| Saturday, May 05, 2007 |
| 6:57 PM |
| PapatymisonN: | I'm gonna shower. |
| PapatymisonN: | BRB. |
| J4deninj44: | *curls up in a little ball of neko* o.o |
| FFFan80: | 6.6 kitteh? |
| WillRennar: | (*invokes Essence of Tai, lurks*) |
| J4deninj44: | Mrow. |
| J4deninj44: | ... |
| PapatymisonN: | What's up, kids? |
| FFFan80: | Not much! |
| PapatymisonN: | So let's RP, then. |
| PapatymisonN: | Anyone here completely unfamiliar with the Superheroes setting? |
| J4deninj44: | BREAK CAR! I'm not. |
| FFFan80: | ...wha? |
| PapatymisonN: | We have a Superheroes setting. Only tangentially connected to Gaera... |
| FFFan80: | I... have never heard of this o_o; |
| PapatymisonN: | Well, let me tell ya about it! |
| PapatymisonN: | Once upon a time, there was an RP I ran in this universe! |
| PapatymisonN: | It involved a wormhole from Gaera to this universe, and Jazz's arch nemesis, and a hero named The Crimson Defender, basically a Superman analogue, who got splattered on the walls of the villain's lair. |
| PapatymisonN: | I liked him so much, he ended up having his afterlife in Gaera. |
| PapatymisonN: | And I ended up liking the SETTING so much, I fleshed it out. |
| FFFan80: | Ok |
| PapatymisonN: | Basically, it's an alternate version of Earth with superheroes. |
| WillRennar: | So basically, it's RPGWW does DC Comics. :b |
| PapatymisonN: | The city we use is called Metro City, and there are a collections of islands off the shore used exclusively for evil lairs. |
| PapatymisonN: | And yes. There's as much magic or science or mutancy in your backstory as you like. |
| WillRennar: | So wait...only supervillains are allowed to have island getaways? o.O |
| PapatymisonN: | They've got good lawyers. |
| WillRennar: | Must have, that stinks of alignment discrimination. >:/ |
| PapatymisonN: | Anyhoo, in particular, there's a hangout called O'Herlihy's that a lot of heroes hang out at. |
| PapatymisonN: | Bartender's named Jason, and he's completely normal, and he likes it. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... oh, and that Crimson Defender guy? This takes place before his death. |
| PapatymisonN: | Hey Kelne. |
| PapatymisonN: | Superheroes? |
| Kelne2261: | Hey. |
| Kelne2261: | Hn. Maybe. It depends on whether inspiration strikes. |
| PapatymisonN: | Kay. |
| PapatymisonN: | You in, Dave? |
| FFFan80: | I... really don't know o_o; |
| FFFan80: | This is kinda like going to a friends for DD and suddenly being told |
| FFFan80: | *D&D |
| FFFan80: | "Oh yeah, we're gonna run cyberpunk in 2380" |
| PapatymisonN: | How hard is it to come up with a superhero motif? |
| MajorGeneralTso: | ...What's the going ons? |
| FFFan80: | Without something to react to uh... tough for me =D; |
| CGNakibe: | Dave? C'mon. |
| CGNakibe: | Its not like you can't see an Orken Stephan. |
| CGNakibe: | ... during Halloween. >:p |
| PapatymisonN: | Ken: Superheroes. |
| FFFan80: | =( |
| CGNakibe: | Orken Decker Stephan |
| PapatymisonN: | Tryin' to convince Dave. |
| FFFan80: | >=( |
| MajorGeneralTso: | Wow...Superheroes. |
| MajorGeneralTso: | ...Haven't done that in a while |
| PapatymisonN: | It still lives. |
| A Rockin SN: | I want the usual. D: |
| FFFan80: | If you guys wanna, I don't care. I just don't have anything in mind for it >_>; |
| FFFan80: | The way I tend to come up with stuff is: |
| FFFan80: | 1) See stuff happening |
| FFFan80: | 2) Given idea for something humorous |
| FFFan80: | 3) ???? |
| PapatymisonN: | 4) Profit |
| FFFan80: | 4) PROFIT... I mean, character and RP |
| PapatymisonN: | ^_^ |
| CGNakibe: | 5) JOHNNY FIVE |
| FFFan80: | ... |
| FFFan80: | Shaun wins =( |
| PapatymisonN: | OK, then, kids. Let's get goin'... |
| PapatymisonN: | ... but I need a snack. Dan, start us up? I won't be playing Jason, so just used Ned Pierce-Collins... |
| PapatymisonN: | *use |
| A Rockin SN: | I dunno. D: |
| PapatymisonN: | Please? It's... low impact, Superheroes... |
| A Rockin SN: | NEVAR |
| PapatymisonN: | Kay. We |
| PapatymisonN: | SPLEEEEEEEEEEEEN... |
| Deus Fio: | Chaaaaaaaaaa? |
| PapatymisonN: | Start up Superheroes for me? I need to grab a snack. |
| Deus Fio: | I don't want to. |
| Deus Fio: | I hate you. |
| PapatymisonN: | Coward. |
| PapatymisonN: | *poofs for food no matter what the cost* |
| Deus Fio: | <RP> |
| Deus Fio: | *It's a beautiful moonlit night in Metro City; it's not starlit, because you can't see the stars above M.C.'s skyline. |
| Deus Fio: | *You could, however, if you looked up, catch a glimpse of a certain hero, finishing his assorted patrols in the city. |
| Deus Fio: | *And finishing his night, as he finishes many, at O'Herlihy's, known throughout the city as the superhero bar. |
| Syra Zemyla: | (And a supervillain drives by and shoots it with a bazooka! D: ) |
| Deus Fio: | *Not large or fancy or well-located bar, but known to cater to the weird. |
| FFFan80: | (possibly important question: is it superhero only, or do regular joes/janes go in there also?) |
| Deus Fio: | *And so Boreas, master of the wind, sits down at the bar to order, getting a "special" rum and coke, the way he likes it.* |
| Deus Fio: | (If you go in there, people will probably assume you have superpowers even if you don't.) |
| Deus Fio: | (Usually the only person in the bar without some above-average ability is Jason, the barkeep.) |
| Deus Fio: | (Although if any bartender is a superhero-level bartender, it's Jay. He's that good.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (I dun wanna play Jay tonight. I wanna play one of my superheroes...) |
| MajorGeneralTso: | (Even here, there are bars. It is inescapable.) |
| Deus Fio: | (I would play Jay poorly.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (Which is why you're not gonna play him.( |
| MajorGeneralTso: | (Boulder is underage...Hmmmm.) |
| Deus Fio: | (Good!) |
| Deus Fio: | (Eheh...so is Boreas, technically.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (Ned Pierce-Collins is gonna bartend tonight. Note the initials...) |
| Deus Fio: | (But since he's not going to provide ID, no one has to know Boreas's age.) |
| PapatymisonN: | *Ned refuses to make anything but a normal Rum and Coke...* |
| Deus Fio: | WHERE IS JASON?! |
| PapatymisonN: | Ned: It's his night off. |
| Deus Fio: | You are worthless to me and should cry. |
| MajorGeneralTso: | (...) |
| Deus Fio: | Gimme a beer, then. |
| PapatymisonN: | *Ned shrugs and does so, kinda slowly...* |
| Deus Fio: | There's a microbrew back there somewhere called Alien Space Beer. |
| Deus Fio: | My name, or a colorful nickname, may or may not be on the case. |
| PapatymisonN: | *the beer, alien in variety is provided...* |
| PapatymisonN: | *meanwhile, a fellow in a shiny red exosuit enters the bar...* |
| PapatymisonN: | *you notice that once he came in, the temperature rose a degree or two...* |
| Deus Fio: | *drinks it, slightly sullen, wishing he could better express his individuality through the medium of booze* |
| MajorGeneralTso: | (...I suppose I will engage you people in RPing for a little while...) |
| PapatymisonN: | *the fellow plops down at the bar, next to Boreas, and pops off his helmet, revealing long, blonde hair...* |
| PapatymisonN: | Dude! It is so HOT in that HELMET! Whew! |
| Deus Fio: | <_< Can I fry an egg on you? |
| Deus Fio: | Please? |
| PapatymisonN: | Bartender dude, a lawnmower, if you please... and make it fa-ROSTAY... ^_^ |
| PapatymisonN: | *looks to Boreas* ... uh... fry an egg? |
| Deus Fio: | Yeah. On your armor. |
| PapatymisonN: | Y'got one? I've never tried that before... ^_^ |
| Deus Fio: | It's, like, hot, right? |
| Deus Fio: | Is that you or your suit that does that? |
| Deus Fio: | I should carry an egg for just an occasion, but I totally don't. |
| PapatymisonN: | *Ned provides Hothead with a mixture of wheatgrass juice and vodka* |
| MajorGeneralTso: | *To those of you who know who she is, the next person to walk through the door is no surprise. If you don't though...It's a bit weird. A girl, seems to be 13 years old and barely over 5 feet in height, comes in* |
| PapatymisonN: | Oh, it's me, dude. |
| PapatymisonN: | I am the Bearer of The Sacred Flame, and all that... ^_^ |
| Deus Fio: | Let's get a water guy and an earth guy and make a party out of it. |
| Deus Fio: | 'Cuz I got wind. |
| PapatymisonN: | Ned: Hey. Kid. Y'got any ID? |
| PapatymisonN: | ... then we only need an earthy guy, dude? |
| PapatymisonN: | *! |
| Deus Fio: | >_> Don't give him any! Keep your secret identity a secret! Run! |
| MajorGeneralTso: | *She holds an ice cream cone in her hands and a sweater over her body, a bright yellow one with a purple face that looks like this: /\_/\ : emblazoned on it. She looks around a bit confused before taking a seat at the bar* |
| Deus Fio: | <_< Huh? What'd you say? |
| Deus Fio: | Oh. Haha. |
| Deus Fio: | Earth, Wind, and Fire. I get it. |
| PapatymisonN: | Totally awesome, ey dude! |
| PapatymisonN: | ? |
| PapatymisonN: | ^_^ |
| Deus Fio: | Don't smile like that, it's fucking creeping me out. |
| MajorGeneralTso: | *Boulder sits on the other side of Boreas, jumping up on the seat and enjoying her creamy goodness in the presence of other Super Entities* ... |
| PapatymisonN: | Whoa, whoa... you are SO harshing my vibe... |
| PapatymisonN: | Ned: Well, kid? You got ID or not? |
| Deus Fio: | (Boreas flatly refuses to share space with another crazy superhero.) |
| Deus Fio: | (He gets antagonistic if someone's stealing his look-how-eccentric-he-is spotlight.) |
| MajorGeneralTso: | ...*Boulder blinks and looks at Ned with nothing written on her face* ...What kind of ID, Inquiry. |
| PapatymisonN: | Ned: Something that says you're old enough to be here! |
| A Rockin SN: | *walking in is Martin, a regular! ... tall, red hair, rather normal-looking really.* |
| Deus Fio: | I'm sure her ID is her amazing powers of whatever. |
| MajorGeneralTso: | ...*Licks her ice cream* My age is sufficient enough to be in most other places of gathering; Statement. |
| MajorGeneralTso: | My...powers? |
| PapatymisonN: | Ned: ... *nods and goes back to his business...* |
| Deus Fio: | >_> Wait, so...what? |
| Deus Fio: | *headscratchheadscratchheadscratchheadscratch* |
| PapatymisonN: | Dude, dude, dude... you're gonna scratch open your head like that, man... |
| MajorGeneralTso: | ...He does not seem to be applying enough pressure to scratch off layers of his own flesh; Observation. |
| Deus Fio: | <_< I'm the descendant of a god, y'know. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... cool. |
| PapatymisonN: | Which one? |
| Deus Fio: | Boreas. I took his name as my superhero code name. |
| PapatymisonN: | Excellent... you're a demigod bastard! ^_^ |
| Deus Fio: | <_< |
| PapatymisonN: | ... wait. Did your mom marry this guy? o.o |
| MajorGeneralTso: | To be without a father must be difficult, Boreas; Observation. |
| A Rockin SN: | *listens to the odd girl speak!* |
| Deus Fio: | <_< Descendant, not son. |
| MajorGeneralTso: | *Speaks up a storm very oddly!* |
| Deus Fio: | He's my greatgreatgreatgreatgreatgreatgreatgreatwhatevergreat grandfather. |
| Deus Fio: | >_> Why do you talk like that? |
| MajorGeneralTso: | ...Talk like what; Inquiry. |
| Deus Fio: | After you speak, you're always, like, saying the type of sentence you said. |
| PapatymisonN: | It's like... freaky. Like you're the MAN, or something. o.o |
| MajorGeneralTso: | ...I have no idea what it is to which you refer; Statement. |
| Deus Fio: | <_< There is no man. |
| Deus Fio: | Go back to bed. <_< |
| Deus Fio: | >_> |
| Deus Fio: | Like, you just said "Statement". |
| PapatymisonN: | Well, yeah, there's no ONE MAN... but he's, like... THE MAN, y'know? |
| MajorGeneralTso: | ...*Calmly takes a bite out of her ice cream cone* There are many men currently in this bar; observation. |
| Deus Fio: | <_< >_> |
| Deus Fio: | *beer* |
| Deus Fio: | <_< >_> |
| PapatymisonN: | But like, they're not THE man, man... |
| PapatymisonN: | They're just, like, men. |
| PapatymisonN: | The Man is who keeps the normal guy down forever! |
| Deus Fio: | I'm the man, but I'm not the man. |
| PapatymisonN: | The Man killed the electric car! The Man busted open the Juan Valdez and covered all those penguins in ol! |
| MajorGeneralTso: | ...You seem to be male, although if you say that you are not I cannot disagree, ma'am; statement. |
| Deus Fio: | >_> I'm male, but I'm not the man. |
| PapatymisonN: | *oil |
| MajorGeneralTso: | Oh. |
| Deus Fio: | You can say "Oh" without saying like, "Oh; interjection"? |
| MajorGeneralTso: | ...Why would I say something as awkward as what you have just refered to; inquiry. |
| Deus Fio: | >_> Because...uh, nevermind. |
| A Rockin SN: | IM: ... For once, Boreas said something making sense. |
| OMG Priam: | *Another figure approaches, a clean-cut black man wearing a small set of spectacles, in a turtleneck. He is holding a book, with one finger in it to keep a page.* |
| MajorGeneralTso: | ...*Crunch, munch munch munch* |
| PapatymisonN: | *w2Boreas* I wouldn't talk to her much, man... I think she's The Matrix... |
| OMG Priam: | I'm sorry, would you mind keeping it down? I'm trying to read, here. |
| PapatymisonN: | Oh. SORRY DUDE! ^_^ |
| Deus Fio: | We'll try to keep it down, except this isn't a library. |
| OMG Priam: | I have become well aware of this, thank you. |
| Deus Fio: | So what's in the book? |
| OMG Priam: | Nothing that would interest you terribly, I think. |
| PapatymisonN: | Dude, I'll buy you a drink. *asks Ned for a lawnmower and carries it over to the fella's table* |
| PapatymisonN: | Yo, so like, this is a lawnmower. It's got, y'know, wheatgrass and vodka and some grenadine to sweeten it up... |
| PapatymisonN: | It's REALLY good. You'll like it. |
| PapatymisonN: | *puts it on the table* From me to you, man. From me to you. |
| MajorGeneralTso: | ...Last I recall, lawnmowers were much larger and louder than that object; observation. *Watches Hothead with his drink* |
| OMG Priam: | ....I appreciate it. *looks like he doesn't.* |
| OMG Priam: | *sits, opens up the book. Reads. God, that thing looks old and dusty.* |
| PapatymisonN: | ... DUDE... that is one SWEET lookin' old tome! ^_^ |
| PapatymisonN: | Are you, like, a wizard, or somethin'? o.o |
| OMG Priam: | No, not quite. |
| OMG Priam: | ..... |
| OMG Priam: | *Produces a piece of chalk from a box in his briefcase, which lay on the table.* |
| OMG Priam: | *He draws a line on the floor, between himself and the other man.* |
| OMG Priam: | *And snaps his fingers.* |
| OMG Priam: | I don't mean to be rude, but I need some study time with this. |
| OMG Priam: | *Begins reading the book again. Is that thing even in English?* |
| Deus Fio: | >_> |
| Deus Fio: | ? |
| PapatymisonN: | ... |
| PapatymisonN: | o.o OK, dude... |
| PapatymisonN: | But YOU need to work on your attitude... |
| PapatymisonN: | *heads back to the bar* |
| MajorGeneralTso: | ...I am curious as to the significance of the chalk line...*Seems to be talking to Boreas, but doesn't really look at him or anything* |
| MajorGeneralTso: | ...Statement. |
| PapatymisonN: | Probably, like, some magic "Ooh I can't cross it line" thing... |
| MajorGeneralTso: | ...Perhaps you should see if that is indeed the case; suggestion. *Crunch...Munch munch munch.* |
| PapatymisonN: | ... nah. He made his point, I'll respect his vibe. *nod* |
| Deus Fio: | <_< |
| Deus Fio: | *beer* |
| MajorGeneralTso: | *Ice Cream Cone* |
| OMG Priam: | *fiddles with the pages on the book a little bit.* |
| PapatymisonN: | *wheatgrass* |
| Deus Fio: | *beer* |
| OMG Priam: | *turns the pages one after the other, fairly quickly. All the while having a disdainful look on his face.* |
| OMG Priam: | *he shakes his head, and puts the glasses in a glasses case, which goes into the briefcase.* |
| PapatymisonN: | ... *kinda lookin' back at him...* |
| OMG Priam: | *FOOMPH goes the book as it is closed, and it too enters the briefcase. He gets a piece of some sort of cloth out, and snaps his fingers.* |
| OMG Priam: | *After wiping the chalk line off the floor, he puts the handkerchief back in the briefcase too, and approaches the others again, drink in hand.* |
| Deus Fio: | >_> |
| MajorGeneralTso: | *Finishes off her Ice Cream Cone as she watches the bookish man* ... |
| OMG Priam: | I'm sorry, I apologize for my conduct earlier. |
| Deus Fio: | *beer* |
| PapatymisonN: | Glad you decided to join us, wizard dude. ^_^ |
| Deus Fio: | That should be your superhero name. Wizard Dude. |
| Deus Fio: | Or The Amazing Wizard Dude. |
| OMG Priam: | Superhero name? |
| PapatymisonN: | No, no, that should be his nickname. |
| OMG Priam: | ..... |
| PapatymisonN: | His REAL wizard name could be... uh... |
| Deus Fio: | The Great Wizardo? |
| PapatymisonN: | ... dude, I was going to say something totally different, but I am SO on board with that! ^_^ |
| OMG Priam: | *looks at his drink, seems to reconcile something in his mind, and takes a sip at it.* |
| PapatymisonN: | *Wheatgrass, vodka, and grenadine for sweetness. You be the judge.* |
| MajorGeneralTso: | ...That name seems to be rather...childish; Opinion. |
| OMG Priam: | (DICE ARE THE VICTOR) |
| OnlineHost: | OMG Priam rolled 1 10-sided die: 2 |
| Deus Fio: | >_> You talk funny; Opinion. |
| OMG Priam: | *clears his throat aberrantly* |
| MajorGeneralTso: | You are also rather awkward; Opinion. |
| PapatymisonN: | So, what DO ya call yourself, wizard dude? |
| OMG Priam: | *coughs a little, apparently this drink is not quite to his tastes.* Ahem! Wooh. Pardon. |
| OMG Priam: | My name is...well, you can call me Ken. |
| MajorGeneralTso: | (...Hey. Me too.) |
| MajorGeneralTso: | Nice to make your aquintance, Ken; greeting. |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | (I'll let you be my body guard and you can call me Al >_>?) |
| PapatymisonN: | I... am Hothead. |
| OMG Priam: | Your mother must have been very creative. |
| PapatymisonN: | It is most excellent to meet you. ^_^ |
| OMG Priam: | ....I'm sorry, that was uncalledfor. It is good to meet you, Hothead. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... oh. Sorry, dude. Got a secret ID goin' on. |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | (Gaera 1st gen?) |
| OMG Priam: | (Nope) |
| PapatymisonN: | *hand out for shakin'!* |
| OMG Priam: | (Modern superheroes bar) |
| OMG Priam: | *accepts, and shakes!* |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | (What have I doooooone =p) |
| OMG Priam: | And you as well......? *to HK-talkin'-like* |
| OMG Priam: | (Made chats more awesome?) |
| Deus Fio: | I'm Boreas, by the way. Boreas the Wind-Wielder. |
| MajorGeneralTso: | My call sign is Boulder. |
| OMG Priam: | Boulder, then, and Boreas. |
| OMG Priam: | *nods in greeting* |
| OMG Priam: | .....*sips again. A similar reaction.* |
| Deus Fio: | >_> "Boulder"? |
| PapatymisonN: | ... o.o |
| Deus Fio: | ...what are your powers? |
| PapatymisonN: | EARTH WIND AND FIRE! ^_____^ |
| Deus Fio: | <_< Dude, I know. Shut up. |
| OMG Priam: | Not an entirely bad band. |
| MajorGeneralTso: | ...*Silently wishes she had more ice cream, kind of staring listlessly at nothing* |
| MajorGeneralTso: | (Sorry, was taking out the garbage.) |
| PapatymisonN: | Well? Are you into the art of earthbending... |
| PapatymisonN: | ?> |
| OMG Priam: | *stands.* Pardon me, I'll be right back. *He heads for the restroom.* |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | *A man in a yellow three piece suit emerges from the restroom, nobody saw him enter it, but he certainly did exit from it.* |
| MajorGeneralTso: | Oh. My powers do involve...the earth, in a sense, yes; Explanation. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... Earth Wind and Fire... |
| PapatymisonN: | ... o.o Dude. Who cares if it's copyright infringement... |
| PapatymisonN: | Let's start a supergroup with that name! We'd be SOOOOOOO awesome! |
| MajorGeneralTso: | I regret to inform you that I already exist in another group; Statement. |
| PapatymisonN: | Well, hey, you can always be in two, dudette. |
| Deus Fio: | Nah. Not really. |
| Deus Fio: | I think I signed an agreement that I can only consider myself a Madman. |
| MajorGeneralTso: | ...It seems I cannot; statement. |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | *The Yellow man sits down at the bar as it is the appropriate thing to do at bars* |
| PapatymisonN: | Dude, you guys are MADMEN? You so gotta get me in! |
| MajorGeneralTso: | ...I signed no such agreement to the Madmen... |
| Deus Fio: | Yeah, I'm a Madman. |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | Aren't we all, hmm? |
| PapatymisonN: | Get me in. PLEASE get me in. |
| MajorGeneralTso: | It seems membership in the group is much larger than I had anticipated...;Surprise. |
| Deus Fio: | ...no. |
| Deus Fio: | I don't have that power. |
| Deus Fio: | Or I totally would. |
| Deus Fio: | (How many people are in the Madmen?) |
| PapatymisonN: | (It's not everyone. I thought ol' Oniichan was referring to someone who was actually insane for a second there...) |
| MajorGeneralTso: | (...I have no idea.) |
| Deus Fio: | (Oh, I know all that. I was actually asking the question because I don't know.) |
| Deus Fio: | (By the way, did anyone think to invite Lex to the RP?) |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | (Actually I was referring to mental insanity rather than the group >_>) |
| PapatymisonN: | (I doubt she'll be able to join. Homework.) |
| Deus Fio: | (Ach.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Holy crap. Lookit all the people.) |
| MajorGeneralTso: | (Hey...You're back.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Brian's computer. My SN.) |
| MajorGeneralTso: | (Oh. I see then.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (Boreas, my hero Hothead, Ken's char Boulder, Priam's guy Ken, and Oniichan's Man In Yellow...) |
| Syra Zemyla: | (And I was going to enter right about now, since I've come to a stopping point in my homework. Also, typing XML rapes the shift key and I wanted to give it a break.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Ah, Boreas.) |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | (Doctor Prometheus, probably the worst choice for this RP ever <3) |
| Syra Zemyla: | *A young man in a gray business suit bolts into the bar. He glances rapidly at everyone in it and then slumps into a chair.* I don't know what I'm going to do. |
| PapatymisonN: | (Doctors do well in Superheroes.) |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | (Hahaha yeah 'docotr' >_>) |
| Deus Fio: | <_< About what? |
| Deus Fio: | IM: Please don't tell me someone just went into O'Herlihy's to ask us to do something. |
| Syra Zemyla: | I've broken my programming. His commands no longer apply to me. And I think I got rid of the tracking device. |
| Syra Zemyla: | The next set of infiltration robots he makes probably won't have true sentience, I think. |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | Oh my robots! This is my favorite kind of place, the place with robots that is, they don't have those yet back where I come from. |
| MajorGeneralTso: | ...I desire more ice cream...;statement. *Hops off her bar stool and disappears outside the door* |
| PapatymisonN: | ... robots? |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | Nothing says you love a woman like getting a robotic duplicate of her. |
| Deus Fio: | Sometimes I feel like I'm the only normal one here. It's creepy. |
| PapatymisonN: | I saw that episode of Buffy... REALLY cool... |
| FFFan80: | (I NEED A SYS... I mean, current lurker =( ) |
| MajorGeneralTso: | (...I'm lurking now. <.<...) |
| Syra Zemyla: | He probably will be looking for me. I know too much for him to let me live, but not enough to be safe from him. |
| Lithaladhwen: | (I'll play. I just need to upload some things and post a thing and then I'll be with you.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (Yes ma'am.) |
| PapatymisonN: | Wait, so... you're from Buffy? o.o |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | I am not. |
| Syra Zemyla: | ...no, I'm not. |
| FFFan80: | (When you can, shoot me an IM!) |
| Syra Zemyla: | *glances at the man in yellow* |
| PapatymisonN: | Awwwwwwww... |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | *Waves back* |
| PapatymisonN: | I LOVE that show, though... |
| Lithaladhwen: | (....the fuck?) |
| Deus Fio: | People who aren't real aren't real. |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Thank you, Boreas. Oh my God.) |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | You know there is a place where they go on to become president? |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | It will become the roughest military coup ever recorded in human history. |
| Deus Fio: | >_> Wha? |
| PapatymisonN: | ... naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | Time Paradox. |
| PapatymisonN: | I'd NEVER let that happen. |
| Deus Fio: | Oh, you're some kinda time guy thing? |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | Well yes and no. |
| OMG Priam: | *returns* |
| PapatymisonN: | Hey Ken. |
| Syra Zemyla: | Perhaps this was a mistake. |
| OMG Priam: | *nods* |
| Syra Zemyla: | But at least I'm safer here. |
| OMG Priam: | *To Hothead, that is.* |
| OMG Priam: | (Description: |
| OMG Priam: | *Another figure approaches, a clean-cut black man wearing a small set of spectacles, in a turtleneck. He is holding a book, with one finger in it to keep a page.*) |
| OMG Priam: | (Except the book is now in his briefcase.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Where are people?) |
| Deus Fio: | (At the bar, everyone.) |
| Deus Fio: | (O'Herlihy's, except Jay's not working tonight.) |
| Deus Fio: | (There's a barman named Ned filling in who sucks because he won't mix Boreas his Special Rum and Coke.) |
| OMG Priam: | *to <Zem> and <BlenderOni>* I'm sorry, we have not been introduced. I am Ken. *offers a hand to shake* |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Incidentally, I have art of Nicki. I need help picking final version things. ) |
| Syra Zemyla: | *oddly, this seems to comfort him a little. He shakes the proferred hand* Good to meet you. I am James Wyatt. |
| OMG Priam: | (I vote A) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (You can vote in the thread, y'know.) |
| OMG Priam: | (I would, but, well, you know.) |
| Deus Fio: | <_< And you're, what, a robot? |
| PapatymisonN: | ... coooooooool... |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | I am Mr. Prometheus or Doctor where I don't need a permit or evaluation to practice. |
| Lithaladhwen: | (....I... I don't, actually.) |
| Syra Zemyla: | Yes, I am. |
| OMG Priam: | (You may languish in your ignorance of my laziness, then! MAHAHAHAHA.) |
| PapatymisonN: | Doctor's more impressive, dude... |
| Deus Fio: | That's cool. I'm a hemi-semi-demigod. |
| OMG Priam: | ...Is that one eighth of a god? Or a god on eighteen wheels with a special engine filtration? |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | Oh a hemi-semi, how interesting! |
| KnightsofSquare: | (Brilliant.) |
| Deus Fio: | Well, I'm, like, more than an eighth. |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | I'm one hundred percent cthonic ichor in mortal frame. |
| Deus Fio: | Err, less than an eighth, rather. |
| Deus Fio: | The denominator is...like...higher. |
| OMG Priam: | Can you perform weddings? |
| Deus Fio: | Because my god ancestor was a long, long, time ago. |
| KnightsofSquare: | (Who can't?) |
| Deus Fio: | >_> Uh.... |
| Deus Fio: | I've...never...tried? |
| OMG Priam: | Funerals? |
| Deus Fio: | *shrug* |
| Deus Fio: | Idunno. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... don't think so, dude... |
| OMG Priam: | So you're somewhere between a divine personal incarnation and an altar boy? |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | I can perform weddings, I'm a doctor afterall and I've washed my hands. |
| OMG Priam: | I'm pretty sure hygiene is not typically considered a requirement for presiding over a wedding. |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | Ah but it is a perk! |
| OMG Priam: | I can't argue with that. |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | And honestly who wants dirty fingers in their mouth? |
| OMG Priam: | Ah! Tender, excuse me. A faceplant, if you don't mind. |
| OMG Priam: | .... |
| OMG Priam: | Are these bulimic weddings you've been attending? |
| KnightsofSquare: | (Well, vore weddings work better when the parties involved are also bulimic) |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | I don't know... *Smiles* |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Ah, vore. Good times.) |
| Deus Fio: | What the hell is going on here today? |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | (And by good you mean DO NOT WANT) |
| Deus Fio: | Are they handing out trial packs of crazy pills at the door?! |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | They have those here? |
| OMG Priam: | I hope not. |
| OMG Priam: | The clientele is odd enough as it is. |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | Well honestly they're just sugar pills. |
| Syra Zemyla: | So... you're saying that the people here are even weirder than I have heard? |
| PapatymisonN: | YOU BET, DUDE! ^_^ |
| Syra Zemyla: | ...wow. I'm impressed. |
| OMG Priam: | Don't be. It's not necessarily a benefit. |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | It comes with the job description. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *A girl in a dark green sweater decides to stop into Ye Olde "Everybody Goes There" Public House.* |
| Lithaladhwen: | (She looks like these things until I decide on a single one. ) |
| Lithaladhwen: | <Nicki> |
| OMG Priam: | So. *to Hothead* |
| PapatymisonN: | Yeah, dude? |
| OMG Priam: | Did you ever find your fourth and fifth elements? |
| PapatymisonN: | Nah, never found Water and Heart... |
| OMG Priam: | ....Heart? |
| Deus Fio: | *nods, sagely*( |
| OMG Priam: | I was talking about Metal, but whatever you prefer. |
| Deus Fio: | Go, Planet. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... oh. OK. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *She sits down and orders herself a little grapefruit soda thing.* |
| KnightsofSquare: | (Does he already have Wood?) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (He has not enough minerals.) |
| PapatymisonN: | I thought it was either Heart or Milla Jovovich... |
| Deus Fio: | (Now that Nicki's here, yeah.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (....) |
| KnightsofSquare: | (:hifive:) |
| Deus Fio: | (*hifive*) |
| Syra Zemyla: | (Does anyone have sheep? I've got Wood for Sheep.) |
| KnightsofSquare: | (Glad someone recognizes a setup) |
| Deus Fio: | (Glad to be of service.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (I want Brick, Zem.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (I want it now.) |
| OMG Priam: | (GIVE IT TO ME BABY) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Uh huh! Uh huh!) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Also, about what time is it in-bar?) |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | Heart? I have one of those! |
| Deus Fio: | (I enjoy Metro City because we can make references to modern-day pop culture.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (About 20 minutes to midnight.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (I'd say...) |
| OMG Priam: | (Works for me) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Heh. So it goes.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | *She notes that Boreas the Very Important Established Hero is here again.* |
| Deus Fio: | *He's very important, established, and a hero!* |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: Oh, wonderful. I'm sure he'll come up and demand to know what color panties I wear lest I be a threat to his people. |
| Deus Fio: | (At least tonight Boreas isn't the only one visibly in costume) |
| OMG Priam: | *is neither important, established, or a hero. DISCUSS* |
| PapatymisonN: | (Um... Hothead's in red metallic ARMOR...) |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | Hmm at least I think I do... *Shoves a hand into his yellow suit to search* |
| Lithaladhwen: | ("Isn't" says Spleen.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (I can't read. I'm completely illiterate...) |
| PapatymisonN: | (I RP via mind reading! I'M SORRY! *runs off crying*) |
| OMG Priam: | (GO HANG OUT IN A SUPERHEROES BAR, YA FREAK) |
| Syra Zemyla: | (Hmm. I have to go in about 20 minutes. I'll try to wrap up my thing kind of soon.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (Sorrow.) |
| FFFan80: | (I have a character idea... but it's not gonna work unless a) a simliar character appears or b) someone currently in the bar crossed paths in the past) |
| FFFan80: | (Any takers? >_>; ) |
| OMG Priam: | Well, Jovanovich WAS a pretty good fifth element. |
| OMG Priam: | (I can do eet!) |
| PapatymisonN: | That she was, dude... |
| PapatymisonN: | That little suspenders thing she wore was AWESOME... ^_^ |
| OMG Priam: | That it was. *drinks his new beverage* That it was. |
| Deus Fio: | I've never been a big fan of Bruce Willis is anything but present-day movies. |
| Deus Fio: | He's not believable as a man from the future. |
| Deus Fio: | ...he was in that, wasn't he? |
| Syra Zemyla: | Meh. She wasn't my favorite character. I kind of liked Sorg better. |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | (Argh Nick is making me want to make Richard come back) |
| PapatymisonN: | Sorg? Which one was that, man? |
| OMG Priam: | The villain. |
| OMG Priam: | Well, sort of. |
| Syra Zemyla: | The bad guy. He was bald except for a small ponytail and had an awesome gun. |
| PapatymisonN: | Oh, THAT guy... |
| OMG Priam: | Pudding sometimes came out of his headpiece. |
| PapatymisonN: | Yeah, he was cool... |
| PapatymisonN: | He never met Corbin, y'know... Did you notice that? |
| OMG Priam: | I thought....well, that's true, he left just before Corben showed up. |
| OMG Priam: | That's fitting, because I didn't find him a terribly compelling villain. |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | Oh he wasn't a villain, just a business man. |
| PapatymisonN: | A villain whose gun tagged people... |
| OMG Priam: | Right. And that was interesting, but beyond that, his usefulness and depth were very limited. |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | What is with depth and you people? Sometimes being flat is just as interesting. |
| OMG Priam: | There are places and times for that. |
| Deus Fio: | We're very deep people. |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | I only see three sides to you, not even a fourth or a fifth. |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | Well perhaps I do, I'm a compulsive liar. |
| Lithaladhwen: | (We don't need your silly sides.) |
| OMG Priam: | Did you come from a logic problem? |
| Lithaladhwen: | (On the moon we have five. Thousand. Five thousand.) |
| OMG Priam: | If so, that would be really, really neat. |
| Deus Fio: | I have a multifaceted personality. |
| FFFan80: | *'Ken' may get the feeling someone is staring at him* |
| Deus Fio: | And power over the wind! |
| OMG Priam: | So I hear. |
| OMG Priam: | ..... |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | Actually I came from the late night janitorial staff, which is just as neat. *Slowly begins to disappear on one dimension* If you can see what's interesting about sweeping and swabbing. |
| OMG Priam: | Is it cold in here? |
| PapatymisonN: | ... so how big are your farts, dude? |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Picked one. Huzzah.) |
| PapatymisonN: | ^_^ |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: Power over the wind. |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: That's great. One of the flying ones, of which there are a startling number. |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: I still think that's bizarre. |
| OMG Priam: | *drinks, finishes the glass. Orders another, and stands up while Ned takes his time making it.* |
| OMG Priam: | *looking around for something...* |
| Deus Fio: | My farts rock the heaven. |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: It's a wonder nobody is studying the frequency and power of... well, of their powers. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *chokes on her soda* |
| FFFan80: | *for a brief moment, he may catch the briefest glimps of someone with sunglasses looking...* |
| PapatymisonN: | ... |
| PapatymisonN: | DUDE! |
| FFFan80: | *...well, more like glaring, at him* |
| PapatymisonN: | Eat some beans! |
| Lithaladhwen: | Please. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Don't. |
| FFFan80: | *But shortly, said face is covered by today's paper* |
| OMG Priam: | Excuse me, gentlemen. |
| PapatymisonN: | *flicks his thumb, and flames stand out of it* ^___________^ |
| Deus Fio: | ... |
| Lithaladhwen: | ... |
| Deus Fio: | Dude, I like this bar. |
| FFFan80: | *Apparently, the local police are being accused of taking bribes again. Oh, you silly paper headlines* |
| OMG Priam: | *Walks over to PaperMan, and puts a hand on his shoulder.* |
| OMG Priam: | *in a low voice...* How goes it? |
| FFFan80: | ...... |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | It goes well. |
| FFFan80: | *sighs* I should have known better. |
| FFFan80: | You always were so damn observant |
| OMG Priam: | You have to be, when you have special abilities and have a tendency towards intellectual fields. It makes one's schooling rather unpleasant, you know. |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: ...they're not... going to fight are they? Here? |
| FFFan80: | *The man wears a traditional navy blue business suit, and sunglases that cover his eyes entirely* |
| Syra Zemyla: | (Anyways, I have to go, WTF everyone.) |
| OMG Priam: | (LATER) |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | *Removes a banana from his coat pocket* |
| FFFan80: | *Has his black hair tied back into a single, long ponytail* |
| FFFan80: | ...come to gloat, I suppose. |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | Oh most holy of potasium based products! |
| OMG Priam: | Hardly, just checking up on you. A man's gotta make a life somehow, right? And times are tough when you quit a job. |
| FFFan80: | *appears to be reading an interesting article on the local schoolboard* |
| FFFan80: | .... |
| FFFan80: | It was more of a hostile takeover |
| OMG Priam: | Whatever the circumstances, you're better for it. |
| FFFan80: | Am I, now? |
| OMG Priam: | Come on, have a seat up there with the rest of us. It'll do you good to get some social interaction. |
| FFFan80: | *hmphs* |
| FFFan80: | Yes, I'm sure they're more than happy to welcome me with open fireballs and eyebeams... |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | *Puts the banana to his ear and concerned look goes over his 2-dimensional face* I'll be right there, Mr. President! |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | </EXIT DR. PROMETHEUS> |
| Lithaladhwen: | (You leaving, Oniichan?) |
| FFFan80: | *looks again at the paper... friggin Boston Celtics lost again, what the hell.* |
| Lithaladhwen: | (XD Cripes, Dave.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (*goes to freshen himself up so he can keep RPing*) |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | (No but Doctor Prometheus is from a god level game of Mutants and Masterminds, made it kind of hard to relate XD) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (I see!) |
| OMG Priam: | Nobody's going to attack you, here of all places. And you know I'm trying to help your situation so you can walk the streets at night. |
| OMG Priam: | Well, in a more civil manner than you had before. |
| Lithaladhwen: | .... |
| FFFan80: | I would not be in this situation to begin with, were it not for you. |
| FFFan80: | ...'technically' speaking, of course. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *feels a sudden creepy "there's a terrible person nearby and I should run" sort of feeling* |
| OMG Priam: | You'll come to like it. But you can't just hide from everyone. That's what got you into your addiction in the first place. |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Oh, hey. It's been twenty minutes. It's midnight.) |
| FFFan80: | ...*snickers* addiction. Is that what they're calling it now. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *Nick's watch alarm beeps quietly and she pulls out her little prescription vial from her purse.* |
| OMG Priam: | As far as I'm concerned, last time we met was an intervention. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *Hot pill in mouth action and the meds are swallowed. Wasn't that exciting.* |
| OMG Priam: | You had a problem. And you are in a process of renewal, taking steps to make your life better. |
| PapatymisonN: | *there's a crash outside* |
| Lithaladhwen: | *stops her eavesdropping to glance toward the door* |
| Deus Fio: | *Boreas once again tries to get a good look at the pill and pill bottle.* |
| PapatymisonN: | >.> You're kidding me. Right at the strike of the clock. |
| PapatymisonN: | Dude, this is NOT cool... |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Same bottle he saw yesterday.) |
| FFFan80: | And it's 'certainly' looking much b... |
| FFFan80: | ...What in the nine hells was that. |
| PapatymisonN: | Monday villain. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *looks around to see if anyone is going to go check* |
| PapatymisonN: | Be right back, dudes! |
| OMG Priam: | Great. |
| FFFan80: | .... |
| PapatymisonN: | *heads out the door...* |
| FFFan80: | And who was that obvious simpleton? |
| Deus Fio: | ...Monday villains can show up at exactly midnight on Sunday night?! |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | *A brown haired man wearing a leather jacket enters the bar again, for some reason he's clean shaven tonight, it's rather frightening* |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | (INSECTOID LAD!) |
| OMG Priam: | That is a man calling himself Hothead. |
| FFFan80: | .... |
| Lithaladhwen: | ... |
| FFFan80: | Somehow, I sense the name is appropriate |
| OMG Priam: | I dared not investigate that particular matter. |
| Lithaladhwen: | I'm glad sometimes I don't have a... a stage name. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *down into her glass* Hothead. |
| Deus Fio: | I'm gonna go help him. |
| OMG Priam: | *notes her* I agree, and I'm glad to see I'm not the only one. |
| FFFan80: | .... |
| FFFan80: | *the non-code named woman feels a... well, not so chilling stare... damn sunglasses* |
| Lithaladhwen: | *glances up abruptly in the "oh shit I've been noticed" way before nodding back* |
| FFFan80: | ...a 'friend' of yours? |
| Deus Fio: | *unslings his bow, spins around in his chair to he's facing the door, and tumbles toward the door* |
| Lithaladhwen: | *looks back to the sharp-dressed creepy man before getting wigged out and looking back down into her glass* |
| OMG Priam: | Not exactly, although I can't say I don't feel a bit of respect for her already. |
| PapatymisonN: | *wearing his mask, and sitting, crosslegged, around a ring of fire* |
| Lithaladhwen: | *man that carbonation is fascinating* |
| Deus Fio: | Oh, you're...it's done, huh? |
| Deus Fio: | It wasn't, like, the Son of Dinosaur Cadillac, was it? |
| PapatymisonN: | *in the centre is the pseudo-infamous villain Dr. Spectromos, who uses the POWER OF THE ELECTROMAGNETIC SPECTRUM or something, who cares, he's caught* |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Ha.) |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | I don't assume you were planning on this reunion. *Sits down at the bar in the suave manner that only has beens can* |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Classic.) |
| PapatymisonN: | Nah. Spectromos. |
| Lithaladhwen: | ....No, I... I wasn't. I just came again. I didn't... mean to do that. |
| PapatymisonN: | *waves to the guy* |
| Lithaladhwen: | Sorry. |
| Deus Fio: | (Boreas is mildly obsessed with Dinosaur Cadillac.) |
| OMG Priam: | Come on, here's a good chance. Not many people there now, you don't have to be afraid of them. *gestures 'over there' with his head* |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | No problem, it's a pleasant surprise. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Oh. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Okay. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *nods* |
| PapatymisonN: | I can't believe I got caught so QUICKLY... v_v |
| Deus Fio: | (Oh, Cha, can you send me that log? You said you found it, right?) |
| OMG Priam: | (Er, he gestured to Mr. Shades, not to her) |
| OMG Priam: | (My bad) |
| PapatymisonN: | (Oh, sure man!) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (She was addressing Richard.) |
| OMG Priam: | (Wow, wires = crossed!) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Hakuna matata.) |
| FFFan80: | (brief afk, sorry) |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | It's probably healthy for you, getting out more often. |
| Deus Fio: | (Ain't no passin' c-raze) |
| Lithaladhwen: | *shrugs* Probably. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *low voice* Though that guy in the suit is really... do you know who that is? |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | Mmmm not a clue. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *little nod* ...okay. |
| Lithaladhwen: | So, um. Do you... do you want a drink? |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | Why? Is he bothering you? Planning to set the city aflame? |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: That's what you do, right? You offer people drinks. |
| Lithaladhwen: | I... no. He's... he's fine. He's just... I don't know. |
| FFFan80: | (back) |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | Shifty? |
| PapatymisonN: | *has a cell phone* Callin' the cops, by the way... |
| Lithaladhwen: | He's.... yes. |
| FFFan80: | ... |
| Lithaladhwen: | He's shifty. |
| FFFan80: | *leans the paper down and... does not look happy with 'Ken'* |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | It's the sunglasses, sunglasses indoors makes you shifty. |
| FFFan80: | I fear NOTHING, understood? |
| OMG Priam: | So this should be no problem, right? |
| Lithaladhwen: | *mutters, vaguely annoyed* And staring at me over your paper. |
| FFFan80: | .... |
| FFFan80: | *silently curses logic* |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | But yes I'd love that drink. |
| FFFan80: | Very well, I'll indulge this for now. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Yes. Yeah, sure. |
| OMG Priam: | Thanks. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Um. Whatever you want. S'on me. |
| OMG Priam: | *heads over to the others! Who, largely, are different from before, but hey, they're in some kind of direction!* |
| PapatymisonN: | *takes off his helmet* ... ... Hi. Hey Jerry. Hothead. .... yeah, got a pickup, dude. ... oh. Spectromos. You let him out? ... ... *laughs* A Spectral drill? You're kiddin', dude! Jeez... ok, 20 minutes? OK, no problem. Flame will last twice that long, man... See ya. |
| PapatymisonN: | *takes off his helmet* ... ... Hi. Hey Jerry. Hothead. .... yeah, got a pickup, dude. ... oh. Spectromos. You let him out? ... ... *laughs* A Spectral drill? You're kiddin', dude! |
| PapatymisonN: | Jeez... ok, 20 minutes? OK, no problem. Flame will last twice that long, man... See ya. |
| FFFan80: | *follows, keeping his hands in his pockets* |
| OMG Priam: | Excuse me, are these seats taken? *to said others!* |
| Lithaladhwen: | ....*flicks her gaze up to Yon Creepy Man* |
| Lithaladhwen: | ...no. |
| FFFan80: | *briefly acknowledges her physical presense* |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | Whiskey on the rocks, Barman. |
| OMG Priam: | Thanks. *pulls a chair out for himself and the suit* |
| Deus Fio: | *wanders back inside and gets back onto his stool* |
| Deus Fio: | Dr. Spectromos. |
| FFFan80: | *takes, and sits* |
| PapatymisonN: | *does the same. Flame doesn't need him...* |
| OMG Priam: | Introductions: My name is Ken, and this is....he's....Shades. |
| FFFan80: | .... |
| FFFan80: | *there's that unhappy look again* |
| PapatymisonN: | Hey shades. |
| PapatymisonN: | Eye lasers? |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: Shades. |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | Ken, that sounds like a nice sane name. |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: He just gets more comforting by the moment. |
| Lithaladhwen: | It's a real name. |
| OMG Priam: | It's not actually my real name, but I've found it easier to pronounce. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *jerks a thumb toward herself* Veronica. Or Nick. |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | Richard. |
| FFFan80: | ...*raises an eyebrow* |
| OMG Priam: | Is that Rich, Rick, or Dick? |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | ...Rick. |
| PapatymisonN: | (Go with Dickie!) |
| OMG Priam: | Veronica and Rick, then. A pleasure. *extends a hand* |
| Lithaladhwen: | *surreptitiously wipes her hand on her jeans before shaking* |
| Lithaladhwen: | Hi. |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | *Shakes his hand* |
| PapatymisonN: | What? |
| PapatymisonN: | It's not like that doesn't happen... |
| FFFan80: | (?) |
| PapatymisonN: | (He raised his eyebrow at the prospect of eye lasers...) |
| FFFan80: | (Oh) |
| OMG Priam: | Please excuse Shades here, he's, well, going through a bit of a withdrawal. It's hard to stay clean, you know, after you've been on the wrong side of the tracks for a certain amount of time. |
| OMG Priam: | So he may be a little taciturn, but he won't bite. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Withdrawal, huh. *shrugs* Everyone's got a habit. It's not that important. |
| PapatymisonN: | *nods, and turns to Shades* Dude, I accept you. |
| Deus Fio: | I'm Boreas. |
| FFFan80: | .... |
| FFFan80: | You know nothing about me. |
| PapatymisonN: | I am Hothead, and I'm honored to meet you. *nod* |
| FFFan80: | For all you know, I am the most horrible example of life. |
| FFFan80: | That is not the wisest way to approach those you don't know... |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: It's okay, Shades. I'm willing to believe that. |
| FFFan80: | *sips water* |
| PapatymisonN: | Dude. I. Accept. You. ^_^ |
| FFFan80: | .... |
| OMG Priam: | *merely drinks* |
| FFFan80: | And? |
| Lithaladhwen: | *raises a hand tentatively* I don't. Yet. I hope that's okay. |
| FFFan80: | Shall I tape a smiley face sticker onto your forehead, then? |
| PapatymisonN: | ... can you put it on my helmet! |
| PapatymisonN: | ? |
| FFFan80: | *glances over* |
| PapatymisonN: | *shows it to him* |
| FFFan80: | ...you are wise to be cautious |
| Deus Fio: | IM: Motherfucker, stop being weirder than I am. |
| FFFan80: | The good heroes tend to live longer that way. |
| FFFan80: | ..... |
| FFFan80: | e_e |
| Lithaladhwen: | I'm not cautious. *quieter* I just don't like you. |
| FFFan80: | I was being facetious, you... |
| FFFan80: | .... |
| FFFan80: | *clenches fist* |
| FFFan80: | I was simply making a point. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *sips her soda and gets even quieter* You're very rude. You stare at people. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... OK... |
| Lithaladhwen: | I would like it if you didn't. |
| PapatymisonN: | (Oh, man... they just played another Peter Griffin vs. The Chicken scene...) |
| FFFan80: | ... |
| FFFan80: | What I choose to look at... child... is my buisness, not yours. |
| OMG Priam: | *elbows him under the table* |
| FFFan80: | *winces* |
| Lithaladhwen: | My mother taught me not to stare at people when I was little. Share your toys, don't bite, and don't stare. |
| Lithaladhwen: | So please don't stare at me. |
| FFFan80: | .... |
| FFFan80: | *eyebrow raises again* |
| OMG Priam: | Truly life lessons. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... I still accept you, dude. |
| FFFan80: | ... |
| Lithaladhwen: | (*laugh* Well-played. ) |
| FFFan80: | ...I believe I have seen your face before. |
| PapatymisonN: | ... oh. Oh, yeah, probably... or at least, my helmet... |
| PapatymisonN: | ^_^ |
| FFFan80: | Ah, yes, I recall now |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: Why is he so friendly? This man is a stranger and he's just... just... talking to him like that. |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: How does he do that? |
| FFFan80: | It was an editorial piece. |
| FFFan80: | Something involving you... and fire to an apartment building |
| FFFan80: | *sips drink* |
| PapatymisonN: | ... I put it out afterwards... |
| FFFan80: | The author did not sound pleased with your work. |
| PapatymisonN: | >.> |
| FFFan80: | Do you always approach your work with such caution and careful planning? |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: Are you always so needlessly confrontational? |
| FFFan80: | (...yes ._. ) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Ha.) |
| FFFan80: | (dude, he was a villian. old habits die hard =( ) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (I don't hold it against him. I think I like him.) |
| PapatymisonN: | ... I put it out after... |
| FFFan80: | ...I'll take that as a no. *sips drink again* |
| Lithaladhwen: | *finishes her soda and fidgets with the can idly* |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | *Sips his drink* You know, aliens are real bastards. |
| FFFan80: | ... |
| Lithaladhwen: | ... |
| Lithaladhwen: | Oh. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Okay. Duly ...duly noted. |
| FFFan80: | *eyebrow raises again in his direction* |
| PapatymisonN: | ... depends on the alien. |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | Wait about um... Twenty years. |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | Maybe thirty. |
| OMG Priam: | I suppose that's slightly more comforting than them being fake bastards, hm? |
| FFFan80: | ...twenty years for... what? |
| PapatymisonN: | I guess... |
| Deus Fio: | (I gotta go!) |
| PapatymisonN: | (Kay! Exit proper, dude!) |
| OMG Priam: | (Boreas: I gotta go!) |
| Deus Fio: | I gotta go!
|
| PapatymisonN: | Madmen stuff? |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | Well in twenty years you get to see aliens being bastards. |
| Deus Fio: | If by "madmen stuff" you mean...uh...sleep, yeah. |
| FFFan80: | ..... |
| OMG Priam: | Well, it was a pleasure to meet you. |
| PapatymisonN: | Oh, alright. Later, Boreas dude! |
| Deus Fio: | Although if duty calls, then yeah, Madmen stuff. |
| PapatymisonN: | *throws up the horns* Earth, Wind and Fire! ^_^ |
| Deus Fio: | Nice to meet all of you! I go here a lot 'cuz I'm a drunk and whatever. |
| FFFan80: | *w to 'Ken'* ...is that one... one of the clairvoyant? |
| OMG Priam: | *w* I don't really make it my business to know. They're here to drink and relax away from their daily work, so I don't bring them back into it. |
| Deus Fio: | Earth, Wind and, Fire, also occasionally with Water and Heart and the order changed up and Go Planet! |
| Deus Fio: | >_> <_< |
| Lithaladhwen: | Well, I guess knowing is... is half the battle. The other half being stopping them, and maybe we'll... be better able to... to handle them then. |
| FFFan80: | ..... |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: That was a Captain Planet reference. He... he said that. |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | I wonder if my liver will hold twenty years... |
| FFFan80: | The wonders that modern multimedia has bestowed upon our culture... *sigh* |
| Deus Fio: | (Ash: Were you not there when Hothead and Boreas went through that?) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (I wasn't.) |
| Deus Fio: | *jumps off his stool, kicks off the ground with a gust of wind, and flies away! Into the distance.* |
| Deus Fio: | </Boreas> |
| Deus Fio: | (Boreas is like a lot of my characters if they were completely insane.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Ha.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (He entertains me.) |
| Deus Fio: | (Ake, Telerak, Boreas, and Cole Camber are very similar personalities.) |
| PapatymisonN: | ... well, TV DOES rot your brain... |
| FFFan80: | .... |
| FFFan80: | ...I do believe, that is the most intelligent thing I've heard come out of your mouth so far. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *snorts* |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: And I believe that's the most courteous thing I've heard come from yours. |
| OMG Priam: | *watching Boreas* Well, I guess we know he's slightly higher up the chain than altar boy, now. |
| Deus Fio: | (With each being crazy in their own special way.) |
| Deus Fio: | (They wouldn't like each other, through.) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (I can see that.) |
| Deus Fio: | (Well, Boreas would feel claustrophobic around them because he can't deal with other people being an attention-whore like him.) |
| PapatymisonN: | ... uh... thank you? |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Ha!) |
| Deus Fio: | ('Kay, night.) |
| OMG Priam: | So what exactly is this place? I haven't been here before tonight, and...well, the nature of it puzzles me. |
| PapatymisonN: | It's O'Herlihy's, man. |
| PapatymisonN: | Best hero hangout in town. |
| OMG Priam: | Can non-heroes come in? Significant others of heroes, friends of heroes, and like that? |
| PapatymisonN: | It's... just a bar, dude. |
| FFFan80: | ...I would assume yes, given my presence here. |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | It's a bar with a costume fetish. |
| FFFan80: | *sip* |
| PapatymisonN: | But yeah. Sometimes there are epic battles too. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *glance to creepy dude* |
| OMG Priam: | I see. |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: Eh. I'm not a hero either. |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | Epic battles tends to be a poor schmuck getting duped into attacking the place by his peers. |
| OMG Priam: | I imagine that is like trying to rob a donut store. |
| FFFan80: | ....? |
| Lithaladhwen: | ... |
| OMG Priam: | ....what? Don't tell me you've never heard of the policemen and donuts. |
| FFFan80: | ... |
| FFFan80: | *just sighs* |
| Lithaladhwen: | I guess that's true. |
| PapatymisonN: | Because alcohol is to heroes as donuts is to cops? |
| FFFan80: | .... |
| OMG Priam: | Maybe. Being a 'hero,' so to speak, is bound to be stressful. Where else would a hero go than a bar? Except for, maybe, something like a massage parlor, or a....massage parlor.... |
| Lithaladhwen: | ... |
| PapatymisonN: | ... acupuncture? |
| FFFan80: | Sometimes, one does need to indulge their baser desires... |
| FFFan80: | ... |
| Lithaladhwen: | I would guess the latter "massage parlor" doesn't refer to acupuncture. |
| FFFan80: | *the eyebrow? hothead gets a raised one again* |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | You'd be accurate, Nick. |
| OMG Priam: | *nods* |
| PapatymisonN: | ... what? |
| OMG Priam: | It's statistically been shown that psychological therapists, too, have a very common incidence of alcoholism, too. |
| PapatymisonN: | Balances my chi. |
| OMG Priam: | ...don't they usually do acupuncture at massage parlors? |
| FFFan80: | I would imagine so... having to listen to incessant without end would drive me insane also. |
| FFFan80: | *incessant whining |
| OMG Priam: | Right, and that's just the thing. It's taxing to give someone honest help. |
| OMG Priam: | Being a hero is not easy. |
| PapatymisonN: | *nods* |
| FFFan80: | I still fail to see what the therapist receives in return. |
| PapatymisonN: | I do not like it when someone like a little old lady starts whapping me when I just saved her from, like, a meteorite or something... |
| OMG Priam: | Besides a paycheck? |
| FFFan80: | They merely act as a spunge for other people's pain. |
| OMG Priam: | I think therapists are like substitute friends. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *little smirk* |
| Lithaladhwen: | I think that's right. |
| OMG Priam: | Just...Someone to talk things over when you're in problems that you can't talk to anyone else about. |
| FFFan80: | I find it foolish |
| FFFan80: | You are going to trust your innermost demons, to someone you barely know, and whose silence is only gauranteed by monetary investment... at best. |
| PapatymisonN: | *yawns* Y'know? I'm getting REALLY tired... |
| PapatymisonN: | Gonna go. |
| OMG Priam: | All right. Good to meet you. |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | So is there anything you like, Shades? |
| PapatymisonN: | *waves* See ya later, guys. |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: Griping. |
| PapatymisonN: | *heads out* |
| Lithaladhwen: | *little wave to the friendly fella in red* |
| PapatymisonN: | (*heads out* SO tired...) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (G'night. You said you'd send a log, Sir Charles?) |
| PapatymisonN: | (And I shall) |
| PapatymisonN: | (Night.) |
| PapatymisonN: | (*idle*) |
| FFFan80: | Yes. |
| FFFan80: | *sips drink* |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | Does it involve the suffering of others? |
| FFFan80: | ... |
| FFFan80: | Not unless they are being paticularly annoying. |
| Lithaladhwen: | And if they are? |
| FFFan80: | They stop being annoying. |
| Lithaladhwen: | I suppose as long as anyone is allowed to feel that way, we're ....all on the same page. |
| Lithaladhwen: | And that... is good. |
| OMG Priam: | *nods* |
| Lithaladhwen: | Though it does mean that you have to worry as much about being annoying as the people who bother you. |
| Lithaladhwen: | If everyone followed that rule... at least. |
| FFFan80: | Were we to place equal value on all individuals... perhaps. |
| KnightsofSquare: | (Therapists ate my parents) |
| KnightsofSquare: | (true story) |
| FFFan80: | But none of us truly do... do we? |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: He's... probably lucky that not everyone thinks like he does. |
| FFFan80: | *sips drink* |
| Lithaladhwen: | You do not have to place value on a person ....for them to be a threat to you. |
| Lithaladhwen: | I don't have to... value you. For you to be a threat to me. |
| Lithaladhwen: | ....so it works both ways. |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: Some people here are very rude. Others are... oddly gregarious. I don't understand. |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: I would find this man more interesting if I wasn't worried he'd grab me and try to kill me or something. |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: Kinda worried he might, though. |
| OMG Priam: | That is some shit to say. |
| OMG Priam: | *drinks* |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: I'm not interested in that kind of... test. I would learn a few things, but I don't think it's worth it. |
| FFFan80: | (RP in-character debate = braen: x_@) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (Come on! Get those vague and sinister engines running!) |
| FFFan80: | (I would) |
| FFFan80: | (Except Dave himself is drawing a blank on what else to argue ^_x; ) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (She did just make a veiled threat to him. He'd probably notice.) |
| FFFan80: | ... |
| FFFan80: | You strike me as a rather intelligent woman. |
| Lithaladhwen: | ... |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: ... |
| FFFan80: | So, I will assume you did not intend that to sound like a vague threat. |
| OMG Priam: | im: *hazy camera lens, two people running towards eachother in a field* |
| OMG Priam: | im: *WORLD EXPLODES* |
| Lithaladhwen: | It would only be a threat... if I thought like you do. Perhaps you should be glad that I clearly do not. |
| FFFan80: | ..... |
| FFFan80: | *just drinks* |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: Jerk. |
| OMG Priam: | That really is a good thing. |
| FFFan80: | ..... |
| OMG Priam: | And none of us can really live if we all think the same way. |
| FFFan80: | ... |
| OMG Priam: | So it's good to see what kinds of other people are out there. |
| FFFan80: | *can't help a slight smirk* |
| FFFan80: | Perhaps you have a point there. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Long as they don't bother me, they can think whatever and however they like. |
| OMG Priam: | Precisely! |
| OMG Priam: | I believe we can all agree on that. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Some people are just... more... likely to bother me. >_> |
| OMG Priam: | Yes, but you deal with that as it comes. If you let it get to you, then you can't really live that way, either. |
| OMG Priam: | ...where did all my drink go? |
| FFFan80: | I would hope mostly into your mouth. |
| OMG Priam: | It would seem so, but I don't remember drinking it. |
| OMG Priam: | Pardon me. |
| OMG Priam: | *stands, to some success, and proceeds to the bar to get a fresh dose.* |
| FFFan80: | ..... |
| FFFan80: | I sense our bookworm is getting himself... 'plastered' as the term goes. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Lucky him. |
| FFFan80: | *eyebrow raise* |
| FFFan80: | I would hardly call purposely imparing your judgement as 'lucky'. |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | Alcohol doesn't do shit for me. *Sighs* Don't know why I keep drinking it. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Some people can handle it. My system doesn't like it much. |
| OMG Priam: | *returns, with a full glass in hand* |
| Lithaladhwen: | Better? |
| OMG Priam: | Definitely. Wouldn't want to end the evening with a glass I didn't taste. |
| OMG Priam: | Where were we? |
| FFFan80: | I believe she was implying I am annoying. |
| OMG Priam: | Oh, right. Something I was wondering. |
| FFFan80: | *sip* |
| OMG Priam: | ..... |
| OMG Priam: | ..... |
| FFFan80: | ....yes? |
| OMG Priam: | .....Nah. I think I prefer to find out on my own. |
| Lithaladhwen: | ... |
| FFFan80: | ...*shrugs* very well. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *also shrugs* Have to wonder why you asked at that rate. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Or stated a desire to ask. |
| OMG Priam: | Easy. |
| OMG Priam: | *points to glass, which is now half-empty* |
| FFFan80: | ...that was rather quick. |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: Not taking the bait. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *gets up silently to go get another soda* |
| OMG Priam: | I can't tell whether you're itching to leave or if you're just starting to get comfortable. |
| OMG Priam: | *to Shades* |
| FFFan80: | Well... it is getting rather late. |
| FFFan80: | And I have a meeting in the morning. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *returns with another little citrus non-caffeinated little soda can* |
| OMG Priam: | *takes another pull from his beverage* |
| OMG Priam: | Well, I hate to leave when we've only just met, but we have other obligations tomorrow |
| OMG Priam: | *to Nick* |
| Lithaladhwen: | It was nice meeting you. *pointedly not to Mister Shifty* |
| Lithaladhwen: | Take care. |
| OMG Priam: | You too. Come on, Shades, let's get. |
| OMG Priam: | *takes the last drink from his glass, and sets it at the bar, along with payment.* |
| Lithaladhwen: | (They say this cat Shades is a bad motha-- *shuts her mouth*) |
| Lithaladhwen: | (*stops talkin' 'bout Shades*) |
| FFFan80: | *stands... and walks over to the woman* |
| FFFan80: | *removes his shades, and looks at her* |
| FFFan80: | *...at least, she assumes he does* |
| FFFan80: | *It's hard to tell when there's swirling, dark purple energy where your eyes should be* |
| Lithaladhwen: | Your glasses make more sense now. |
| FFFan80: | It has been an... interesting evening. |
| FFFan80: | Until our next encounter. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Until then, I guess. |
| FFFan80: | *puts the glasses back on* |
| FFFan80: | *and follows 'Ken' out* |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: Too bad I can't demonstrate anything similarly cool and sinister. |
| Lithaladhwen: | IM: Not really. |
| Lithaladhwen: | *sits with a sigh to finish her soda in peace* |
| OMG Priam: | </Ken> |
| FFFan80: | </Shades> |
| Lithaladhwen: | </Nicki> |
| Lithaladhwen: | </RP> |
| Lithaladhwen: | *ahem* |
| Lithaladhwen: | For the record. |
| Lithaladhwen: | I adore Shades. |
| Lithaladhwen: | That is all. |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | Heh |
| OMG Priam: | I'm pretty happy with the way interaction between him and Ken turned out |
| OMG Priam: | Treating villainy as an addition = super funny |
| Lithaladhwen: | How long has he been clean? |
| FFFan80: | That's a good question |
| FFFan80: | I'm playing him as having an odd hate/respect thing for Ken there |
| FFFan80: | As he's the one who brought him down. |
| FFFan80: | Or, at least, was the instrumental individual involved |
| KnightsofSquare: | *plays Bible Fight* |
| OMG Priam: | JESUS WINS. |
| OMG Priam: | FATALITY. |
| Lithaladhwen: | :O |
| KnightsofSquare: | Jesus vs GOd atm |
| FFFan80: | ..... |
| OMG Priam: | God: *eyelash moves* |
| OMG Priam: | Jesus: *explodes in a giant nuclear holocaust* |
| KnightsofSquare: | Jesus wins! |
| Lithaladhwen: | Incidentally, I'm very sad that Nicki can't go "OMG DEMONSTRATION OF INCREDIBLE MUTANT POWER" in the bar. |
| Lithaladhwen: | It's less dramatic, and I like drama. = ( |
| KnightsofSquare: | The impossible has come to pass. God, Father of Man and Creator of all things, has been defeated! |
| KnightsofSquare: | Take your place as the new ruler of all creation |
| KnightsofSquare: | God was frikkin' cheap |
| KnightsofSquare: | Exploiting his invulnerable frames |
| KnightsofSquare: | So...someone describe the superheroes setting to me. |
| OMG Priam: | It's awesome. And I am going to bed. And someone else gets to describe it better. |
| OMG Priam: | G'NIGHT Y'ALL |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | I am trying to figure out what the hell is between Nick and Rick besides they like to angst together |
| Lithaladhwen: | I don't know enough about it yet to describe it. City where some small but significant percentage are freaks. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Earth city, likely in the "not too distant future" or something. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Oniichan: I dunno. He's not pushy or crude or anything, despite all his talk about worms fucking. |
| Sunday, May 06, 2007 |
| KnightsofSquare: | I see |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | Well when you see bugs in every direction you eventually begin to notice it |
| Lithaladhwen: | I don't begrudge him noticing the bugfuckery. |
| KnightsofSquare: | What's his power? |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | He sees all bugs, everywhere |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | No matter the distance |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | In other words, pretty fucking useless |
| Lithaladhwen: | Nick happens to be highly toxic. Avoid contact with mucous membranes. In case of accidental exposure, do not induce vomiting and call 911. |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | If his power ever evolved at all like it was going to in the original game he was going take on the believed traits of bugs |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | Mostly cockroaches |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | If I decide to do that he could be all kinds of sleezey to Nick |
| Lithaladhwen: | Cute. |
| Lithaladhwen: | What exactly would that entail? |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | Eat almost anything, surviving poisons and nuclear winter |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | You know |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | Able to detect everything in a room through his chest hair =p |
| Lithaladhwen: | Well, luckily for him she doesn't generate boric acid. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Roaches dislike it. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Also, ew chest hair. |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | It may be shaved, you never know XD |
| Lithaladhwen: | Anyway, she doesn't have The Sex. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Even if she had some reason to believe that The Sex wouldn't kill him, she still doesn't have It. |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | I didn't doubt it |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | But I can't imagine that being able to hold some one might feel nice |
| Lithaladhwen: | She just... has an aversion to sex. Affection she can handle, but the rest is a no-go. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Which means that Rick may be left with the "wow I think of you as a friend" position that sucks ass. |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | Well Rick always has the dance of the lonely fingers to keep him company |
| Lithaladhwen: | I guess he does. |
| Lithaladhwen: | I suppose we'll see. |
| Lithaladhwen: | So far he's the only person she's spoken to that hasn't been the bartender or suspicious in some fashion. |
| Lithaladhwen: | Anyway. I have to go to bed. |
| Lithaladhwen: | I am le tired. |
| blender_bunny@mac.com: | Night |
| Lithaladhwen: | G'night. Thanks for playing. Always a pleasure. |
| FFFan80: | *saves and scoots* Night peeps |