You have just entered room "macroleplaycake."
PapatymisonN: HI ASHLEY WE NEED BODIES THANKS FOR COMING. o.o
Lithaladhwen: (Whoa, you haven't started?)
PapatymisonN: ... and see if you can drag in bodies.
PapatymisonN: And no.
Thramkalith: No dice there, not many people playing, really
Thramkalith: Crazy point buy systems, puttin idiots behind the wheel of large mechs
PapatymisonN: So far, we got him, Tara, and me.
Thramkalith: Except I have no idea what I'm doin
PapatymisonN: And Helden's not an IDIOT. He's an excellent PILOT.
PapatymisonN: He's just... well, you'll see.
Besyanteo: Blah. Sleepy.
Lithaladhwen: Wow. Thram is here.
PapatymisonN: ... noooooooooooooooooooo!
Besyanteo: Not leaving.
Besyanteo: Just sleepy.
T3chn0Namagomi has entered the room.
PapatymisonN: Ooh. Kay. You in?
Besyanteo: I think so.
Lithaladhwen: Knew we were missing something.
Lithaladhwen: Hey Nama.
Thramkalith: Yes, Thram is here, as he will tend to be when someone invites him
PapatymisonN: *hits himself for not inviting Doug* Sorry, dude. My bad.
Lithaladhwen: And Tara!
T3chn0Namagomi: I just came on, so...
Lithaladhwen: I was just thinking about you this afternoon.
AngeloState606: Yes...I'm here.
Lithaladhwen: Where the hell have you been?
AngeloState606: Heh.
AngeloState606: Trying to get my house put together.
KnightsofSquare has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: *nod*
AngeloState606: We finally moved in, but still haven't completely finished the little "projects" and unpacking...
AngeloState606: Yay.
AngeloState606: Plus, I didn't get internet access until Saturday.
Lithaladhwen: Ahhh. 'kay.
AngeloState606: *sniffle* *tear* It's nice to be thought of
AngeloState606: Heh
Besyanteo: Also:
PapatymisonN: *hug* Dun leave again.
Besyanteo: The BAron stuff is finally going to start. Not too long form now.
PapatymisonN: Cool! ^_^
Besyanteo: from*
Lithaladhwen: Dang. Nice.
T3chn0Namagomi: O_o And...I haven't written down the full background! Gah!
KnightsofSquare: =o.o=
Besyanteo: Doug should calm down.
KnightsofSquare: I stole my name back, btw
PapatymisonN: But anyways! Shall we get to RPin', folks?
OMG Priam has left the room.
T3chn0Namagomi: Why should Doug calm down?
Besyanteo: I'm going to let people finish their stuff up as needed.
Besyanteo: So... yeah.
T3chn0Namagomi: Yeah. Statistically, he's complete.
T3chn0Namagomi: Even if he has the infamous Nama "WAY TOO MANY TECHNIQUES" deal. XP
Besyanteo: ..
Besyanteo: So.
Besyanteo: a MAC CI.
T3chn0Namagomi: Yeah.
Besyanteo: >_>
PapatymisonN: Yes!
T3chn0Namagomi: MAC CI is good.
PapatymisonN: <RP....?>
Besyanteo: <MY TOES ARE COLD (afk)>
T3chn0Namagomi: <Felt like forever since I pulled Zeiren out>
Besyanteo: (We decided on Mac Igala A...)
Syra Zemyla has entered the room.
Syra Zemyla: (Back. :D)
KnightsofSquare: (?)
PapatymisonN: (That we did.)
AngeloState606: (Baron's starting back up??!?! Yeehaw!)
PapatymisonN: (Welcome! We have PEOPLE now!)
Besyanteo: (Mike: doma)
Besyanteo: (Any preference from people as to whether folks should be on base or not?)
Thramkalith: ( ... *Is so very lost* Ah, being out of touch, one of my favorite luxuries )
Besyanteo: (People who know what I'm talking about and that are thus relevant?)
PapatymisonN: *Welcome to MAC Igala A, one of the finest training facilities for pilots on the face of the planet*
Lithaladhwen: (I have no preference for reasons that are achingly obvious.)
Besyanteo: (FIND AN EXCUSE TO PLAY)
KnightsofSquare: (Where do the reasons hurt?)
Besyanteo: ( :-( )
Lithaladhwen: (In my bum.)
PapatymisonN: *Inside there are multiple classrooms, mech hangars, recreational areas, and dorms for the future (and current) defenders of the nation to hone their skills*
T3chn0Namagomi: *Of course, training facilities only do their jobs when the pilots are actually bothering to train. ...which is exactly what Ace A2 pilot Zeiren Aslan is NOT doing right now*
PapatymisonN: *Zeiren is approached!... wherever the heck he is...*
T3chn0Namagomi: *Our favorite halfdemon Tek is instead busying himself...again...at the goddamned Intangible and Absent Strength machine in the rec room*
Besyanteo: (I fail the reference. :-( )
T3chn0Namagomi: (*takes to IM*)
PapatymisonN: *by a youngish looking, blondehaired kid, about 5'9", in a MAC Tek's uniform*
PapatymisonN: Hi. o.o
T3chn0Namagomi: Oh, uh, hey. *projectile, projectile, more projectiles!*
T3chn0Namagomi: *Spellcard activation!*
PapatymisonN: What's that thing? o.o
T3chn0Namagomi: ...
T3chn0Namagomi: ...
PapatymisonN: *he's not joking... he has a vacant look of curiousity on his face*
Besyanteo: *Sigov is in the rec room as well! He's been absolutely disgusting since he got back from Argovia. And by disgusting...*
T3chn0Namagomi: *break* 9_9 Dear Reshtaha, you're almost as bad as Helena. Actually, worse, you're not hot or anything like that.
Lithaladhwen: (Man. Zeiren is doomed to forever be asked about his video games.)
Besyanteo: *We mean that he's been spending almost every waking moment with a new gu ythat transferred in from Mac Igala C, acting entirely too cute and lovey dovey for a pair of grown men*
PapatymisonN: (Resh: ... I can change that. Is that what you want? Is it?)
Lithaladhwen: (Whoa! The boy's swearing by Resh now. Somewhere in the land of death, Hel is smiling.)
PapatymisonN: ... o.O Who's Reshtaha?
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Don't ask, don't ask.
Besyanteo: *The new guy is Bill! He's a tek, a Tanujin, and rumor has it he's a devil in the sack. ... A rumor that Sigov is all to happy to confirm from time to time. Right now, they're in casual clothes, just sitting together.*
PapatymisonN: ... kay. ... I'd still like to know what that thing is...
Lithaladhwen: (Who is spreading this rumor?!)
Besyanteo: (I haven't decided if it should be a cunning Bill or if stories followed the boys home from the beach)
Lithaladhwen: (...)
T3chn0Namagomi: ...It's an arcade machine.
PapatymisonN: What's it do? o.o
Besyanteo: (Internets make it very easy to spread rumors about yourself. :o)
T3chn0Namagomi: ...
PapatymisonN: (Ignorance, level four. MAN I'm gonna have fun with this. ^_^)
Besyanteo: ( unrelated: fun music! )
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Are you even incapable of LOOKING?
PapatymisonN: Well, I can see that that image of a ... person? is moving in tandem with your little... sticks...
PapatymisonN: But... yeah. What's the purpose of this thing? o.o
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PapatymisonN: (... huh.)
Besyanteo: (This can't be good.)
T3chn0Namagomi: *And dies to Suiko's final spellcard* Uh, figure it out for yourself?
T3chn0Namagomi: *starts to walk away*
PapatymisonN: ... alright...
PapatymisonN: *steps up to the machine*
PapatymisonN: ... how do I get it... y'know... started? o.o
T3chn0Namagomi: *seems to ignore him now*
Besyanteo: *Raccoon and Half-Orc seem to be too busy to notice the new guy's problem. :-( *
T3chn0Namagomi: ...
PapatymisonN: ... right. Figure it out for myself...
Lithaladhwen: (Y'know. I rather do wish I had someone to play. It is most unfortunate that I do not.)
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: I was doing well until Captain Clueless interrupted.
PapatymisonN: (Why hasn't that changed yet, my dear? We miss you...)
Lithaladhwen: (But my only character thus far went and pulled a Daniel Jackson, and no new ones are forthcoming.)
PapatymisonN: *hits a button... ... then another... then another! Success!*
T3chn0Namagomi: *hand up in greeting to the two* Oi.
PapatymisonN: Uh... uh... uh... *twitching with the controls... and... dies quickly* o.o Nuts.
Besyanteo: (Ashley: Make a far flung descendant of a currnt character)
Lithaladhwen: (I can't think of any cool ways to do that just now.)
Besyanteo: *Bill and Sigov look over!*
PapatymisonN: (Bah! Brand spankin' new char!)
Besyanteo: Hey, Zei.
Besyanteo: What's up?
T3chn0Namagomi: Eh. Was doing well on that until The Most Clueless Person on Igala interrupted me just now.
Besyanteo: Eh? *they both look over!*
Lithaladhwen: (I'm sure he used to be the second most clueless, but he's recently been promoted.)
PapatymisonN: *plays again... does ... is Zeiren watching? He did MUCH better that time...*
T3chn0Namagomi: *Isn't watching*
Besyanteo: ... Looks like he's doing pretty well.
T3chn0Namagomi: ...And he was asking what the hell an arcade machine WAS.
Besyanteo: Maybe he just wanted to bug you away from the machine? o.o
T3chn0Namagomi: Maybe. *shrug* ...I really hope he's not in my unit...
Syra Zemyla: (Where are we?)
PapatymisonN: *third time? He OWNS... like, it didn't even look FAIR...*
Besyanteo: (Doma, a military base)
PapatymisonN: *and, Zeiren will also note, he's using a VERY low-tier character*
T3chn0Namagomi: *Zeiren isn't watching*
Syra Zemyla: (Yes, but which room?)
PapatymisonN: ... huh! That wasn't THAT hard...
Besyanteo: (Recreation room)
PapatymisonN: ... *heads over to Zeiren again* Now what happens? o.o
Besyanteo: ...
T3chn0Namagomi: ...
T3chn0Namagomi: Why are you bothering me?
PapatymisonN: ... ... oh. I am? Sorry... didn't mean to.
Syra Zemyla: *And a tanujin enters the rec room. She is humming as she heads over to the (DDR?) machine.*
PapatymisonN: I'll go ... put my butt... on that thing. *pointing to a chair a couple of seats over from BillxSig*
PapatymisonN: *plop* o.o
Besyanteo: ...
Besyanteo: *They're both looking at him funny*
T3chn0Namagomi: ...
Besyanteo: ... *whispers to Bill!*
Besyanteo: *who nods and smiles!*
PapatymisonN: o.o *looks puzzled, then looks back at them with the exact same look*
Besyanteo: *then to Zei*
PapatymisonN: *looks at Zei*
Besyanteo: *and then they both stand and head on out*
T3chn0Namagomi: *heads out, following the two*
PapatymisonN: ... *follows*
T3chn0Namagomi: ...
blender_bunny@mac.com has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: (Hey Oniichan.)
Besyanteo: *the half orc grunts, and turns down the hallway, towards the barracks*
blender_bunny@mac.com: (Scurvy son of a whore is present)
Lithaladhwen: (He is indeed.)
PapatymisonN: *did he stop? Cuz the blonde kid will too, if he does*
Besyanteo: *Nope*
T3chn0Namagomi: *heads toward the mess hall*
Besyanteo: *They still seem to be goiing... somewhere!*
PapatymisonN: *no, Zeiren*
Besyanteo: (Ah)
Besyanteo: *a moment later, they poke their heads arounmd a hallway corner* ... Looks like we lost him.
PapatymisonN: ... ... *follows the two men!*
PapatymisonN: *appear* o.o
Besyanteo: ... >_<
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: ...good riddance...
Besyanteo: IM: Me and my big mouth.
PapatymisonN: Where are we going? o.o
Besyanteo: ...
T3chn0Namagomi: *gets food. Looks like today just happens to be nacho day*
Lithaladhwen: (Nacho chips for macho men.)
Besyanteo: ... Could you... not follow us?
Besyanteo: It's kinda annoying. >_>;
PapatymisonN: Well, I'd follow the other guy, but... *w* You two seem WAY nicer than him...
Besyanteo: *Stage whisper* Should I bite him, and then we run?
Besyanteo: *he chuckles*
PapatymisonN: o.< What's a bite?
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: Just the thing to take my mind off of Annoying Bastard. Yeah...lessee...beef, beans, sour cream, cheese...
Besyanteo: (... Chuck?)
Besyanteo: (No.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (FAIL.)
PapatymisonN: (... he can't be THAT ignorant?)
Besyanteo: (And make it into the military?)
Besyanteo: (Uh, no?)
PapatymisonN: (... there's extenuating reasons as to why he's there.)
Lithaladhwen: (Domans with Disabilities Act?)
PapatymisonN: (... can we go with that for now, and just RP? PLEASE?)
Besyanteo: ...
PapatymisonN: (All will be revealed, I swear.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Affirmative Action, extreme edition!)
Besyanteo: *they look at each other, and walk off without another word*
PapatymisonN: ... right. So... DON'T follow you. OK.
Besyanteo: *It will be hard to follow them for long, as they quickly make to close and lock a door in the guy's face*
PapatymisonN: Guess I'll just go find the other guy...
PapatymisonN: ...
PapatymisonN: *goes off to find the other guy*
Besyanteo: ... *faceplm* I can't believe I just made a strategic retreat to my bed room.
Besyanteo: ... <.< There's worse places to be.
Besyanteo: ... >_> *smirk, and... let's fade to black on these two*
PapatymisonN: (Please.)
Besyanteo: (Hn. To stop RPing, or to do a rush job on finishing my concept for Leesha...)
PapatymisonN: (RUSH JOB! RUSH JOB! RUSH JOB!)
T3chn0Namagomi: *is now enjoying a plate full of beef, bean, cheese, and sour cream nachos
Besyanteo: *And, not far from Zei, there's an orc woman, who is also eatting! What is not important. It l;ooks normal enough.*
PapatymisonN: *enters the mess hall, lookin' around for that other guy...*
T3chn0Namagomi: ...IM: Oh GREAT. HE'S here. -V-#
Besyanteo: *She sports a red mohawk and an otherwise shiney bald head, a uniform for Mac Igala A... And the uniform's markings suggest she's a mage! She also llooks surprisingly feminine, even for a female orc.*
PapatymisonN: *takes up a seat between Leesha and Zei* ... that's... food, right? Haven't seen much past... well, paste. ^_^
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: Hn. Halfway decent for an orc--
T3chn0Namagomi: ...
T3chn0Namagomi: *scoots all the way to the other end*
Besyanteo: ... >_>
PapatymisonN: ... oh. Right. Talking too much. I get it. *sits quietly...*
Besyanteo: ... *warily goes back to eatting. Pizza, we'll say!*
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: Stop following me, you annoying bastard.
T3chn0Namagomi: *tries to go back to eating his nachos*
PapatymisonN: (... MAC is fulla JERKS sometimes... <.&lt;-)
Besyanteo: (... You made the most annoying character ever.)
Besyanteo: (Dealk with it.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Only when they're harassed by utterly annoyingly clueless people who follow them like the god of lost puppies)
PapatymisonN: (... yep. MAC is fulla jerks sometimes... <.< )
T3chn0Namagomi: (I really don't think he'd get treated better anywhere else.)
Syra Zemyla: (What are the DDR machines called here?)
KnightsofSquare: (Frolic Frolic Overthrow the Government, obviously)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Groove Groove Uprising, I think)
Besyanteo: (something something counterrevolution...)
Besyanteo: (GGU works for me)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Simply put, some random guy comes up and starts randomly talking to you, asking you very irritatingly obvious questions, how would YOU respond?)
PapatymisonN: ... *sqrrrrrrrrrrrrr!*
PapatymisonN: (Honestly? Nicer than what he's getting.)
Besyanteo: (>_>)
T3chn0Namagomi: (...You are apparently a saint, then.)
PapatymisonN: *that was his stomach*
Besyanteo: (Considering it's pretty damned obvious that he's not a retard,)
Syra Zemyla: *She finally steps off the GGU machine. She's not the highest-caliber dancer on the campus, but she does well enough.*
Besyanteo: (the next logical assumption is that for whatever stupid reason, he's harassing you. In a really stupid, ineffective fashion)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Yeah.)
PapatymisonN: ... right. Eating. *heads to... where the food is!*
Besyanteo: (I'm sorry that your connection to the character makes you think that people would be nicer to him,)
Besyanteo: (but they wouldn't.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (They REALLY wouldn't.)
T3chn0Namagomi: *eating his nachos*
PapatymisonN: (At the least, YELL at him! I dare SOMEONE to ask him what the hell his deal is. I DARE someone.)
Besyanteo: *heads over to Zei!* ... Friend of yours?
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Hah. Only if friend were misconstrued as annoying stalker.
Besyanteo: *Her voice is still a little guttural, but not nearly as bad as stereotype says it ought to be*
PapatymisonN: *sits back down with... food. Poorly arranged. It's icecream over burgers...*
Besyanteo: (Yelling at a fellow soldier inside a military base...)
Besyanteo: (... No. The other part, maybe!)
PapatymisonN: *and somehow, he got chopsticks.*
T3chn0Namagomi: ...
Besyanteo: ...
Besyanteo: Uhm.
T3chn0Namagomi: *w* Just back away slowly... Maybe he won't follow you...
PapatymisonN: o.o What? Did I do it wrong?
Besyanteo: *to that guy!* If I tell the CO to search your room for shrooms, will he find any?
Besyanteo: Or are you just a clown?
Thramkalith: ( Hrrm... So, basically, this is a magic-tech military academy... Do I need to have a much better comprehension of the setting to make a functional character, or will that work? )
PapatymisonN: o.o This is my first day out of of training.
PapatymisonN: *-of
Syra Zemyla: *Not noticing the drama happening at all, she sits down nearby. She's got some Rivan food and an Anger Cola.*
T3chn0Namagomi: ...
Besyanteo: (One other thing.... Pick a troop type. Machinist (mecha that is a dumb orbot, like a car...)
Besyanteo: (Tek, magitek! semi-intellgent astral symbiote helps oyu run your machine,)
T3chn0Namagomi: (That's if the symbiote is sane)
Besyanteo: (Mage! In a mage suit! Tiny, but magic!)
Besyanteo: (Or a marine.)
PapatymisonN: (Hulk Love Anger Cola! Make me strongest there is! Drink Anger Cola... or HULK SMASH! e_O)
Besyanteo: (Which is... what it sounds like.)
Besyanteo: ... Ok. That doesn't really answer my question.
Besyanteo: Are you stupid, on drugs, or just weird?
Besyanteo: *fairly blase about this by now*
PapatymisonN: o.o I just don't know anything.
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Uh huh.
PapatymisonN: *shrug* Lemme know if I'm doing anything stupid, OK?
T3chn0Namagomi: Cute excuse for stalking and harassment.
Besyanteo: *up goes an unnaturally red eyebrow!*
Besyanteo: ... What do you mean "you don't know anything"?
Lithaladhwen: (Like an all-red bird.)
Thramkalith: ( Hrmm... I see... )
Lithaladhwen: (UNNATURALLY red.)
Lithaladhwen: (Sorry. Had to. =/ )
Besyanteo: (=P)
PapatymisonN: ... like... I've never been outside my training room past today. o.o
T3chn0Namagomi: *eating nachos*
Besyanteo: (Check the wiki to get beter info, Zem)
T3chn0Namagomi: ...*looks to the orc, does the "screwball" gesture*
Besyanteo: ...
Besyanteo: Uh huh.
Besyanteo: *turns back to her food. Eats it!*
Besyanteo: T2Zei: Nutter.
T3chn0Namagomi: Yeah, go look for someone in Engineering named Tareen. You'd fit in REALLY nice with her...
Besyanteo: T: Name's Leesha. Yours?
PapatymisonN: *picks up the rocky road-soaked beef patty with the twin sticks, and starts eating!*
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: ...wait, you're a telepath?
Syra Zemyla: (On Rivan food?)
Besyanteo: T: Very low skill one. I can send and receive... and that's it.
Besyanteo: T: I'm trusting he's not smart enough to be one and break in on the conversation.
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: ...Huh. Name's Zeiren.
PapatymisonN: *nope!*
PapatymisonN: *upon examining the flavour... decides it's not HORRIBLE, so eats s'more!*
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: Honestly, that guy's been annoying the hell out of me ever since he first ran into me. I'm minding my own business, playing a video game, and he just suddenly starts asking...ugh, I swear he's making me sick.
Besyanteo: T: Nice to meet ya. *pauses while munching*
Besyanteo: (switch!)
Besyanteo: T: Eh. I've seen worse.
Besyanteo: T: His lunch that is.
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: ...Point, at least it's not the rations.
Besyanteo: *she chuckles*
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: Really, if he follows me around any more, I'm going to have Security called about this stalker.
Besyanteo: T: Oh don't be so dramatic. He's about as sharp as a butter knife, but he doesn't seem dangerous.
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: Eh. He's just really, really, annoying.
Besyanteo: T: Heh. I wonder if it's on purpose?
PapatymisonN: *getting really messy... and doesn't mind*
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: Likely some sort of harassment.
Besyanteo: ...
Besyanteo: T: He's like an infant. With speech skills.
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: ...really, this guy makes Tareen look SANE.
PapatymisonN: (... No offense, Doug. Really. I really DO like Zeiren... but he can be such a DOUCHE ...)
Besyanteo: (...)
Besyanteo: (I'm about ready to stop here. This is getting retarded.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Seriously.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (This guy SCREAMED "annoying" from step one.)
Lithaladhwen: (A character with patience would not mind.)
Lithaladhwen: (None of you are playing one of those, unfortunately.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Zeiren's got Impulsive as a disad, even.)
Besyanteo: (That's really not my problem right here.)
Besyanteo: (For fuck's sake, Chuck is sitting here getting pissy because his character who is a social wreck is not being received well.)
Besyanteo: (It's like a reverse MCF)
PapatymisonN: (I wasn't getting pissy. I really wasn't.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (...Uh huh...)
PapatymisonN: (I don't MIND that Zeiren's being a douche, that's his character. But the persistent "oh, he's a freakin' STALKER" attitude just screams douche. It's a comment, that's all.)
Thramkalith: ( Or that he interprets your character's actions as stalker-y )
T3chn0Namagomi: (...You act as if he's really provided a lot of evidence to the contrary. Trust me. I've been on the receiving end of this sort of behavior numerous times, and you can say that while it may not be full-blown criminal-grade
T3chn0Namagomi: stalking, it's definitely extremely grating on the nerves.)
Besyanteo: (Anyway.)
Lithaladhwen: (As I said. A more patient character would sit down and explain to the kid what he's doing. He's a nice boy, but it's like expecting an autistic person to understand that he's annoying without telling him.)
PapatymisonN: (... he stopped, by the way. He responded to Leesha's inquiry, and past that, has done naught but eat his crazy concoction. I understand his actions, but from my perspective, they're slightly overreactive.)
Lithaladhwen: (If you're an ass like me, you badmouth him and mock him. If you're patient, you say things.)
Lithaladhwen: (Hence my remark that patient characters would be less weirded out.)
PapatymisonN: (His being Zeiren's, of course.)
Besyanteo: (Leesha went with patient, as far as she could anyway, and that kinda doesn't work when he whips out the false insanity card. Or what looks very much like one.)
Besyanteo: ("This is my first time out of the room. Ever. :o")
KnightsofSquare: (A question)
KnightsofSquare: (WTF is an astral symbiote? Are they uncommon, or just people who can interface with them sufficiently to control Teks?)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Teks are the people who interface)
Besyanteo: (An Astral symbiote is a manufactured astral creature that is bonded with a mecha, as I understand it)
Lithaladhwen: (The symbiote is the "ghost in the machine." A tek can get that ghost to work with him/her to operate the machine better.)
Besyanteo: (Not truly sentient, although it's easy to mistake them for being more than one dimensional cahracters)
Lithaladhwen: (And Bes has the right of it.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Yeah)
KnightsofSquare: (How difficult are they to manufacture, and to what extent can they act independently?)
T3chn0Namagomi: *finishes his nachos* IM: So, I take it you're a Mage around here?
Lithaladhwen: (Koss: Taking this to IM.)
Besyanteo: T: Yup. I'm trying to double up as a marine, but I'm still not very good with a rifle yet.
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: ...excuse me for not being a fan of the Marines. Hope you understand there.
Besyanteo: T: Eh, to each their own. I wouldn't expect a tek to be all over the idea of running around in a tiny suit of body armor, cutting people down face to face. ... After being in one of the big suits,
Besyanteo: T: It would have to be kind of anticlimatic.
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: That, and, well, I was in Marine Basic for a bit. Couldn't stand it. Lucky glitch landed me as a pilot instead.
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: I think that's what it was, anyway. Not sure how else I would've gotten shunted over after the stunt I pulled other than transfer being easier than expulsion.
Lithaladhwen: (You sure you're not sure? =P )
T3chn0Namagomi: (XP)
Besyanteo: *she just smirks*
Besyanteo: *she finishes!*
Besyanteo: T: What game were you playying earlier?
Besyanteo: *grabs a napkin, for greasy hands*
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: Intangible and Absent Strength. One of those oddball fighting games.
Besyanteo: T: Heh. I know that game. Up for some versus play?
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: Eh, not right now. Thanks for the offer, though. Just got done on a playthrough.
Besyanteo: T: Alright. *she tosses her napkin in a waste basket*
Besyanteo: Either way, I'm gonna head to the rec room. Later, Zei.
Besyanteo: (No wait, Zeiren makes more sense. Yarr.)
OMG Priam has entered the room.
PapatymisonN: (Hey Priam.)
Besyanteo: (And yes, that was aloud)
OMG Priam: (Yo.)
Besyanteo: *She heads towards the games and other stuff room!*
T3chn0Namagomi: *nods* Later.
PapatymisonN: *finishes his food, ice cream still all over his face and uniform...*
PapatymisonN: *then realizes what Leesha did afterward* Oh!
PapatymisonN: *grabs one of those... white... things... and wipes his mouth until he's clean...*
PapatymisonN: *to Zeiren... a bit reluctantly* Uh... did I get it all? o.o
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Not really...
PapatymisonN: Oh... c.... can you ... point it out for me?
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Look at your uniform.
PapatymisonN: ... v_v Oh! Thanks. ^_^ ...
PapatymisonN: *wipes off his uniform...*
T3chn0Namagomi: *dumps the rest of his nachos in a styrofoam box, and then gets up and leaves*
PapatymisonN: *looks and sees how you get rid of the trays...*
T3chn0Namagomi: *With the box*
PapatymisonN: *does so, and before Zei quite gets out of the area...* ... sorry for bugging you. *heads off for someplace else*
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: If he knew he was, then why did he do so in the first place?
T3chn0Namagomi: 9_9
T3chn0Namagomi: *heading for his dormitory*
PapatymisonN: (That's about all we can do for now, I guess...)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Pretty much)
T3chn0Namagomi has left the room.
PapatymisonN has left the room.
Thramkalith: ( Ookay then... )
Syra Zemyla has left the room.
Thramkalith has left the room.
Besyanteo has left the room.
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blender_bunny@mac.com has left the room.
OMG Priam has left the room.