You have just entered room "testdriveohnoes."
Syra Zemyla has entered the room.
T3chn0Namagomi: 'lo
dragongurl4390: Halo
Syra Zemyla: (Hey.)
Besyanteo: Might not actually RP at first. All my limbs are shakey right now.
Lithaladhwen: That's okay. Understood.
Lithaladhwen: I need to get some food, and so does Caroline. But I wanted to give people some time to filter in and see if there was interest.
CGNakibe has entered the room.
Deus Fio has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: Hey people.
Deus Fio: Evening, folks.
Syra Zemyla: Hey. Who is Deus Fio again?
Lithaladhwen: David C.
Lithaladhwen: Ja?
Deus Fio: ...d'you think Zem knows who David C. is?
Lithaladhwen: No! =D
Lithaladhwen: BRB food.
CGNakibe: Likely not!
Deus Fio: It's Spleen, Zem.
Besyanteo: Everyone's favorite vital organ at RPGWW.
Deus Fio: Actually, spleens aren't vital.
Syra Zemyla: Ah.
dragongurl4390: >>;
Besyanteo: ... I could swear they were.
Besyanteo: Weird.
Deus Fio: They can be removed. Splenectomies.
Deus Fio: Anyway. Dragongurl, I hear you're new? Being shown the ropes and whatnot?
dragongurl4390: Yep ^^
dragongurl4390: Cal me Caroline
Deus Fio: Caroline, then.
Deus Fio: You can call me Spleen or David, at your leisure. Most know me by Spleen.
dragongurl4390: XP Okay. I'm on iChat so I can't see your sn. Can you tell me what it is?
Deus Fio: DeusFio.
CGNakibe: Doom Doom Doom~!
Deus Fio: (Latin, literally: "I am becoming a god.")
dragongurl4390 has left the room.
Syra Zemyla: It killed her.
Deus Fio: Seems that way.
OMG Priam has entered the room.
OMG Priam: ( =O )
dragongurl4390 has entered the room.
CGNakibe: Welcome back!
dragongurl4390: Okay, nevermind that messenger service...Can't see anyone's font at all...
T3chn0Namagomi: WB, or somesuch
Besyanteo: Can you see me now? :o
dragongurl4390: Just your font, not your sn...iChat is weird, because instead of sns next to people's names, it shows their icons.
Besyanteo: ...
dragongurl4390: So i don't really know who any of you are ^^;
CGNakibe: Foom?
OMG Priam: Priam is me. I am Priam.
Besyanteo: That's really funny in a way.
OMG Priam: <-- Priam
dragongurl4390: XD
CGNakibe: I am CGNakibe. Master of... um. Stuff. Dealer in CHAOS.
Besyanteo: *batty*
CGNakibe: Would you like a peanut?
Syra Zemyla: I am Zemyla.
Besyanteo: I mean, Bes. Or Jason if you prefer!
T3chn0Namagomi: I would be Nama. Resident mecha nerd and explosion addict.
CGNakibe: You may call me Shaun. Just not late for dinner.
dragongurl4390: Fwee
OMG Priam: Half of us identify eachother by our typeface usage anyway
dragongurl4390: XD Alright
Besyanteo: PRetty much.
dragongurl4390: Well, I must go get food!
Besyanteo: Priam is so old school console it's scary!
dragongurl4390: I shall return shortly.
OMG Priam: =D
Besyanteo: And later.
CGNakibe: So very old school.
T3chn0Namagomi: Later.
CGNakibe: And we love him for that.
OMG Priam: I don't love you, though. THIS RELATIONSHIP IS OVER
OMG Priam: (you can have the kids)
CGNakibe: Never loved you in "that way" anyway.
Deus Fio: Hey, I have something I need to inform you guys of.
Deus Fio: YOGA FLAME! *breathes fire at Priam*
Lithaladhwen: YAT YAT YAT YAT
Lithaladhwen: *kicks Spleen's face*
Deus Fio: *Yoga Teleports away*
Deus Fio: *punches Kai in the face with his eight-foot-long arms*
Lithaladhwen: *KAI FLARE*
Lithaladhwen: *all but Priam take lots of damage*
Lithaladhwen: *but Priam is immune to Kai-elemental attacks*
CGNakibe: ... Ow. x.x
Lithaladhwen: *so he's cool*
Deus Fio: @_@
Deus Fio: Ow.
Deus Fio: *shakes it off*
T3chn0Namagomi: *Launched into the air* DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!!!
Deus Fio: In which case.....NAKIBE/SPLEEN SUPER DOUBLE ASSAULT MARK III!
Lithaladhwen: Also. I am not immune to Jaegermeister on an empty stomach.
Deus Fio: ...
Lithaladhwen: It causes me WIS, INT, or CHA drain. I forget.
Deus Fio: Naki, come here so I can throw you at her.
OnlineHost: T3chn0Namagomi rolled 1 7-sided die: 7
Syra Zemyla: Ack! I take extra damage from Kai-element attacks!
T3chn0Namagomi: *and lands on Priam, exploding* DOOD!
Lithaladhwen: *heaves the Lance of Longinus at Spleen*
Lithaladhwen: *Spleen ends up flying out into space with it and orbiting the moon*
Deus Fio: Dammit.
Syra Zemyla: Crap, I'm going to have to leave in the next 10 minutes.
Deus Fio: Anyway, so are we going to RP sometime this month?
Deus Fio: OH GREAT NOW ZEM HAS TO LEAVE.
Besyanteo: YAY!
Besyanteo: ... Oh wait.
Besyanteo: ... Crap!
Lithaladhwen: Common typo.
Lithaladhwen: The keys are like, right next to each other.
Besyanteo: Indeed!
OMG Priam: OMFG WAT
Lithaladhwen: AMP
Lithaladhwen: VOLT
OMG Priam: FARAD
Syra Zemyla: Ohm an.
Lithaladhwen: Okay, yeah, you can.
Lithaladhwen: http://trac.adiumx.com/wiki/FontsAndColors
Lithaladhwen: Whoops.
Lithaladhwen: Wrong room.
OMG Priam: For some reason I can't remember what capacitance is measured in
Lithaladhwen: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Capacitance
Deus Fio: It's measured in COME ON LET'S RPs.
Lithaladhwen: Then you intro, hobag.
Lithaladhwen: I call Doman tavern for Caroline's convenience.
Lithaladhwen: Being as she's new and doesn't know all things about Gaera.
Besyanteo: So you're sayying throwing her into Valth's civil war would be a baad thing? :o
CGNakibe: (Ohm)
Deus Fio: Man, I was about to piss everyone off and say "Welcome to third gen Shadow Elemaer."
Deus Fio: (which doesn't exist)
Lithaladhwen: (You should fuck your face and die.)
Besyanteo: ... Dude. I'd just laugh.
Lithaladhwen: (So there. *razzes*)
OMG Priam: (Third gen Shadow Elemaer DF)
Lithaladhwen: (....)
Arch mage144 has entered the room.
Besyanteo: (...)
CGNakibe: (...)
Syra Zemyla: WTF everyone.
Besyanteo: (That's somehow less funny.)
Lithaladhwen: (Damn. I'm powerless against Priam without Kai Flare.)
CGNakibe: (Although we haven't done DF in a long time. ;_; )
Lithaladhwen: (I just have to let him go.)
OMG Priam: (Which is sad. We might have to do that again.)
CGNakibe: (I blame Ash. The other one.)
Arch mage144: (You can't introduce a new RPer with DF, that makes no sense.)
Deus Fio: (Ah, right. Third Gen Dark Future Shadow Elemaer MAC.)
Arch mage144: (I blame Ash and Lys.)
Arch mage144: (Hey, Spleen, why aren't you in my bedroom?)
OMG Priam: (And Doc and Kate. Sure.)
Lithaladhwen: (I'm Good Ash.)
Arch mage144: (It's a fucking oven in here)
Deus Fio: (Why are...fwah...huh?)
Besyanteo: (Lys's DDR fetish was not nearly as bad as vampires vampires vampires.)
Lithaladhwen: (I'm also the one with a gun. But only occasionally.)
Deus Fio: (Why would I be in your bedroom?)
Arch mage144: (I am taking cheap shots at your Jewish heritage)
Arch mage144: (Damnit)
OMG Priam: (True, that. But that was the Nerd RPGWWers, Doc, LMB, and a few others)
Deus Fio: (Oh.)
Syra Zemyla has left the room.
OMG Priam: (....I don't get what you're saying either)
Deus Fio: (*Jewbeam*)
Besyanteo: (at any rate... Doman... Bar...)
Lithaladhwen: (Hey Spleen. Why aren't you in my house?)
Besyanteo: (Ivory Horn I guess?)
Deus Fio: (Jew. Oven. Hah.)
Lithaladhwen: (Whoo!)
Deus Fio: (Sure, Ivory Horn.)
Arch mage144: (*Torahdead*)
Lithaladhwen: (Yayness.)
Besyanteo: (The Battling Ass really needs Lex to be here.)
OMG Priam: (Wee!)
Arch mage144: (That will never happen again.)
Deus Fio: (That wasn't even the Talmud Strike.)
Arch mage144: (Or so I predict.)
Arch mage144: (At least you haven't used your ultimate attack yet.)
Lithaladhwen: (Kosher Blast?)
OMG Priam: (I didn't know Spleen had Hebrew ancestry.)
Arch mage144: (Crucify Messiah.)
Lithaladhwen: (XD)
Deus Fio: (Fist of the Chosen People?)
Besyanteo: (Spleen is only using 10% of his power?)
Deus Fio: (Oh, that one.)
CGNakibe: (OHNOES)
OMG Priam: (UNLEAVENED DESTRUCTION!)
Besyanteo: (...)
Lithaladhwen: (Priam wins.)
OMG Priam: (MOYLE'S FURY)
Besyanteo: (Ok, I think that wins)
OMG Priam: (*MOHEL'S)
dragongurl4390: ((Crap guys, I gotta go))
Deus Fio: (...)
Besyanteo: (... HAHAHAHAHAHA.)
Lithaladhwen: (Bye Caro. Another time, maybe.)
OMG Priam: (Bye person!)
Besyanteo: (LAter!)
Deus Fio: (Irony of ironies.)
dragongurl4390: ((>>; Yeah. We'll try for that))
dragongurl4390: ((Sorry guys.))
Lithaladhwen: (Priam: They didn't have time to prepare real destruction. They had to settle for unleavened destruction because it takes less prep time.)
dragongurl4390 has left the room.
Deus Fio: (Nice to meet you, though, Caroline.)
OMG Priam: (*drinks*)
Arch mage144: (Alright, yeah, while I admit to starting the Jew jokes we should move on to another topic, like RP)
Besyanteo: (Think we scared her off? =D)
Deus Fio: (...)
CGNakibe: (You all scared her off. ;_; )
T3chn0Namagomi: (*drinks*)
CGNakibe: (I BLAME YOU.)
Lithaladhwen: (Spleen: I sent her your message over IM.)
Besyanteo: (*undrinks*)
Lithaladhwen: (Also, we won't scare her. I met her through a blog site, which meant she read about my life for YEARS before this.)
Lithaladhwen: (We won't scare her.)
OMG Priam: (That's excellent)
Besyanteo: (Righto.)
Deus Fio: (HEY NOW THAT THE NEWBIE'S GONE WE CAN DO ELEMAER FIGHTS GAERA AND ZANGIEF IS THE REFEREE.)
Besyanteo: (... <_<)
Lithaladhwen: (...)
Besyanteo: (Ishtar: *sits on the fire god. People laugh.*)
Arch mage144: (In other news)
CGNakibe: (Zangief: *hugs Spleen*)
Arch mage144: ( Condoms )
Lithaladhwen: (....)
Deus Fio: (And the winner fights the Metro City superheroes.)
Besyanteo: (Brian: ... Wow. Vintage.)
CGNakibe: (RADIUM NUTEX)
Arch mage144: (WTF)
Besyanteo: (I like the name better than Neds Cream anyway.)
Arch mage144 has left the room.
Arch mage144 has entered the room.
Besyanteo: (Just apply to the face for clearer skin.)
CGNakibe: (It still sounds SCARY, Bes.)
Lithaladhwen: (Directly to the forehead?)
Besyanteo: (Or something like that.)
Arch mage144: (I found a better one and I can't send links)
Besyanteo: (Kai: Yes actually.)
Lithaladhwen: (IM me, Brian.)
CGNakibe: (HEAD ON. APPLY DIRECTLY TO THE FOREHEAD)
OMG Priam: (Dammit, Henries)
Lithaladhwen: (I'll send it.)
OMG Priam: (NADS)
Besyanteo: (Nads cream. Watch these ladies spread it on their face...)
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Besyanteo: (Best not-joke ever?)
CGNakibe: (^^)
OMG Priam: (I actually tried that shit once)
Lithaladhwen: (Whoa. I can't send links either.)
OMG Priam: (Doesn't work for shit, which kind of makes the whole thing funnier)
Besyanteo: (=D)
Besyanteo: ("I developed Nads for my daughter, but now I use it too!")
Lithaladhwen: (Priam! Link the thing!)
Lithaladhwen: (I want to see if you can!)
OMG Priam: (I AM WORKING ON HACKING IT TO MAKE IT WORK)
Lithaladhwen: (...)
Besyanteo: (... Priam talks to Zero too much.)
OMG Priam: /BEEN
OMG Priam: HTTP:
OMG Priam: HTTP://
OMG Priam: hTTP://WWW.
Deus Fio: (PRIAM IS HACKING THE INTARWEB?!)
Besyanteo: Tired.
Deus Fio: (HE'S STEALING THE MEGAHURTZ FROM THE SPACE ALIENS TO DO IT!)
OMG Priam: (Holy shit this is weird)
Besyanteo: *stabs bubbles*
OMG Priam: (Okay, everywhere there are spaces, put in a dot)
Lithaladhwen: ('kay.)
OMG Priam: (GOD DAMMIT)
OMG Priam: ghdks/adsp
Lithaladhwen: (Try underscoring?)
T3chn0Namagomi: (FREEDOM FROM HEMORRHOIDS? FREEDHEM HEMORRHOID CREAM.)
OMG Priam: bhdisoa/psiunbdc/aosid
OMG Priam: tinyflowers com_2006_condoms_threepirates htm
Besyanteo: ....
OMG Priam: (And the underscores are slashes)
Deus Fio: (Wait, what the hell's going on? I'm confused.)
Lithaladhwen: (AIM won't let us link anything in chat.)
Besyanteo: http://www.google.com
OMG Priam: tinyflowers dot com slash 2006 slash condoms slash threepirates dot htm
Besyanteo: Works for me.
Lithaladhwen: (...)
Deus Fio: ( http://www.google.com )
Lithaladhwen: ( http://www.google.com )
Lithaladhwen: (!)
Besyanteo: What client are you on?
Deus Fio: (Mine works like science itself.)
Lithaladhwen: (AIM, you fuck!)
Deus Fio: (Trillian here.)
Besyanteo: It is relevant what you're using. >:
Deus Fio: (And it just occurred to me that half of us are bracketed and half of us aren't.
OMG Priam: (Wow, I can't do the google one
Lithaladhwen: (Anyway. We can just RP now.)
OMG Priam: (...Bracketed?)
Besyanteo: Priam: Sucks to be you.
Lithaladhwen: (So first-gen, Ivory Horn?)
Besyanteo: (Ashley: No clue what you're computer's problem is.)
Besyanteo: (... your*)
Lithaladhwen: (Bes: Dunno either.)
Lithaladhwen: *It's evening at the Ivory Horn! Be there or suck ass!*
MajorGeneralTso has entered the room.
Besyanteo: (*grabs a bib*)
Lithaladhwen: *There may be cool people there like you! Look for them!*
Lithaladhwen: *You can talk to each other now.*
MajorGeneralTso: (No one is as cool as me. Lies.)
OMG Priam: (SOMEONE GIVE ME SOMEONE THERE TO CHAT UP)
MajorGeneralTso: (...The poop is going on?)
Besyanteo: *There's a garoujin there! He's drinking hard cider!*
Arch mage144: *is off sucking ass*
Lithaladhwen: (Thanks, Xevan.)
Besyanteo: *Biege fur, amber eyes, glasses, in strange frames for furries, a green shirt and black pants.*
Arch mage144: *meanwhile, is there*
Lithaladhwen: (Does Holly know you're into that?)
OMG Priam: (....who is that?)
Besyanteo: (Which one?)
Lithaladhwen: (Xevan, Hak, Holly, or what?)
OMG Priam: (Is that Hak?)
Arch mage144: (Green is, yes)
Lithaladhwen: (Green is Hak.)
Besyanteo: (That's Hak.)
Besyanteo: (And this is someone most of you don't know, because I was lazy in using him for long time.)
Besyanteo: (Maxwell. Whee.)
Besyanteo: (Really only notable because he's a furry from the slums of Valth.)
OMG Priam: <Kurt Eldridge>*, who is currently talking with Hakaril!* And you see, that's why it has to either be the case that the admixture will collapse onto itself or reveal a space of at least ten feet square of unending light...
Lithaladhwen: (ZOMG.)
OMG Priam: ...for about ten seconds, full.
Besyanteo: (Which Doug actually approved!)
Deus Fio: (And no one's ever heard of the chracter I'm using, of course. I've almots never used him before.)
Arch mage144: ...hmm.
Deus Fio: <Ake Tanner>
Besyanteo: (I was surprised, becasue I heard it should be like nigh impossible or whatever?)
Lithaladhwen: ( Wanna bet? )
Arch mage144: Makes perfect sense to me, except for that part about...wait, did you say we needed seven ounces of sulfur? What was that for, again?
OMG Priam: I've considered using it as a sort of intruder alert device, but its size doesn't really make up for the cost.
Deus Fio: (I was making a joke. I've CIed more as Ake than as anyone else.)
Besyanteo: (Not form him mind you.)
Lithaladhwen: (I'm coming for you, Spleen. And I mean that in the dirtiest in-character sense.)
OMG Priam: Well, the sulfur is a symbolic link to the old Ishtarian teachings of the abyss of the damned, what with brimstone and whathaveyou. Grants it the flash.
Arch mage144: I see...
Arch mage144: ...that's a strange intruder alert mechanism.
Arch mage144: Why go to so much trouble in the first place?
Besyanteo: IM: ... Are they mages, or chemists?
Lithaladhwen: ( I haven't played Quinn in forEVER and I should. Now that I have Jaeger.)
Lithaladhwen: (I almost need it for her.)
OMG Priam: Well, that's what I mean. It's worth it to keep people away from sensitive materials, but it's not worth it if it doesn't work well, which it wouldn't.
Arch mage144: (Chemages.)
OMG Priam: Flashy, though.
Besyanteo: (=D!)
Arch mage144: Flashy is always worth something.
Besyanteo: IM: Mages.
OMG Priam: Oh, of course. But not against hostile entities.
Arch mage144: On a completely unrelated tangent, it's a good thing I managed to sort out that entire mess with the salmon.
Besyanteo: *sip!*
OMG Priam: Oh, I heard about that. Did you end up transmuting the whole mess back?
Deus Fio: *from the doorway* Interesting phrase to enter a room to, "entire mess with the salmon".
Arch mage144: Yeah, but it was a pain in the ass. The good news is that the royal economy is now more...metallic.
OMG Priam: I'm sure your employees will appreciate that.
Deus Fio: *Ake finds a seat near Hak's table* Evening, folks.
Arch mage144: I think the King was this close to throwing me on a guillotine.
OMG Priam: Likely, but he needs you. Oh, hello there.
Arch mage144: *holds up two fingers that are not terribly far apart*
Deus Fio: (This makes the...third? fourth? time Ake and Hak have met.)
Arch mage144: That was my logic, and it's the reason my neck is attaching my head to my shoulders right now.
MajorGeneralTso: (Soooo uh...What's the setting? <.<...)
Lithaladhwen: (Ivory Horn, first gen.)
MajorGeneralTso: (I see...)
Arch mage144: I've seen you before. *looks at Ake* But I can never remember your name, like that of so many other people I see.
T3chn0Namagomi: Indeed. He needs someone actually tolerable in some high position, you know.
Lithaladhwen: (Hrm.)
OMG Priam: (Hmm!)
MajorGeneralTso: (...What should I do...)
Deus Fio: I don't have one. I am the terror that stalks the night. No man knows me. I am a shadow.
Lithaladhwen: (Does Ake flap in the night as well?)
Arch mage144: That's unfortunate. Shadows have no rights.
Deus Fio: *moves his hands in as spooky a way as he can*
Lithaladhwen: (Or does he just fap in the night when his succubus girlfriend is busy with that Valthi?)
Lithaladhwen: (I'm drunk leave me alone!)
Arch mage144: (Owned)
Deus Fio: (Boooo.)
Arch mage144: (You are not drunk, I'm getting the bottle. You need more.)
Lithaladhwen: (I do! Fetch it, boy!)
Deus Fio: Ake Tanner.
Lithaladhwen: (GOD I love dirty puns.)
MajorGeneralTso: (...Drunk RPing. Does this happen often? I haven't seen it before. <.<...)
Lithaladhwen: (OOoooooh. I have an idea.)
Lithaladhwen: (And Tai, I do this a lot.)
OMG Priam: (Oh shits)
Besyanteo: (For some reason I want to get Ventrillo up.)
OMG Priam: (I MUST KNOW THIS IDEA)
Lithaladhwen: (I'm playing Tassi.)
Besyanteo: (So we can listen to Kai RPing drunk.)
Lithaladhwen: (So you can all just DEAL with it.)
Lithaladhwen: (I called Charles on the phone once during a MAC RP, because he had just given me his number and wasn't expecting it.)
Arch mage144: (XD)
OMG Priam: So, certainly, you've done some interesting research, what with all the time I hear you're not spending at the Castle.
Lithaladhwen: (He sounds like my exboyfriend. It was weird.)
Besyanteo: (Heh.)
Lithaladhwen: (I expected his voice to be all huge and black and it wasn't. I was a little surprised.)
T3chn0Namagomi: <_< You sound like some of those people that got made fun of in elementary school. *to Ake*
Lithaladhwen: (Anyway!)
Arch mage144: I spend more time at the castle than I would like. But as you can see, I spend most of my time sitting in here, drinking tea. It's good for the inspiration.
Lithaladhwen: (Don't let me say things)
MajorGeneralTso: (...I feel like I shouldn't miss out on this. But alas.)
Arch mage144: Plus, this tea is rumored to contain healthy antioxidants.
Besyanteo: (... I just realized I am clueless as to the location of my mic.)
Deus Fio: Except I beat people up, rather than the other way around.
OMG Priam: I'm sorry? It eats away at air?
Lithaladhwen: *A blonde walks into a bar. She heals people, doesn't kill anyone, and is sleeping with Hakaril's friend. She's also lived with Kurt, briefly.*
T3chn0Namagomi: Riiiight.
Lithaladhwen: <Tassi>
Arch mage144: I don't know what it means.
Arch mage144: Some goofy health-food nut told me about it. I bet he made it up.
Besyanteo: (Far too belatedly: )
Besyanteo: (Aparently Tassi got the fuck out of Baron, fast.)
OMG Priam: It's possible.
Besyanteo: (I applaud!)
Deus Fio: Champion martial artists are allowed to have strange senses of humor. It's in our by-laws.
Besyanteo: (This makes her the smart one!)
MajorGeneralTso: (I think that's the ''Deal With It'' part.)
Arch mage144: Oh, look, it's Tassi! She's come to throw back a few glasses of scotch and keep me from setting things on fire.
OMG Priam: >_>
Besyanteo: (Oh meh.)
OMG Priam: I encourage this end! Tassi, how are you? *waves*
T3chn0Namagomi: Like I'm supposed to somehow revere that?
Deus Fio: It's right above the rule about having our own theme songs.
Arch mage144: Kamos, you revere three men and a cat.
MajorGeneralTso: (Good for pointing that out though. I had forgotten that Tai was busy causing havok in Baron...)
Lithaladhwen: *nods to Kurt* I'm afraid he's right, but it is good to see you again!
Deus Fio: It muts be a hell of a cat, though.
Deus Fio: *must
Lithaladhwen: *zomg Baronian accent*
Lithaladhwen: *you know the drill*
T3chn0Namagomi: No, I don't.
Lithaladhwen: (Bes: Yes, she did.)
Lithaladhwen: (She wanted to go home.)
Arch mage144: Sure you do. You're Valthi, right? You have allegiance to the Valthi government? Three men and a cat in a tiny room.
Besyanteo: (!)
Arch mage144: If the cat meows, that's a "yay" vote. If it grows, that's a "nay" vote.
Lithaladhwen: *w2Kurt* Is Hakaril drinking yet?
T3chn0Namagomi: I don't really have allegiance to anyone at the moment.
Arch mage144: Now there's a real mercenary.
CGNakibe: *from outside* Quack~
OMG Priam: *w* Not alcohol, as far as I've been paying attention. Some sort of air-killing compound, though.
T3chn0Namagomi: Except maybe Deeum.
Besyanteo: (... Quack?)
Lithaladhwen: *w* You don't say. I see.
Besyanteo: (... brb.)
CGNakibe: (Clearly the Cat is an undecided voter. *nod nod*)
Arch mage144: (Kurt: If you drink tea, you're going to suffocate!)
Lithaladhwen: (Third-party vote! He's wasting his time, man!)
OMG Priam: I guess it makes sense...*muttering this* If you don't have air in your stomach...then I guess it's a fart suppressor.
Arch mage144: (It's about as scientific a claim in Gaera that antioxidants promote good health as it is in the real world =P)
Arch mage144: Hey, maybe that's it!
Lithaladhwen: *sighs and gets a doublescotch*
Arch mage144: I should order a roast duck.
OMG Priam: Is THAT why nobles drink tea.
Arch mage144: I wouldn't know. I'm hardly nobility, just hired help.
OMG Priam: Oh, believe you me, nobles drink more than their fair share of tea.
Lithaladhwen: Speaking of drinking tea. Hakaril, must you continue to send me tea implements and things at all hours of the night?
Lithaladhwen: Honestly.
Arch mage144: I have no idea what you're talking about. *suspicious eyegleam*
MajorGeneralTso: (...Who works the bar at the Ivory Horn anyhow?)
Lithaladhwen: You lie like a guilty child, Hakaril. Honestly. Who did it? The king?
Lithaladhwen: Does Darin arrange it in advance?
Arch mage144: Though I'm a little perplexed as to why I was sent a platter of Baronian-style breakfast...
Arch mage144: ...at 2:30 in the morning.
Arch mage144: Yes, Darin is always hungry.
Lithaladhwen: *coughs* Well, perhaps the...uh... perhaps the kitchen staff is confused.
Lithaladhwen: That might account for all this. >_>
Arch mage144: Always ordering strange things at odd hours. Haven't you noticed?
T3chn0Namagomi: <_<...
Arch mage144: Yes, it would. On the plus side, I was able to consume everything except the tripe casserole.
Arch mage144: Do you people really eat that?
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Ew.
Lithaladhwen: I do not.
OMG Priam: Milo does, I'm afraid
OMG Priam: .
Deus Fio: *scratches his head* Tripe...isn't that entrails?
Arch mage144: My dog wouldn't eat it. And my dog is a relative of the cerberus.
T3chn0Namagomi: I thought that was your wife's dog. o.o
OMG Priam: And from the sound of it, he should wash it down with some tea.
Arch mage144: It saves you from flatulence, apparently.
Deus Fio: Is that true? I've never heard that before.
Arch mage144: No, it's just something a health-food nut told me.
OMG Priam: It merits consideration and investigation, and that's all we can say for sure.
Arch mage144: He also suggested that I should buy a lot of funny bottles filled with seaweed-wrapped pills and thought I should wash out my colon with coffee.
Lithaladhwen: ...
Lithaladhwen: Don't do that.
T3chn0Namagomi: ...
Lithaladhwen: I promise you it isn't good for you.
Arch mage144: This isn't sound health advice, is it, Tassi?
OMG Priam: That sounds decidedly unpleasant, even if it IS effective.
Deus Fio: How do you wash out your colon with coffee?
Lithaladhwen: Leave your colon alone. Use it only when necessary.
Arch mage144: It involves a tube, or something, I don't know.
T3chn0Namagomi: ...
Deus Fio: ...wait, hot coffee or, like, lukewarm coffee?
Arch mage144: A tube and a bellows.
CGNakibe: (Hopefully Hak at least made proper use of the snake oil)
Arch mage144: Cold coffee.
Lithaladhwen: *shakes her head and takes a drink*
Arch mage144: I don't know either.
T3chn0Namagomi: ...That sounds...wrong. Very wrong.
Arch mage144: I'm just glad I don't do everything I'm told.
Deus Fio: That's slightly more sane than hot coffee. I burn my lap easily enough with hot coffee, I don't want to know what it would do to my internal organs.
Arch mage144: It saves me from all kinds of unpleasantry.
OMG Priam: No doubt.
Arch mage144: (Fact: People do coffee enemas. In real life.)
Arch mage144: (Kind of like how people actually own buttplugs.)
Deus Fio: Which, incidentally, is one of the many reasons why I don't drink coffee. Tea, though, I drink, specifically green tea.
OMG Priam: (Hey, buttplugs serve a purpose)
Lithaladhwen: I can imagine. There's a reason I haven't accepted or pursued military or clerical rank from anyone. I'm at least as bad about obedience as you are.
Arch mage144: (...what purpose is there, really, aside from the most obvious one?)
Deus Fio: But I've never noticed it suppressing gas.
OMG Priam: (That depends on what the most obvious one is)
Arch mage144: You're not looking hard enough
CGNakibe: (Brian: Are you saying the obvious one isn't enough?)
Arch mage144: (If you really want to stick things in my ass, the fact that I've already done it is not going to deter you.)
Lithaladhwen: (don't plug my butt)
Lithaladhwen: (I need that unblocked to use it)
OMG Priam: (That's like asking what a dildo is for, except for the obvious)
Arch mage144: (It's obviously intended to be used as a model for practicing correct condom application)
OMG Priam: (Obviously)
Deus Fio: (In a pinch, you can use it as a fake lightsaber.)
CGNakibe: (Of course.)
OMG Priam: (Or to gross out siblings)
OMG Priam: (self-defense and all)
MajorGeneralTso: (Usually this is a conversation reserved for the main chat...Not in the middle of an RP...)
Arch mage144: (Or as a toothbruth)
Lithaladhwen: (To see if muffins are done. The dildo will come out clean if they're done baking.)
Arch mage144: (OK FUCK)
CGNakibe: (*snickers*)
Arch mage144: So...
Lithaladhwen: (JAEGER)
Arch mage144: ...you don't like...whatever it is the kitchen staff is doing to you?
Lithaladhwen: *Tassi takes another drink to help catch her up to her player*
Lithaladhwen: I suppose it's only a mild nuisance.
Deus Fio: *Ake, for his part, receives a gin and tonic.*
OMG Priam: Certain procedures must be endured, I've found.
OMG Priam: There can often be little take without give.
OMG Priam: Law of Transaction, and all.
Deus Fio: *He's evidently preparing for a relaxing night. Maybe he's going to see a lady friend? :D?*
OMG Priam: But here are the plans I was mentioning.
OMG Priam: *lays out a scroll on a dry part of the bar in front of Hak*
T3chn0Namagomi has left the room.
Arch mage144: Hmm?
Arch mage144: *looks at the scroll. What is it?*
Lithaladhwen: *also looks, because Hakaril is*
Deus Fio: *looks because he's bored*
OMG Priam: *It's....his player has not decided! But it's using some decidedly....unconventional...principles. We're going to say it's a perpetual levitation transporter.*
Lithaladhwen: *takes a drink to catch up to her player and because she's bored*
Arch mage144: o_O *looks really lost*
OMG Priam: What do you think?
Lithaladhwen: (Can I use it to bullseye womprats back home, Priam?)
OMG Priam: (NO.)
Arch mage144: What the hell is this a diagram of? And what's that drawing of a squirrel? *points to an odd ink sketch in the corner*
Deus Fio: (For a split second I thought it said "perpetual lobster transporter")
OMG Priam: (But you can use it to get around a large-scale mouse-themed amusement park)
Deus Fio: (It wasn't a full misreading. It was a split-second thing.)
Lithaladhwen: ...Well, Hakaril. *pats him on the shoulder* I'm glad that you've found a friend. I'm going to sit down now.
OMG Priam: Oh, that's Milo's handiwork.
Lithaladhwen: *sits back in her seat* How is Milo?
OMG Priam: But this....this could revolutionize....huh?
OMG Priam: Oh, he's doing well enough. I'm a little surprised you haven't seen him around, he's been out in town a lot lately.
Arch mage144: ...travel, right? It looks like it's intended to travel...somewhere.
Arch mage144: How does it work?
OMG Priam: Well, you know how certain materials will repel eachother? Like if you perpetuate a lightning spell through a metallic component, how the pieces shift?
Arch mage144: Right.
Lithaladhwen: I haven't been here. I was in Baron during the.... unfortunate political messiness a bit ago.
OMG Priam: Imagine that principle amplified and applied to a nonmagical construct, so that people can be moved, effortlessly, frictionlessly, across wide distances!
Arch mage144: Now that's...that's...that's genius!
Arch mage144: o_O Except that I have no idea how you would do it.
FDeth has entered the room.
OMG Priam: Well, it would take a small Kingdom's worth of materials, because you'd have to have the base lining for the entire span of your travel area. And I haven't figured out how to make it reverse, so the course would have to be set up in
OMG Priam: a circular fashion.
OMG Priam: But think of it--frictionless! You could theoretically go infinite speeds with this thing.
Arch mage144: ...that's mind-breaking.
Arch mage144: (Fun fact: Our fan control knob out in the living room says "INFINITE SPEED" on it)
OMG Priam: ( =D )
Deus Fio: (It should say "Ridiculous Speed" instead.)
OMG Priam: *rolls it back up*
OMG Priam: And that's what I've been working on these past few months. The principles are solid, but the practicality part is proving obstinate.
Arch mage144: ...as with all great inventions.
Deus Fio: (And then add "Ludicrous Speed", but it can't go that fast.)
OMG Priam: And that's why I've come here, on the off chance of finding you here, which I have.
Arch mage144: You found me. Yep.
OMG Priam: Another point of view is always excellent.
Arch mage144: Well, uh...
Arch mage144: ...I'm at a loss. Mechanical engineering isn't really my cup of tea.
Lithaladhwen: ...IM: Oh, dear. So all this time Doma's been completely mad because Hakaril is actively attracting madmen.
Arch mage144: This is my cup of tea. *drains it* Or was.
OMG Priam: Well, that's true, and I suppose that's all the better.
Arch mage144: Hmm.
Arch mage144: If the idea is just to keep it in the air...
Arch mage144: ...but you don't want magical methods. *frowns*
OMG Priam: Oh, of course not. The general public has to be able to use it, so if it's magical at all then it has to be self-replenishing or permanentized.
Lithaladhwen: This is certainly fair. It's the same argument behind a lot of surgical procedures.
Lithaladhwen: You won't always have a mage to fix everything for you.
OMG Priam: Right. I'm trying to bring these ideas to everyone, not just the upper class elite.
CGNakibe: (You can never turn Brian's fan up to Infinite Speed, though)
CGNakibe: (You can get close.)
OMG Priam: No offense intended to the upper class elite.
Lithaladhwen: None taken.
OMG Priam: >_>
OMG Priam: *eyebrow!*
Lithaladhwen: I can assure you that I'm... fairly certain I've not always been upper class "elite" as you say.
OMG Priam: *orders a drink! Something froofy.*
OMG Priam: This sounds like an interesting tale.
Lithaladhwen: *stops mid-sip* What?
Arch mage144: I'm not really bothered by the idea that you want to make gadgets that don't rely on magic.
Arch mage144: I rather support it, in fact.
Arch mage144: But if the mechanics are too expensive...*blinks* I don't even...can't even begin to figure out how you might do this.
OMG Priam: It might take cooperation from several territories to accomplish on a grand scale.
OMG Priam: But at first, we might have to just put it in Doma to start. Which would still be a great undertaking.
Arch mage144: I'm in favor of it.
OMG Priam: I can already see a method of transporting people around town, but it is very dependent on having a large number of capable mages.
OMG Priam: Material cost is very low, though.
Lithaladhwen: *nod*
Arch mage144: I gotcha.
OMG Priam: *hmms!*
Besyanteo: (... I return to find mages plotting the creation of a bus system. o_o)
Arch mage144: (Hoverbus, no less)
Besyanteo: (Heh.)
OMG Priam: (Monorail, thanks)
Lithaladhwen: (What's the name?)
Lithaladhwen: (MONORAIL)
OMG Priam: (DRUNKY =D)
OMG Priam: *drinks!*
Lithaladhwen: (I linked you something you McFuck!)
OMG Priam: (I GOT LINKED SOMETHING)
OMG Priam: (I AM ALSO LISTENING TO GOOD MUSIC)
Besyanteo: (tired.)
OMG Priam: Dah. I dunno. I'm just so tired of seeing all the people who are so less priviledged than the nobles for no good reason.
OMG Priam: It clearly isn't actually family-based, since people are ousted and adopted with some regularity into the noble class.
OMG Priam: Well, into and out of.
Lithaladhwen: Oh, understandable. I had similar problems attempting to work in the regularly-popularized shrines.
OMG Priam: Oh?
Arch mage144: Hm?
Lithaladhwen: There's a difference between operating at-cost to make sure you can take care of overhead... and making a profit from people who simply don't want to die.
Deus Fio: (I'm bored, and going to bed.)
OMG Priam: (Peace)
Lithaladhwen: (Seeya.)
Deus Fio: (Let justice reign over thy lands.)
OMG Priam: Mm, indeed.
Deus Fio has left the room.
Arch mage144: Yeah, that's the truth.
Arch mage144: If I made the laws in this country I'd put a stop to that shit.
OMG Priam: I thought you did.
Lithaladhwen: ...
Lithaladhwen: *takes a drink at the very thought*
OMG Priam: Well, I thought you enforced them as a general, anyway, which effectively means you make the rules apply to what you see fit.
Arch mage144: Yeah, but I can't really order my men to barge into temples that are overcharging.
Arch mage144: I just don't have the resources to do that kind of policing.
OMG Priam: That's actually a surprise, considering that you've tapped into, what was it, the plane of mechanical mythril poultry?
Lithaladhwen: ....What?
OMG Priam: I'm kind of surprised they have a plane for that, really.
Arch mage144: It was a brief rift, which is now closed. I have had no luck re-locating it.
Besyanteo: (Subplanes: Making Shintoism look frugal.)
Arch mage144: But I might also note that my persnoal finances or mythril resources have little to do with the manpower that I have.
Arch mage144: *personal
Arch mage144: It's not me that signs their paychecks, anyway.
OMG Priam: True, but resources can give way to greater influence.
OMG Priam: *is he thinking clearly, or is it the drink? He giggles a little, supporting the latter.*
Arch mage144: At times.
Arch mage144: ...speaking of resources, I just had a brilliant idea. You know those crazy Rivan chefs that shoved a chicken inside a duck and then stuffed that inside a turkey?
Besyanteo: (...)
Besyanteo: (I'm in debate. Should I hug Brian, or stab him?)
FDeth: ( This should be an interesting "brilliant idea". )
Besyanteo: (Fucking Gaeran Turducken. =D)
Lithaladhwen: Yes. Turducken.
Lithaladhwen: Why?
Arch mage144: I just thought of an excellent variation. You stuff shrimp inside a lobster and then stuff several lobsters inside a shark, which is then stuffed inside a large chunk of whale meat.
Lithaladhwen: ...
Besyanteo: (...)
Lithaladhwen: That's lovely, Hakaril. Thank you.
Arch mage144: And filled with breadcrumbs and cheese.
Arch mage144: You don't like it?
Lithaladhwen: No, I'd try it if someone else made it and it were not sent to my room in the dark hours of the night.
Lithaladhwen: Perhaps some other time, though.
Arch mage144: Wait, no, let's try this again. Stuff shrimp in lobsters, then stuff the lobsters inside a deboned king salmon and wrap the whole thing in bacon!
Lithaladhwen: ...Why bacon?
Arch mage144: Because it's delicious!
CGNakibe: (Why NOT Bacon?)
Arch mage144: Would you prefer cured ham?
Arch mage144: Or, as some call it, "Valthi bacon."
Besyanteo: (...)
Lithaladhwen: I... I don't eat a lot of ham or bacon, actually.
Arch mage144: Goddamn, the Valthi don't even know how to make bacon properly.
CGNakibe: (Valth = Canada now?)
Besyanteo: (Someone has to be.)
Besyanteo: (And Valth enver does anything that Doma notices anymore,)
FDeth: ( I think Valth is more of the anti-Canada... )
Besyanteo: (So it's appropriate.)
CGNakibe: (At least Gaera doesn't have a France. >:{ )
Arch mage144: (That's what you think.)
Arch mage144: (It's secretly Theice.)
FDeth: ( Valth doesn't have the queen of Baron on their money! )
OMG Priam: Bacon is a hard thing to make properly.
Besyanteo: (I thought Therney was France?)
Arch mage144: Maybe I should talk to Yadali about this.
Lithaladhwen: Yadali?
OMG Priam: *new drink get!
OMG Priam: *
Arch mage144: Perhaps she'd appreciate a deer stuffed with pheasants stuffed inside a bear.
Arch mage144: Ooh! That sounds excellent!
Lithaladhwen: (Yeah, she would.)
Lithaladhwen: (She'd find a way to get Hakaril some kind of religious rank among her people.)
Arch mage144: The marvels of stuffing animals inside larger animals...
Arch mage144: ...now that's innovation
Besyanteo: (... So wait.)
Lithaladhwen: I....yes.... I suppose it's a useful trick.
Besyanteo: (Does this mean that out-world dragons will start stuffing moogles into humans, and humans into griffons or something?)
Arch mage144: Bear meat is very flavorful.
Lithaladhwen: (....Yes.)
Lithaladhwen: I honestly have never tried it.
Arch mage144: (I'll stuff you with moogles)
Arch mage144: (What do you stuff the moogles with? Or are moogles already full of stuffing?)
Besyanteo: (Scary moogle meat.)
Lithaladhwen: (I stuffed your mother with moogles last night.)
Arch mage144: (OH GOD NO)
Besyanteo: (And... Uhm... Fae?)
FDeth: Animals in big animals is a snorer, oughtta learn to put bigger animals in smaller animals, china. ::says the bartender, if anyone remembers who he is!::
Besyanteo: (Lots of tiny fae, inside a moogle.)
Arch mage144: (Pixies have hardly any meat on them, it's like eating butterflies.)
Arch mage144: ......
Besyanteo: (I could say the same of shrimp,)
Besyanteo: (But we take our time with them anyway dammit.)
FDeth: ::Osbourne grins mischieviously!::
Arch mage144: (Os...yeah!)
Arch mage144: ...I could do that.
Arch mage144: But it would waste food.
FDeth: ( Let's see if I can remember my...uh...well shit, I can't even remember the name of the dialect. )
Arch mage144: Wait! Unless I served them as hors d'ouvres!
OMG Priam: Hmm. The trick would be to get a large animal into a smaller animal.
FDeth: ( That stuff that's used in "lower class" london. )
Arch mage144: I could have shrimp stuffed with miniature lobsters!
Arch mage144: (Cockney?)
FDeth: Horse d'wha?
FDeth: ( Yeah, that. )
Lithaladhwen: *glances over at the bartender with whom she's never bothered to converse*
Arch mage144: Things you eat before you eat.
Arch mage144: Appetizers.
FDeth: ::of note, this particular bartender isn't often there::
FDeth: Oh, them.
Besyanteo: (And afk for a while)
Arch mage144: Maybe I could cast a shrinking spell on the bear and then shove it inside the deer, then enlarge the pheasants and put the bear-deer inside.
Arch mage144: Why the hell am I thinking about this? It's just making me hungry.
Lithaladhwen: That seems like an awful lot of trouble, Hakaril.
Lithaladhwen: Just to stick an animal inside another animal.
Arch mage144: Yeah, and magically-altered meat never tastes as good anyway.
Arch mage144: Ever transmute rocks into beef?
Lithaladhwen: I...no.
Lithaladhwen: I don't do that.
Arch mage144: It has a funny aftertaste.
Arch mage144: Kind of like...chalk.
Lithaladhwen: I'm...sorry?
FDeth: I dun think ya get it, expensive food is fer showin' off, not tastin' nice.
Arch mage144: Don't be, I was hungry.
Arch mage144: You are so wrong.
Arch mage144: If it doesn't taste good, why eat it?
Lithaladhwen: As a healer, I'm obliged to say, "because sometimes it's good for you."
Lithaladhwen: But it doesn't usually matter.
Arch mage144: Yeah, well.
Arch mage144: It really doesn't.
FDeth: It's expensive! Shows the cash yer got, like expensive braggin'.
Arch mage144: Yeah...well...no.
Arch mage144: That's pointless.
Arch mage144: You could buy something useful with that money.
FDeth: ( There *is* a reason that they had crap like monkey brains in Roman banquets, you know. )
Arch mage144: (Of course there is, but Hakaril would never buy that.)
Lithaladhwen: (Yadi would eat it.)
Arch mage144: (She's a druid. And a freak.)
Lithaladhwen: (She'd steal it and eat it herself.)
FDeth: Pff, I ain't got the moneh fer it anywhichway.
Arch mage144: (A freakuid.)
Lithaladhwen: (Just because you don't think she looks Druish....)
Arch mage144: I'm probably going to be taking a pay cut sometime soon myself.
Arch mage144: ...probably.
Lithaladhwen: Why?
Arch mage144: The whole salmon incident, I think.
Lithaladhwen: The whole what? What have you done now?
FDeth: ::blinks::
Arch mage144: The King ought to know...how did you miss the odor of salmon that permeated the castle!?
Lithaladhwen: I didn't! But I correctly assumed you had done something and that someday I'd learn what it was!
Arch mage144: I accidentally transmuted all of the gold in the vault into raw salmon. Does that explain things more clearly?
FDeth: ::snickers::
Lithaladhwen: ...*puts her face in her hands* How have you not driven your poor wife to distraction by now. That woman must have eyes in the back of her head. Oh! *looks up* Speaking of maternal skills.
Lithaladhwen: How is James?
Arch mage144: To what? Distraction?
Arch mage144: He bit me yesterday.
Arch mage144: The little fucker has teeth.
Lithaladhwen: *chuckles*
Lithaladhwen: Lovely. Perhaps you've finally met your match, Hakaril. I can't wait until he's a teenager.
Arch mage144: .......
Arch mage144: You can't wait.
Arch mage144: I shouldn't have to deal with him through those years. I plan to send him to Gunnir.
Lithaladhwen: Oh, that'll help. He'll come back more sane and well-mannered than ever before.
Arch mage144: Hey, I turned out just fine!
Lithaladhwen: Yes. Yes, of course you did.
Arch mage144: How many times have you saved the world?
Lithaladhwen: On my own or working for you?
Arch mage144: Uh...either.
Lithaladhwen: *tilts her head* Twice. Not bad for a woman who's never killed anyone.
Arch mage144: Hey, you're catching up to me. I think if world-saving proves you had a good upbringing I have you beat, though.
Lithaladhwen: Yes, well. There are other measures of good breeding than saving the world. For instance, place both of us at a properly-set table and I'd eat proper prim little Baronian circles around you.
Lithaladhwen: Such things are highly-subjective.
Arch mage144: Yeah, well. You and your table manners aren't going to save you against Tiamat.
Arch mage144: He won't care if you know which fork to use.
Besyanteo: (Tiamat: Damn! Beat by the shrimp fork AGAIN! >_< *Stomps back to end-boss land in a huff*)
Lithaladhwen: Yes, yes. I am fully aware that you disintegrated Tiamat. I gave you that title myself as you recall.
Arch mage144: And I didn't do it with a fork.
Lithaladhwen: I also recall bringing you from the edge of death right before we fought that battle because you teleported in a rather... compromised state. And by compromised I mean more or less unconscious.
Lithaladhwen: Though I hate to gloat. *sip*
Lithaladhwen: There are many ways to contribute.
Arch mage144: Yeah, you saved my ass. I won't ever forget it, either. I owe you one.
Lithaladhwen: Oh, filth. You do not. If you died, I don't think Darin would ever forgive me. *waves him off*
Arch mage144: I owe you...uh...I know!
Arch mage144: You know, I ought to go back to the castle. I'm a father now, and I wouldn't want to miss James's breastfeeding.
Lithaladhwen: ...What the hell kind of non-sequitur was that?
Lithaladhwen: How did we get to breastfeeding?
Arch mage144: I was thinking about responsibilities for once. And my wife.
Arch mage144: And also breasts. But that's not important right now.
Lithaladhwen: ...
Lithaladhwen: *coughs* Well. Good for you, then. And your wife's breasts. *sip* I'm sure they're glad for the attention.
Arch mage144: They've gotten bigger since she's given birth, you know.
Lithaladhwen: They do that.
Arch mage144: Not complaining.
Arch mage144: Anyway, I can't be a good father if I hang out in bars all the time.
Lithaladhwen: True. Slumming with the white mages and inventors. Shame on you.
Arch mage144: That's right, awful crowd down here.
Arch mage144: Especially the Baronian women. They can't even properly govern themselves in that country, ousting their king and rioting and whatnot.
Lithaladhwen: You should avoid such bad influences on your family at all opportunities. On no circumstances should we be allowed near young ones.
Arch mage144: And they eat tripe.
Lithaladhwen: I do not eat tripe!
Arch mage144: If you say so.
Lithaladhwen: And I was only... well, I sort of encouraged the riot. But I wasn't involved in any of the rest of that!
Besyanteo: (Bwains. x.o)
Arch mage144: .......
Arch mage144: You encouraged the riot?
Arch mage144: Now I've heard everything. I have to go home and re-evaluate the universe.
Lithaladhwen: What? I can't protest a gross injustice done to the ruler of my native country?
Lithaladhwen: Honestly, Hakaril.
Arch mage144: No, you can, I'm just surprised.
Besyanteo: (I still need to ammend that. I think people are assuming all the rioters got sense to Ft. Eagle Rock. >_>;-)
Besyanteo: (Which is not true.)
Lithaladhwen: (Heh.)
Arch mage144: In any case. *salutes* Corporal Wells, I shall see you back at the castle later.
Lithaladhwen: (Tassi healed some people and then got the hell out.)
Besyanteo: (sent*)
Lithaladhwen: I am not a Corporal! I refuse!
Lithaladhwen: You can't give me a rank against my will!
Arch mage144: Damn!
Arch mage144: There goes my plan.
Arch mage144: *files out of the inn*
Arch mage144: (Later tonight, Tassi will find several casks of scotch outside her room, delivered by...room service.)
Lithaladhwen: (....)
Lithaladhwen: (Hakaril will get a daisy.)
Lithaladhwen: (So everyone else is lurking by now.)
Lithaladhwen: (This I noticed long ago.)
FDeth: ( Kinda. )
Besyanteo: (Mmm. I've had to keep popping away from the computer.)
Besyanteo: (I'm finally free, and things are done. =P)
Lithaladhwen: (Alas.)
CGNakibe: (And Alack)
Lithaladhwen: (Oh, night. Oh, night. Alack, alack, alack.)
FDeth: ::AT THAT VERY MOMENT! a plain looking person with brown and green hair enters, and orders...water.::
FDeth: ::he has a unibrow, as a note::
Lithaladhwen: *Heads out past him and goes to make sure Hakaril doesn't do anything else... untoward... to the castle*
Lithaladhwen: *Because he does that when unsupervised...apparently...*
Lithaladhwen: </Tassi>
Besyanteo: (Hak, Drunk: ... You know, I always felt the battlements would look better painted some other color... *invents a version of Color Spray more literally accurate to it's title*)
Lithaladhwen: (Heeeee.)
Lithaladhwen: (He's not Hexadecimal.)
FDeth: ( Hakaril = Jackson Pollock? )
Besyanteo: (*The guards on duty are still stunned. For all the wrong reasons.*)
Lithaladhwen: (Though that episode was AWESOME. Painted Windows for Teh Win.)
Besyanteo: (=D)
CGNakibe: (^.^)
PapatymisonN has entered the room.
Besyanteo: (Phong, the clip-art.)
PapatymisonN: (Hey RPers.)
FDeth: ( GREETINGS, MISTER DOMA, KING THEREOF. )
Besyanteo: *Maxwell is still there! ... Now mildly tipsy.*
FDeth: ::said unibrowed man looks about at the other patrons with mild curiosity::
Besyanteo: *Looked at!*
Besyanteo: *Does FD needs the description again?*
FDeth: ::and whispers something unintelligible to the giant tree in the middle of the room, nodding idly::
Besyanteo: IM: ... Is he.... is he talking to the damn tree?
Besyanteo: *he looks at his cider*
Besyanteo: IM: How strong IS this shit?
Besyanteo: (... Oh hell! All my characters are non-social jerks! o_o;-)
Lithaladhwen: (Ohnoes!)
FDeth: ::he IS talking to the tree, as a matter of fact!::
Besyanteo: (... Except for like two of them. Maybe I should switch.)
Lithaladhwen: (Night, all.)
FDeth: ::he stops, walks over to Maxwell, and casts some sort of spell::
Lithaladhwen: (I'll log in the morning.)
PapatymisonN: (... wow. I can still enter, can't I?)
Besyanteo: (Night Ashley.)
Besyanteo: (You can, if you're payying attention)
FDeth: ::Maxwell is no longer drunk!:: Justin says that being drunk is bad.
Besyanteo: ...
FDeth: (Seeya, Ashley.)
Besyanteo: And who is Justin...?
FDeth: All better! ::he dons some sort of goofy grin::
FDeth: ::points at the tree::
Besyanteo: ...
PapatymisonN: (Characters?)
Besyanteo: *How old does this guy look?*
FDeth: ( One-eyed Pete, and Maxwell, who I know nothing about )
Besyanteo: (MAxwell, valthi garoujin.)
FDeth: ::notably older than he acts::
Besyanteo: (Shows up in his accent!)
PapatymisonN: (Valthi... Garoujin.)
PapatymisonN: (And I thought Kobakk was odd...)
Besyanteo: (Lived in the slums.)
Besyanteo: (Got beat up alot.)
Besyanteo: I... see. <_<
Besyanteo: Er.
PapatymisonN: (I could plaaaaaaaay...)
Besyanteo: ... What's your name, then?
PapatymisonN: (This guy. ^_^)
FDeth: I'm Pete! ::grin::
Besyanteo: IM: Atleast it's not a tree name, then.
FDeth: Justin says that he thinks you might do bad puppy things when drunk.
Besyanteo: ... Are you a druid or something?
PapatymisonN: *and the doors open!*
Besyanteo: IM: Or just really drunk?
FDeth: Durid? Mebbe.
FDeth: Yeah, I think so!
PapatymisonN: *through them enters a smooth looking redhead in a long black leather jacket...*
PapatymisonN: *smirking, he walks to the bar*
PapatymisonN: Hey
PapatymisonN: Barkeep!
FDeth: ( Short skirt, and a loooooong...jacket? )
PapatymisonN: Feeling generous, so...
PapatymisonN: Next three rounds? On me. ^_^
FDeth: ::blinks at the newcomer::
PapatymisonN: *PUTS THE MONEY ON THE TABLE, and it's settled*
Besyanteo: ...
FDeth: ::Osbourne, on the other hand, shrugs idly!::
PapatymisonN: Everyone! Get sloshed! Please!
PapatymisonN: *sucks on a Barian Iced Tea himself...*
FDeth: ::back to Pete!:: What is a sloshed?
Besyanteo: Well, Pete, I think I'm about done here anyway. <_< ... I'm not sure I like what just walked in...
FDeth: Oh. Why?
PapatymisonN: *overhears...?*
Besyanteo: (He can if you like; It's not meant for him to overhear, though.)
PapatymisonN: (I do like, kinda...)
PapatymisonN: 'Ey! You! *to his fuzzybuddy*
FDeth: ::Pete blinks:: Justin says that "slosh" is dirty melting ice. I don't know why I would want to get that.
Besyanteo: *just shakes his head* Rich nobles.
PapatymisonN: *goes on over, hands in coatpockets* Got somethin' to say?
PapatymisonN: IM: PFF! Noble. Right.
Besyanteo: *and he stands, and... he seems to be ignoring the red head!*
Besyanteo: Night Pete. ... And tell Justin not to call me a puppy.
Besyanteo: (OR: )
Besyanteo: (Character switch, to someone more interesting.)
FDeth: Oh. ::whispers something to the tree::
Besyanteo: *He bumps into someone on the way out. There's a few curse words exchanged, but nothing comes of it*
FDeth: ::turns to Chuck's character:: Why do you want everyone to get slosh?
Besyanteo: *And a human man walks in! He's on the short side, wearing a sleeveless white shirt, red pants and a red bandana! As well as a sword belt.*
FDeth: ( Gasp, pirate?! )
Besyanteo: *sun tanned skin, brown hair, blue eyes*
PapatymisonN: ... it's a figure of speech, fella. Means get drunk. You know... have a lot of alcohol and go all loopy?
Besyanteo: (Not really; though it occurs to me that he really oculd be.)
Besyanteo: (He's out of armor now. ... Although,)
FDeth: Oh. But Justin says slosh is dirty melting ice.
Besyanteo: (if someone offered, I can't see him turning them down. :o)
PapatymisonN: That's SLUSH, mate. With a U.
PapatymisonN: *Baronian! ^_^v*
FDeth: Oooooh!
Besyanteo: Slush, slosh, sod it all. I just want my damn beer! *also BAronian!*
Besyanteo: *he heads to the bar!*
PapatymisonN: You're in luck, then, buddy.
PapatymisonN: It's on me already.
PapatymisonN: No need t'thank.
FDeth: ::beer is distributed!::
Besyanteo: Eh? Great! *takes!*
Besyanteo: What puts ya in the generous mood?
Besyanteo: *glug!*
PapatymisonN: ... I'm loaded beyond what I can manage wisely? o.o
Besyanteo: Heh. Lucky bastard. *he knocks it back again*
Besyanteo: I'm gonna get there one day, though!
PapatymisonN: Here's a suggestion.
PapatymisonN: Weapons trade.
PapatymisonN: QUITE lucrative.
Besyanteo: ... Bah. No fun in that. I'd rather make my way on the hide of monsters and thugs. Hell, one of these days I'd like to do an honest to gods dungeon crawl. I know 's not as fast,
FDeth has left the room.
Besyanteo: but damned if it doesn't keep things interesting!
Besyanteo: (We should probably wait!)
PapatymisonN: (Kay.)
Besyanteo: (Don't think we're getting him back.)
PapatymisonN: (Damn. Was just getting started, too.-eh?)
PapatymisonN: (Damn, just Shini.)
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