, some oil, and some vinegar to start.
pd Rydia: Oh! Would you like me to come here tomorrow at a certain time? Or, if not, I have my address written down.
PapatymisonN: (*feels like he's playing Jinx* Someone say his NAME!)
PsychoQuadDuck: Right. *closes up the cookbook and puts it away*
OMG Dirty: Good!
OMG Dirty: At least you have sense now!
Lithaladhwen: I'll take the address. I might be up late tonight and I don't know whether I'll be up and about tomorrow.
OMG Dirty: =Chicken botherer!=
pd Rydia: Okay, certainly. ::pulls a small piece of paper from her pocket and hands it over:: I have to write it down, it's still taking me a little time to put to memory all the numbers.
pd Rydia: ^^;;
Lithaladhwen: It's okay. Take your time.
pd Rydia: ::the note has her address written down on it! That is, a room number at the Hemlock Inn::
Lithaladhwen: ....
Lithaladhwen: You said you have a roommate, right?
OMG Dirty: IM: Why must he be so handsome when he is full of angry hate?
Lithaladhwen: *something clicks*
Lithaladhwen: *facepalm*
pd Rydia: Yes--are you okay?
Lithaladhwen: Lord? What the hell am I doing in Doma?
pd Rydia: o.o
Lithaladhwen: *sigh* Your roommate? Said she's a nice woman?
PsychoQuadDuck: *and then he reaches for his money and starts counting what he has*
Lithaladhwen: How nice. Really nice? Really friendly "sleeps with everyone" nice?
pd Rydia: Yes, she's nice.
OMG Dirty: *Arrives at Zea's cart, and seems to be seething in barely suppressed indignant kitty rage*
pd Rydia: Well, I don't think everyone.
PapatymisonN: *there is a pouch sitting there on the cart*
pd Rydia: ::looks puzzled for words::
Lithaladhwen: Quinn?
pd Rydia: ::at least, within the constrains of typical politeness::
Lithaladhwen: Hey, Pure. I think I've met another of my mother's friends.
pd Rydia: Yes, Quinn--mother?
PapatymisonN: *on it is the name Kae'Oss Tymisonn, and in it, a bunch of gold*
pd Rydia: o_o
Lithaladhwen: (Of all the marketstands in all the countries in the world...Bas'l had to walk into mine.....)
Lithaladhwen: Bas'l? You all right?
PapatymisonN: *Kae is returning, looking focused*
pd Rydia: (But you had the basil! ::points accusingly:: )
OMG Dirty: Oh my?
OMG Dirty: Another.
OMG Dirty: *inspects Bas'l*
pd Rydia: Yes. It is an odd situation.
OMG Dirty: *cocks her head to one side* Miss Quinn knows everyone.
pd Rydia: IM: =I haven't been in this situation before--wait, of course I haven't!=
Lithaladhwen: Yeah. Yeah, she does. It's okay.
PapatymisonN: *does Bas'l notice the moneypouch?*
Lithaladhwen: Kae'oss forgot his money. You two seem to have had a nice chat.
OMG Dirty: ....Yes. Nice.
Lithaladhwen: I told him if he pissed you off I'd fill his bed with tiny dead things.
OMG Dirty: =o.o= Ew.
pd Rydia: o.o
OMG Dirty: Good.
OMG Dirty: *seems delighted at this*
Lithaladhwen: I'm sure I could find out where he lives from my mother. I...am pretty certain she'd know.
pd Rydia: ::attention brought to the money (pouch) in question::
Lithaladhwen: You want me to? I've done it before.
OMG Dirty: *But an attack of conscience hits her and she wipes the smile off her face*
pd Rydia: That looks like a family name. The first one, that is.
OMG Dirty: =>.>= No. He has not been that bad.
pd Rydia: The last name looks goofy.
PapatymisonN: *and... it is grabbed up* Forgot this...
Lithaladhwen: *shrugs* Okay. Just say the word.
Lithaladhwen: Kae'oss, Pure has forbidden me to fill your bed with zombies. You should thank her.
pd Rydia: Kae'oss!
PapatymisonN: Thanks. *was ABOUT to leave again...*
PapatymisonN: Uh... yes?
Lithaladhwen: You sleep soundly on her good graces, my friend. *grin*
Lithaladhwen: (Damn lag.)
OMG Dirty: =o.o=
pd Rydia: Are you from Argovia? ::shoves him away from the others, since he bothers them::
PapatymisonN: Uh... Argovia?
pd Rydia: ::just a short distance::
OMG Dirty: Though a dead chicken.....that would be funny.
PapatymisonN: ... I... huh. I MIGHT have some family from WAY BACK from there...
PsychoQuadDuck: *then, with money in hand, he looks once again at... what was her name? Zea?*
pd Rydia: ::doesn't want the shouting to start again, but doesn't want to be accused of getting "chummy"::
Lithaladhwen: I did that to my aunt once. She had this little lapdemon horrible thing.
Lithaladhwen: (Yes. Zea.)
Lithaladhwen: I killed it, reanimated it, and had it hide in her bed.
Lithaladhwen: Man, I hate her.
OMG Dirty: =o.o= lap......demon!
OMG Dirty: How terrible!
pd Rydia: ::tilts head:: ...Of course you're from Argovia! Dark humans don't come from Igala!
pd Rydia: ::nods!:
pd Rydia: You should know this!
Lithaladhwen: I don't even know what it was. Like a little evil lapdog thing.
PapatymisonN: Well, as far as I know, we've been here for a while...
pd Rydia: What's your last name! Say it aloud?
PapatymisonN: Tymisonn.
OMG Dirty: Ah!
OMG Dirty: A dog.
pd Rydia: 9__9 ::crosses arms::
pd Rydia: !!
OMG Dirty: ......bleh!
PapatymisonN: IM: Barely...
OMG Dirty: I do not like dogs!
pd Rydia: COUSIN!
OMG Dirty: Terrible things!
pd Rydia: ::glomp::
PapatymisonN: o.O Whu-*glomped*
OMG Dirty: *Watches this*
PapatymisonN: ... um...
OMG Dirty: =o.o=
pd Rydia: ^___^
PapatymisonN: Whuh?
Lithaladhwen: ...Kae'oss made a friend. Should I be worried?
Lithaladhwen: She can't be that naive. She's living with my mother.
PsychoQuadDuck: *looking at Zea* I've made up my mind. I'll just worry about garlic for now.
OMG Dirty: ..........Yeah.
OMG Dirty: This is true.
pd Rydia: I knew it! Everything in Igala is in Doma!
OMG Dirty: .....*tail falls a little and twitches back and forth slowly*
pd Rydia: It's terrifying.
PapatymisonN: ... you're... related to me?
pd Rydia: But useful!
Lithaladhwen: Okay. *hands him a bulb of garlic* Just chop this up and shove it into the meat before you cook it.
pd Rydia: ::Jumps back again and punches Kae'oss's shoulder:: Jerk!
pd Rydia: You messed up the last name!
pd Rydia: It's pronounced Tinnerson.
PapatymisonN: Me? I got this from my mom!
PsychoQuadDuck: *once the money has been handed over* Alright.
pd Rydia: And the double N is in the front, not the end!
pd Rydia: That makes no sense!
PsychoQuadDuck: *starts to leave, then turns back* One more thing.
Lithaladhwen: Let me know how it turns out. Good seeing you again, Damian. *names price*
PapatymisonN: Hey. Don't look at me. Talk to my uncle. He knows that kind of stuff.
pd Rydia: And who named you, anyw--Your mom?!
Lithaladhwen: Oh, yeah?
pd Rydia: I HAVE TO MEET HER.
PsychoQuadDuck: Mind if I bring the kid here for a bit?
pd Rydia: And your wi--right, you are a jerk, you are not married.
PapatymisonN: ... O... um... I don't know if she'd be... around right no- WHAT?
pd Rydia: But you have other family, I want to meet them!
Lithaladhwen: Here? As in my stall? Um.... sure?
PapatymisonN: Wait, how am I a jerk for not being married at MY age?
pd Rydia: ::glomps again!::
PsychoQuadDuck: Alright, then. *continues on his way*
pd Rydia: No, no, you ==confuse cause and effect=.
Lithaladhwen: Bas'l! If you need to find him just ask my mother.
PsychoQuadDuck: (I'll be back in a few.)
pd Rydia: You are a jerk and ==therefore== you are not married.
Lithaladhwen: I'm sure she can find you, right Kae'oss? *smirk*
pd Rydia: Not the other way =around=.
PapatymisonN: ... oh. Uh...
Lithaladhwen: She lives with Quinn, Kae.
pd Rydia: Oh!
PapatymisonN: Yeah, that's a fair assessmen-
pd Rydia: Thank you, Zea!
PapatymisonN: ... you do? o.o
pd Rydia: Yes.
OMG Dirty: .......Of course she can
pd Rydia: Do you know her, too?
PapatymisonN: ... yeah.
OMG Dirty: *tail swish tail swish tail swish*
PapatymisonN: <.<
pd Rydia: As in, know --ah.
OMG Dirty: Of course he does.
pd Rydia: How very akward!
Lithaladhwen: *laughs*
pd Rydia: No wonder you aren't married!
PapatymisonN: ...
PapatymisonN: IM: DEAR GODS SHUT UP!
PapatymisonN: Um... so you're from Argovia?
T3chn0Namagomi has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: (Hey, Nama.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Whoever made this wins for the reference)
pd Rydia: Yes. Did you know you have about several dozen cousins there?
OMG Dirty: .......IM: Idiot.
pd Rydia: I lost track.
OMG Dirty: *giving Dae something akin to a Pure Deathglare*
Lithaladhwen: (Me. Of course. ^_^ )
PapatymisonN: ... Wow...
pd Rydia: Of both number and relation. It's a big family.
PapatymisonN: *withering under the stare*
pd Rydia: Mama is the Tinnerson side.
Lithaladhwen: *takes Pure aside* So! How have you been? I don't think I've seen you since we ate dinner with Zeke. Have I?
Lithaladhwen: What have you been up to?
pd Rydia: She is crazy.
pd Rydia: Is your mama, too?
PapatymisonN: Not really.
PapatymisonN: My AUNT, though...
OMG Dirty: *barely distracted* Nothing. I cook. I work at the shop, I go to play practice.
OMG Dirty: *still staring down Kae*
pd Rydia: How old are you?
PapatymisonN: 21.
pd Rydia: Where were you born?
pd Rydia: What's your work?
PapatymisonN: Don't know. Mercenary.
T3chn0Namagomi: (Location, characters?)
pd Rydia: Brothers or sisters?
pd Rydia: (Bas'l TInnerson Juiba!)
PapatymisonN: Nothing but cousins.
PapatymisonN: (Kae'oss Tymisonn.)
pd Rydia: Oh, I can't imagine that.
PsychoQuadDuck: (I'll let you know who I'm using when I jump back in.)
pd Rydia: I have 5 brothers and sisters.
PapatymisonN: I grew up with them, so same thing.
T3chn0Namagomi: (Err, location(s)?)
Lithaladhwen: (Zea's stand in the marketplace.)
PapatymisonN: 1 girl, and twin guys.
pd Rydia: T'yme, Syn'ammon, Ju'nypper, Gen'jr, Aal'mund. Mom and Dad fought over the names.
pd Rydia: Oh, what are they like?
Lithaladhwen: Pure? Are you going to be all right?
pd Rydia: ::Seems to be winding down::
T3chn0Namagomi: (You'll have to give me a minute while I post something. Then I will break out Fal.)
PapatymisonN: ... they're... a thirsty lot, we'll say.
Lithaladhwen: (Keen.)
PapatymisonN: And they're Jenna, Ak'Zhis, and Hakaril.
pd Rydia: Ak'zhis?
PapatymisonN: Yeah.
pd Rydia: I had a Great-great something Akki.
pd Rydia: Maybe he was an Ak'zhis?
pd Rydia: I kept forgetting full names. There were too many of them.
PapatymisonN: I hear I should have a granpa Ak'Zhul...
pd Rydia: ::speeding up again:: Does someone keep the family ==geneaology?== The book of family names?
PapatymisonN: ... yeah, in the basement...
pd Rydia: Who! You? You have it?
pd Rydia: Can I have a copy?
pd Rydia: I'll copy it myself.
PapatymisonN: No, my UNCLE'S basemen- y'know, let's just go.
PapatymisonN: I'll show you them all.
PapatymisonN: IM: That way you can annoy THEM...
pd Rydia: Oka--::starts to drag him away, and then stops::--WAIT.
pd Rydia: ::serious business expression::
PapatymisonN: IM: Does this guy STOP?
PapatymisonN: *girl
OMG Dirty: I guess.
OMG Dirty: *w* He makes me angry and sad, and I don't know the reasons!
PapatymisonN: Yes?
Lithaladhwen: Oh. Because you were hoping things would be very different, I'll bet. Disappointment is tough.
T3chn0Namagomi: *Meanwhile, a certain white-haired red-eyed girl walks onto the scene! Though she is without Immoral this time, she still carries her recurve bow and a number of arrows with herself*
pd Rydia: ::whispers:: You should apologize to the blue pointy-eared woman. She is looking evil death at you.
pd Rydia: (Fal?)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Yes)
pd Rydia: ( :D )
PapatymisonN: ... *sigh*
PapatymisonN: *looks at her dead on* I'm sorry for my behaviour, Pure. ... really, I am.
PapatymisonN: I hope we can get past this.
T3chn0Namagomi: *as is typical, she walks forward with her ever-so-slightly-creepy almost-dead stare*
Lithaladhwen: *looks up to the sky waiting for a rain of toads*
pd Rydia: ::walks a bit past the two and waves enthusiastically at Fal!::
Lithaladhwen: *raises a hand and greets Fal like she always does*
OMG Dirty: *Bows her head formally*
OMG Dirty: My wishes are the same.
PapatymisonN: Uh... *does a quick bow as well...*
T3chn0Namagomi: (Color)
OMG Dirty: =Evil chicken molestor.=
Lithaladhwen: IM: Someday I'm going to get Fal into a real-people conversation.
pd Rydia: (XD)
T3chn0Namagomi: *nods to both Zea and Bas'l in response*
DarkLordKelne: (Cerene: *Produces rain of toads* Damnit, I knew I had a couple of words iin that summoning wrong.)
PapatymisonN: ... OK, Bas'l, let's go.
Lithaladhwen: Hey, Fal. At some point could I ask you for a favor?
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Yes? What is is that you desire of myself?
Lithaladhwen: Um. Bas'l? I'll stop by sometime later this week.
T3chn0Namagomi: *is it
Lithaladhwen: Well, Fal.... I have some experiments I need to conduct, and I want someone else there in case I hurt myself.
Lithaladhwen: Trouble is... ^^;
pd Rydia: ::to Kae:: Yes! ::to Zea:: Yes! ::to Kae again:: To meet family!
Lithaladhwen: All of my friends are way too picky about my safety, so they don't actually know what I'm doing.
Lithaladhwen: I was hoping you'd help me.
pd Rydia: ::waves goodbye to Pure as she gives Kae a hearty slap on the back::
PapatymisonN: *slapped* IM: Oh brother...
pd Rydia: ::which she kind of has to hop for to get it squared on, given her height::
PapatymisonN: (Lex, you up for AkkynHakky duty?)
PapatymisonN: (*gonna triple char it*)
Lithaladhwen: (We splitting up into separate parties now?)
pd Rydia: (separate room for the separate locale?)
Lithaladhwen: (Nah. No worries.)
PapatymisonN: (That works.)
PapatymisonN: (Or not.)
PapatymisonN: (Whatever. I'm up for anything.)
Lithaladhwen: (If you do I want an invite. >:[ )
T3chn0Namagomi: Understood. I will agree to this. When are you intending to perform these potentially harmful experiments?
Lithaladhwen: I don't know. Tonight or tomorrow.
T3chn0Namagomi: I understand.
Lithaladhwen: I want to get Jethro there as well, so I'm not sure when he'll be available. If I need someone there, though, I'll come find you. Deal?
T3chn0Namagomi: *nods*
OMG Dirty: (Sure)
PapatymisonN: (Great!)
PapatymisonN: *and off they head to the Tymisonn house...*
pd Rydia: (lalalala)
pd Rydia: ::so they do!::
PapatymisonN: *has Bas'l been talking his ear off?*
Lithaladhwen: Basically I'm feeding my energy into a ghost to see if he can use it to repair whatever degeneration has occurred after his death.
Lithaladhwen: So, even though it's someone I know, I want someone nearby to make sure he doesn't kill me.
T3chn0Namagomi: I am most familiar between the interactions between the physical and astral realms.
pd Rydia: ::yes, and asking questiong when she feels he's not contributing enough to the conversation::
Lithaladhwen: Good. That might help. Shadow magic is nothing new, either?
PapatymisonN: ... IM: Oh thank ... someone.
PapatymisonN: Here we are!
pd Rydia: ::she falls off into a foreign language from time to time for phrases or words and to speed up, slow down, or completely change from upbeat to serious and back again::
pd Rydia: Ah!
pd Rydia: ::See.........!::
T3chn0Namagomi: That would be correct. I have knowledge of projection of both a harmful form of positive, and negative energy, in addition to my knowledge of creatures people of this world describe as "demonic"
PapatymisonN: *see... what? A nice, yet old house, that's been kept well in blues and whites...*
Lithaladhwen: 'kay. Well, there shouldn't be any demons unless I really miscalculate and turn a simply channeling job into a summoning ritual.
Lithaladhwen: Or unless James wants to watch.
Lithaladhwen: In which case, yes. There will be demons.
pd Rydia: 9.9 Oh, how nice! >.> ::looks for a garden::
PapatymisonN: *there is one, but it's dead*
PapatymisonN: *not only can Jazz not cook worth crap, she can't garden either*
PapatymisonN: (I'd guess.)
pd Rydia: IM: Sadness.
Lithaladhwen: (Poor Jazz.)
PapatymisonN: *opens the door* Go on in...
pd Rydia: Well! Shall we stand out here all day--oh! without knocking?
pd Rydia: Well, we are family...::peers inside, and then hops in::
pd Rydia: ::looks around enthusiastically::
PapatymisonN: Eh. I got a key.
PapatymisonN: *Hak sleeps on the couch, unawares*
T3chn0Namagomi: I inquire as to the identity of this "James" entity.
Lithaladhwen: James? He's my friend. He lives with me until he decides he's not going to anymore.
pd Rydia: Oh, someone is--! ::in a more appropriately quiet tone:: someone is on the long seat.
Lithaladhwen: Also, Fal. You should practice the local vernacular. I don't mean to criticize, but seriously. The level of formality is totally unnecessary.
PapatymisonN: Oh.
PapatymisonN: *takes off his shoe, and hurls it at Hak* Hey!
PapatymisonN: Wake up, man...
T3chn0Namagomi: What do you mean by a "local vernacular?"
pd Rydia: Is he family to--Ack!
pd Rydia: O_O
PapatymisonN: *whack* Gah...
PapatymisonN: ... the hell you doin', man? I was sleepin'... e_e
pd Rydia: o.o
OMG Dirty: *From upstairs* BE QUIET, YOUR FATHER AND i ARE TRYING TO NAP.
pd Rydia: !!
PapatymisonN: YEAH!
Lithaladhwen: You speak slightly differently than most people do, and I didn't know why. You talk like I'm some superpowerful ambassador from another plane who could smite you with lightning from my ass if you aren't polite enough.
pd Rydia: o_____o
OMG Dirty: *resumes passionate lovebunnies*
PapatymisonN: ... welcome to my world...
pd Rydia: ::skips over to Hak::
pd Rydia: Are you a Tin---Tymisonn?
PapatymisonN: e_e e_O *still half asleep*
PapatymisonN: Yeah...
pd Rydia: COUSIN! ::glomp::
pd Rydia: n___n
PsychoQuadDuck: *Damian - who, for Doug's reference, is a nekojin bearing a 'rotted' appearance and red eyes, and wearing a green robe - returns to Zea's market stall. On his right shoulder is a rather scrawny creature...*
PapatymisonN: Wff! *GLOMPED*
Lithaladhwen: *is closing up shop but waiting for Damian*
pd Rydia: ::spins Hak around and lets him go in such a manner that he flies into Kae'oss!::
PapatymisonN: ... I appreciate the affection, but I can't BREATHE...
PsychoQuadDuck: (Before I continue... that message about Damian returning got through, right?)
T3chn0Namagomi: I have always spoken in this manner since my first moments in this realm.
Lithaladhwen: Hey, Damian.
PapatymisonN: *collide*
pd Rydia: ::hops!::
Lithaladhwen: (Yeah, it did. I'm lagging.)
PapatymisonN: @_@ @_@
Lithaladhwen: Where are you from?
pd Rydia: ::skips over, grinning devilishly, and offers each a hand::
PapatymisonN: ... ow...
PapatymisonN: *they both accept*
pd Rydia: ::perhaps a familiar grin::
OMG Dirty: *There is stomping, and a replicate of the man being hugged appears, only this one wears only glasses and boxer shorts....with duckies.*
pd Rydia: ::HAUL::
PsychoQuadDuck: *concerning that creature on Damian's shoulder, I don't suppose Zea happens to know what an opossum is? Because that creature looks like a small human bearing the features of such.*
PapatymisonN: Kae, who the HELL is this?
pd Rydia: ::WFF:: You are heavy!
OMG Dirty: ......I second this question.
PapatymisonN: She... says she's family...
pd Rydia: Eat more vegetables, less meat!::
Lithaladhwen: (Yeah, she knows.)
PapatymisonN: From Argovia, I think...
Lithaladhwen: Ah. This your friend, Damian?
pd Rydia: ::turns around and looks at Akky::
pd Rydia: o.o
PapatymisonN: He's a Tymisonn too.
PapatymisonN: ^_^
pd Rydia: 6.6
T3chn0Namagomi: I...
PsychoQuadDuck: Where am I from? I was born right in Doma City, although my father was a bit of a world-wanderer as far as I hear.
pd Rydia: Put on pants so that I may properly greet you!
PapatymisonN: *I wonder if Bas'l's noticed all the red eyes yet...*
OMG Dirty: *Pure gets extremely weirded out by mr. Rotty Mcnekojin and quickly skitters off to a nearby cart*
OMG Dirty: IM: Ew ew ew ew dead kitty!
OMG Dirty: >.> I hate pants, and I will not be oppressed by them.
Lithaladhwen: Oh, sorry. I was talking to Fal. But that's good to know. I hear that Damian's planning on feeding you something awesome. I recommended red meat. Sound okay?
OMG Dirty: Greet me, or don't greet me, but pants won't be a part of this.
PsychoQuadDuck: (Hold on. I don't recall the opossum speaking yet.)
pd Rydia: ::spins to Hak:: I'm Bas'l Juiba and my Great Great Uncle something Akki told me about his brother who was a merchant and a sailor who sailed to Igala and his name was Tinnerson (which is how I got my middle name--)
pd Rydia: and then he had babies here and they messed up the spelling and pronunciation
pd Rydia: and I'm here to look at your book of names!
PsychoQuadDuck: (THIS is what I plan to use when I have the opossum start talking.)
pd Rydia: So, hi!
pd Rydia: ^_^
PapatymisonN: ... *w2Hak* I forget why I brought her.
Lithaladhwen: (She can still address him if she wants.)
PapatymisonN: *w* You're an idiot?
PsychoQuadDuck: (Unless I'm the one getting confused and Zea diverted her attention mid-dialogue.....)
OMG Dirty: >_>
pd Rydia: ::spins back around to Akky:: Oppression? Pants?
pd Rydia: o.o
OMG Dirty: .....Yeah, Greetings.
Lithaladhwen: (Addresses Damian, then his friend.)
PapatymisonN: *w* Oh yeah. I wanted her to annoy YOU guys for a while...
OMG Dirty: .....Indeed.
PsychoQuadDuck: (Right.)
Lithaladhwen: (This is complicated by the fact that we have two RPs going on and I'm lagging like twelve bitches on a bitch boat.)
T3chn0Namagomi: I...can't remember...
pd Rydia: I'm not sure I under oppression. But if you won't wear pants, what about a skirt?
OMG Dirty: Clothing is nothing but chains of conformity, and forcing other people's morals on the masses.
OMG Dirty: I refuse!
PapatymisonN: *upstairs* No, I'll handle it, baby. You stay here... keep the engine running...
pd Rydia: Oh.
PapatymisonN: ^_^
pd Rydia: Okay.
OMG Dirty: *Stands proud in his boxers*
pd Rydia: COUSIN! ::glomp!::
pd Rydia: ::carefully::
OMG Dirty: *Glomped*
OMG Dirty: *pats her on the head*
pd Rydia: ^___^
OMG Dirty: *shoots his brother and cousin, a ........I will punch you later, look*
PsychoQuadDuck: *the opossum finally speaks up to Zea* Actually, it does. Do you realize how long it's been since I've had a decent meal?
Lithaladhwen: Long enough that steak sounds good?
Lithaladhwen: IM: He looks like half the things I've sewn together in my basement. Interesting.
pd Rydia: So what are your names? You're the twins Kae'oss mentioned that he said he grew up with?
Lithaladhwen: IM: I wonder what his skull looks like. I bet he has a really unique bone structure.
PapatymisonN: *heads down the stairs* What in Her name is going on down here?
pd Rydia: How old are you? Where are your parents? Where were you born? Did you li--Hi!
PsychoQuadDuck: I've had to live on handouts for some time. Feels like months.
pd Rydia: Are you also Tymisonn?
PapatymisonN: ... *welcomes the diversion in attention*
Lithaladhwen: (For some reason I have a sick desire to go to the Tymisonn house.)
T3chn0Namagomi: It was...it...*closes her eyes, and her face distorts in...almost a pained manner*
PapatymisonN: Daenj'r Tymisonn. That's me. And you are?
PsychoQuadDuck: They don't give any sort of meat when food's handed out.
Lithaladhwen: Hey, Fal. Don't worry about it.
pd Rydia: Bas'l Tinnerson Juiba. Pleased to meet you.
pd Rydia: ::curtsies::
pd Rydia: UNCLE! ::glomp::
Lithaladhwen: *to the small fellow* Yeah, well. I do give out steak. I'm off work and it was a good day. What do you say to a steak dinner on me?
PapatymisonN: o.o Uh... heh heh... *pats her on the back*
PapatymisonN: Wait... you're an Argovian Tymisonn, aren't you?
pd Rydia: Ye--NO.
PsychoQuadDuck: Sure, why not?
pd Rydia: ::stands back and glares::
pd Rydia: The name is Tinnerson.
pd Rydia: You guys messed it up.
pd Rydia: ...but that's okay.
Lithaladhwen: Well, I'm Zea Mazuo. Nice to meet you. I'll be feeding you tonight.
pd Rydia: Kae'oss says you have a family book of names! Can I see? o______o
pd Rydia: Please?
PapatymisonN: Oh, that old thing?
PapatymisonN: Sure...
pd Rydia: ::JOY::
PapatymisonN: o.o
pd Rydia: Thank you!
PapatymisonN: IM: Weird little thing...
PapatymisonN: *heads down the stairs*
PapatymisonN: ... o.o
PapatymisonN: WAIT, DON'T FOLLOW ME!
PsychoQuadDuck: ...I know you meant to talk to Serge, but can I still come along?
PapatymisonN: ... it's a MESS down there... <.<
pd Rydia: ::hop-skips after--but halts when told to:: Yessir.
Lithaladhwen: (Oh, man. It's like Zea's basement!)
pd Rydia: o.o ::scoots back::
T3chn0Namagomi: I...I...*shakes her head, and slowly comes to her senses*
PapatymisonN: (... I hope to hell it's NOT.)
OMG Dirty: >.> He's serious.
Lithaladhwen: Damian, it's fine. You don't eat, do you?
OMG Dirty: It's BAD.
PapatymisonN: *closes the door behind him*
OMG Dirty: I'm Ak'Zhul.
OMG Dirty: This is Hakaril.
PapatymisonN: Hey.
pd Rydia: Hi!
PsychoQuadDuck: *addressing Damian* Why do you keep calling me Serge? I thought I told you my name.
PapatymisonN: *sifts through the laundry and boxes...*
PapatymisonN: *... and sex swings and toys and paddles and ropes...*
pd Rydia: How old are you two? Don't you have another sibling? I think Kae'oss mentioned that.
PapatymisonN: (Yes, I'd be VERY surprised if Zea's basement were like THAT...)
PapatymisonN: ... do you know where Jenna is today, bro?
PsychoQuadDuck: *first to Zea* I don't. *then to Serge* It's because the name you told me sounded.... rather easy to hate. I thought I'd use something more normal.
Lithaladhwen: (It isn't. Just lots of horrible experiments with dead things and hybrids and dead hybrids of things.)
OMG Dirty: I don't want to know.
OMG Dirty: Probably with Chris.
pd Rydia: o.o??
PapatymisonN: Oh, yeah...
PapatymisonN: Yee.
pd Rydia: ::squirms--seemingly, for the first time, trying to constrain the previously constant flow of words::
pd Rydia: Is she older or younger?
PapatymisonN: Older.
PapatymisonN: Eldest, really.
Lithaladhwen: Well, what do you want to be called? Makes no difference to me.
pd Rydia: How old does that put you two?
PapatymisonN: *eh? Did Bas'l just see a FANG? And not a small one?*
OMG Dirty: .......Old enough!
OMG Dirty: *Yes, she does, as this brother is smiling widely, displaying those fangs*
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Nevermind...
pd Rydia: So! I admit I'm new to Doma and unwise in its ways. Forgive me.
pd Rydia: But I see that your teeth are sharp and pointy, your eyes are more red than mine, and your skin looks like it has been washed out with milk. Why?
Lithaladhwen: Anyway. Food.
pd Rydia: o.o
Lithaladhwen: Let's go. Fal, you in?
PsychoQuadDuck: Until I decide which one's actually better, I might as well go by Serge.
Lithaladhwen: (The better to eat you with. The better to see you with, and the better to....I don't know. Blind you with under bright lights?)
T3chn0Namagomi: Unless you desire any--yes, I wil agree to accompany you for the purposes of consumption of sustenance.
T3chn0Namagomi: *will
Lithaladhwen: Good deal.
PapatymisonN: *Dae returns with the book* Here we are...
Lithaladhwen: *heads to a restaurant*
T3chn0Namagomi: *follows*
pd Rydia: !
pd Rydia: Oh, the ==charts!==
PsychoQuadDuck: *follows, with Serge in tow*
PapatymisonN: *wipes off the dust*
PapatymisonN: There. Even our names are in here.
pd Rydia: Oh, thank you! ::hurries over to Dae and picks up the book reverently::
OMG Dirty: >.>
OMG Dirty: Uh.
OMG Dirty: Dad can tell you why.
Lithaladhwen: *they find a restaurant and Zea finds them a table because Kai is losing patience with brooming*
pd Rydia: ::sits down with it immediately, right down to the floor, and starts looking over it::
OMG Dirty: *Jazz comes downstairs in a patchwork robe and fuzzy ......yeah, dwarf slippers*
Lithaladhwen: Everyone go ahead and order whatever. It's fine. I can cover it.
OMG Dirty: .....Baby, come back to bed....
PapatymisonN: Oh, hey sweetie... I'm on my way.
pd Rydia: ::distractly:: Hello, Aunt...
PapatymisonN: This is Bas'l ... Bas'l Tinnerson Jiuba.
PapatymisonN: A distant relative!
OMG Dirty: .....Oh.
Lithaladhwen: Though I do have to get home at some point here. This time of week is always kind of crazy.
PapatymisonN: *yep. Vamp-lookin' alright*
OMG Dirty: Hello, Sweety. Make yourself at home.
Lithaladhwen: I have something waiting for me at home. I need to check up on it every few hours.
pd Rydia: ::stops reading and looks over at Jazz:: ^__^ Thanks!
OMG Dirty: *YAWWWN*
PsychoQuadDuck: *Damian doesn't order anything, but Serge orders quite a large amount of food. Mostly meat*
pd Rydia: (Jazz: ::knells the death bell for her children:: )
OMG Dirty: *pads into the kitchen* Anyone hungry?
PapatymisonN: O.O
PapatymisonN: UH...
T3chn0Namagomi: (Er, sorry)
PapatymisonN: We have some sushi in the icebox...
PapatymisonN: *gets that... QUICKLY*
OMG Dirty: *Grunts*
PapatymisonN: *Hak and Kae'Oss seem relieved...*
OMG Dirty: *Whether that grunt meant, okay I shall serve sushi, or your not so subtle hint my cooking sucks, please god know, has been ignored, is hard to tell*
OMG Dirty: *no
T3chn0Namagomi: ...I desire the cherry cheesecake.
Lithaladhwen: Good deal. Go ahead, Fal.
pd Rydia: ::skimming the pages raptly, pausing here and there for in-depth reading of particularly neat notes::
T3chn0Namagomi: *orders such with her annoyingly complicated language, even though that is technically a dessert, and not part of a proper meal*
PapatymisonN: ... eh heh. Go ahead, baby. I'll ... see to Bas'l.
PapatymisonN: *goes over* So... tell me about YOUR side of the family.
Lithaladhwen: (Zea: *has s surprisingly high tolerance for unusual stuff! Well. Maybe it isn't surprising. But it's there.*)
pd Rydia: ::distractedly:: Lots of cousins...
pd Rydia: Crazy mom...
T3chn0Namagomi: *The waiter appeared to be, amongst other things...very surprised. And she ordered it with whipped cream on it, for the count.*
pd Rydia: ...oh!
pd Rydia: I'm sorry. I was a little lost in reading. ^__^;;
PapatymisonN: No problem...
Besyanteo has left the room.
PapatymisonN: Lots of cousins?
PapatymisonN: *w2Ak* You wanna bail?
pd Rydia: Mom is a Binguan, which was an honoriffic earned from her mom's father's work with the Argovian dragons. Translating. And then mom's mom had a food shop, and so did my mom and dad.
OMG Dirty: ....Yeah.
OMG Dirty: *Er yeah
pd Rydia: Dad is a Juiba. He and Mom fought a lot about our names, he says. Mama won't talk about it.
OMG Dirty: *Jazz comes out holding a platter of sushi, and......cracks with something....bubbly and brown blue oozing on them*
pd Rydia: It's dangerous to talk to her about certain things. ::laughs:: You'll get extra chores or she won't talk to you for several days.
OMG Dirty: *Sets the platter down with a flourish on the table*
OMG Dirty: *Doh that was jazz those last two things*
PapatymisonN: *w* ... after sushi?
PapatymisonN: *already having one*
pd Rydia: Mom's side is the Tinnerson side. I have a Great Akki, who is an uncle or something. I don't know how many greats.
OMG Dirty: .....*W* I dunno, that other stuff smells RANK.
pd Rydia: I kinda stopped paying attention to words to describe relationships in my own language. ::frowns:: I'll need to send a letter to ask for someone to send me a copy of the Book of Names here.
Lithaladhwen: (I'm about done for the night. Like...nothing is happening.)
pd Rydia: Maybe in pieces...
PapatymisonN: ... wow. That... I had no idea.
Lithaladhwen: (I might lurk and watch the Tymisonn craziness.)
PapatymisonN: I thought the sailor who came here didn't HAVE family back home... or at least...
pd Rydia: Oh! I have 3 brothers and 2 sisters, and a lot of cousins.
PapatymisonN: *looks in the back* Well, maybe I should have read it... ^^;
Lithaladhwen: Listen, I hate to bail on you after inviting you out, but I didn't realize how late it was. I'll make sure to cover the check, since I did promise I would.
pd Rydia: Oh, he had lots! Great Akki says he was a swell merchant.
PsychoQuadDuck: (I'm running out of ideas too. Although I'd have to go soon anyway. Regardless, I assume my last message, which hints at Serge's meal and his manners, didn't go through.)
Lithaladhwen: I'll just make sure I can cover whatever you want, and the rest will be a tip. Sound okay?
pd Rydia: Made lots of money, before he decided to sail to the "big northern island" to make even more money.
pd Rydia: Or maybe adventure
Lithaladhwen: (All I saw was that he ordered meat.)
PsychoQuadDuck: That sounds alright.
pd Rydia: !
pd Rydia: Or maybe a wife.
pd Rydia: Or maybe just sex.
pd Rydia: Oops, that's not polite to say.
PapatymisonN: ... could be all of them.
pd Rydia: I'm sorry.
PapatymisonN: It's alright.
pd Rydia: Oh, I didn't think of that!
PapatymisonN: ... of what? o.o
pd Rydia: What is that? ::looks at what Jazz cooked:: o.o
PsychoQuadDuck: (Well, I'll sum up the other message. Let's just say that while Serge is eating, Damian has to remind him about table manners more than once. Which might hint at the kind of eater Serge is in this situation.)
Lithaladhwen: (Okay. That's fine. Zea...won't mind.)
Lithaladhwen: *puts money down on the table* I'll see you guys around. Fal, I'll be in touch. Serge, enjoy your meal.
PsychoQuadDuck: *Serge just nods*
Lithaladhwen: *heads out*
OMG Dirty: I call it potatos and duck surprise.
PsychoQuadDuck: (I'm afraid I'll have to leave my characters to their own devices and go.)
pd Rydia: The duck looks surprised!
pd Rydia: May I take one home with me to go?
PapatymisonN: IM: Take it all...
Lithaladhwen: </Zea>
Lithaladhwen: (I'll lurk for a while and log if I can.)
OMG Dirty: ......*looks delighted* of course!
Lithaladhwen: (I can't stay online all night, which makes that harder, but I'll get what I can get.)
PapatymisonN: IM: Wow. Maybe I should. ... no. Best to learn firsthand...
pd Rydia: I should get some sleep. I'm looking to be contacted about a job soon, so I should get sleep.
PsychoQuadDuck: (Stupid chat log won't save.)
pd Rydia: ::seems reluctant to part with the book:: May I get back in touch with you later? When I have my work settled?
PapatymisonN: Of course.
pd Rydia: ::brightens:: Wonderful! I will bring paper and ink!
PapatymisonN: *Hak and Kae look... annoyed and frightened*
pd Rydia: And copy furiously!
pd Rydia: ^__^
pd Rydia: (respectively?)
PapatymisonN: (No. Both emotions on both of them.)
PsychoQuadDuck: (There. Finally. Okay, see you people later.)
Lithaladhwen: (Seeya.)
PsychoQuadDuck has left the room.
T3chn0Namagomi has left the room.
pd Rydia: ::Stands up and pulls out some paper from her pocket with which to wrap the potato-and-duck-surprise:: Thank you very much for your hospitality! It was very pleased to meet you both, I'm so glad to meet my distant family!
pd Rydia: ::curtsies::
PapatymisonN: *stands and bows* I will enjoy knowing about my relatives.
OMG Dirty: *Waves*
OMG Dirty: Come again!
OMG Dirty: *CHeerful grin*
OMG Dirty: *Ak sidles over to Bas'l*
OMG Dirty: *w* I wouldn't eat that. It'll make you the worst kind of sick you can imagine.
PapatymisonN: *Hak sidles over too*
pd Rydia: ::hugs Ak one last time, and responds ambiguously--:: Thank you. ^__^ I am glad to have met you and wish to see you again!
PapatymisonN: *w* Like, burning ass and puking blood...
pd Rydia: I will not get you a gift of pants!
OMG Dirty: .....Thanks.
pd Rydia: ::hugs Hak as well:: Meeting you today has allowed me to part on the most pleasant of thoughts. Thank you!
OMG Dirty: IM: Straaaaaaaaaange girl.
pd Rydia: ::skips off::
PapatymisonN: ...
pd Rydia: (thank you for RP!)
PapatymisonN: WEEEEEEEEEird...
OMG Dirty: ......YEah.
Lithaladhwen: (Hey. S'what I'm here for, Dia.)
OMG Dirty: .........Our family just can't help the weird.
pd Rydia: (myew. n_n)
PapatymisonN: You never answered her about the fangs.
PapatymisonN: Eh. She'll figure it out.
OMG Dirty: ......I mean.
OMG Dirty: Mom'll give it away.
pd Rydia: (I totally needs the sleep)
pd Rydia: (good night!)
Lithaladhwen: (Night, Dia.)
Lithaladhwen: (Thanks for playing!)
pd Rydia: (welcome. :] )
PapatymisonN: Well, we'll cross that bridge when we come to it.
OMG Dirty: (nighto.)
pd Rydia has left the room.
CGNakibe has left the room.
DarkLordKelne has left the room.
Lithaladhwen: (So...safe to assume people are done? I'm kind of ready to sign off and be finished.)
Lithaladhwen: (Safe for me to log the RP and do so?)
PapatymisonN: (Yeah, I don't see this going much farther than "Kae goes home, Ak and Hak fight, Dae and Jazz go back to the sex".)
OMG Dirty: (Exactly.)
Lithaladhwen: (That would require anyone to have done anything for the past ten or fifteen minutes.)
Lithaladhwen: </RP>