You have just entered room "voicesfromdownstairs."
Lithaladhwen: Oh, right.
Lithaladhwen: Font. To reflect a character who never gets played.
Deus Fio has entered the room.
PapatymisonN: Hey.
Deus Fio: Hey.
Deus Fio: You...know I don't have a sheet yet, right?
PapatymisonN: Whyzzat?
Lithaladhwen: No commento.
Lithaladhwen: http://mysidia.org/rpgww/index.php?title=Selena_Blackwell
Lithaladhwen: Wiki.
PapatymisonN: Word.
PapatymisonN: Anyways, don't know why you didn't endeavour to get one, Spleenbaby, but A) we may not need rolls tonight, and B) We may not do this thing tonight, as we're still short a Neb.
Deus Fio: College apps, mostly. College apps, homework, and dying grandfather.
PapatymisonN: Do me this much. Get the STATS and SUBSTATS done. That's Cou, Wis, Int, blah blah, and stuff like HP and MP and AT/PA and stuff.
PapatymisonN: ... oh.
Lithaladhwen: Spleen: I can send you a link to Mech's substat calculator.
PapatymisonN: ... yargh, man.
Deus Fio: Yargh indeed, but whatever.
Lithaladhwen: http://www.northernelectric.ca/~mechanisto/philsyscalculator.h tml
Lithaladhwen: Should make it less time-consuming, whenever you do get to it.
Deus Fio: My stats should add up to 21, aye?
PapatymisonN: Indeed. Use that thing, and send me a partial sheet, and a weapon, if they're using it.
Lithaladhwen: Spleen: Yes.
PapatymisonN: Yes.
PapatymisonN: Anyways, I'mmuna wait one half hour for Neb. Then I'm converting this sonofagun into a CI room.
Deus Fio: Cou 2, Wis 5, Int 3, Cha 2, Agi 1, Dex 1, Str 1, Sta 2, Mag 4.
Deus Fio: 65 HP, 80 MP, 22 TP, 2 + 2d6 Init, 12 MAtk, 17 MBlk, 15 Missile Evasion, 36 skill points.
Lithaladhwen: Spleen: Um. You're posting your sheet in here?
Deus Fio: Weapon...
PapatymisonN: ... can ya toss that into TXT format?
Deus Fio: Well, that was all I was going to say.
Deus Fio: But if you'd rather have that in TXT, sure.
Deus Fio: I mean, literally I would just copy and paste those lines into a TXT file if I did that, if that's what you want.
PapatymisonN: That'd be grand.
PapatymisonN: Now, see, what's easier for me?
PapatymisonN: Referring to that file, or having to scroll to the top of chat for an INT roll every time?
Deus Fio: *chainsaw*
Deus Fio: Yeah, yeah.
PapatymisonN: *shotgun*
Lithaladhwen: Ooooh, the boomstick wins.
AngeloState606: *Brazier*
AngeloState606: I WIN!
PapatymisonN: *Ashley.*
Deus Fio: If it comes into play: Shielded Robe. I have the feeling you're going to see a lot of those in this RP.
Lithaladhwen: *brassiere*
Lithaladhwen: *wins with boobies*
PapatymisonN: *wielding a petite admin for victory*
Lithaladhwen: Ack! *is wielded*
Deus Fio: And a buckler, because I can.
Lithaladhwen: Hey Spleen. I found something cool.
Deus Fio: What?
Lithaladhwen: Click on the link in my last message. Or!
Lithaladhwen: http://p068.ezboard.com/frpgww60462frm17.showMessage?t opicID=110.topic
Deus Fio: Besides these sheets that I had several different people help me write.
Lithaladhwen: Um. I don't know. It's a place to put this PS info besides in the chat?
Lithaladhwen: I was wondering if you had a thread or not.
Deus Fio: Oh, right right right.
Lithaladhwen: Might be more convenient for you.
Lithaladhwen: That way you don't have to scroll either.
Deus Fio: Yeah, I suppose. Now, though, Cha and I have this text file to use, so it's a moot point.
Lithaladhwen: Aye, 'tis true.
PapatymisonN: *needs a soda*
Lithaladhwen: Sei minuti, o andiamo.
Lithaladhwen: Six minutes, or we go on?
PapatymisonN: 2 minutes, now...
PapatymisonN: 1 minute...
PapatymisonN: ... oh, screw it. CI TIME!
Lithaladhwen: (Okay. Font change.)
Lithaladhwen: (Link.)
PapatymisonN: (Anyone opposing staying in 2ndGen and inviting more peeps?)
Deus Fio: (2nd gen Gunnir?)
Lithaladhwen: (I see no real reason why not.)
Lithaladhwen: (And I'll do a run.)
FFFan80 has entered the room.
MajorGeneralTso has entered the room.
MajorGeneralTso: (*Stops the Fun here.*)
PapatymisonN: (Asshole.)
T3chn0Namagomi has entered the room.
AngeloState606: (*Ceases book-reading*)
MajorGeneralTso: (Love you too.)
AngeloState606: (Font!)
AngeloState606: (Get us started, Cha!)
PapatymisonN: (Wait, do we have to stick to Gunnir? I wish to be inclusive...)
AngeloState606: (Gunnir is a-okay with me!)
AngeloState606: (Unless all the peeps for Baron are present...)
MajorGeneralTso: (Bes isn't. Who is pretty much running it.)
PapatymisonN: (Cuz he's WORKING on Baron stuff.)
AngeloState606: (Indeed. So Gunnir = sexy to me.)
PapatymisonN: (All in favour of Gunnir, say something.)
Lithaladhwen: (Boob.)
MajorGeneralTso: (I'm lurking.)
Lithaladhwen: (So whoever's doing whatever, intro us up before I fall asleep.)
AngeloState606: (Fo sho.)
PapatymisonN: (I'm on it.)
PapatymisonN: *It's a calm day in Gunnir Academy. Exams are over, and it's just going through paces till marks are back, and winter vacation arrives.*
Besyanteo has entered the room.
Besyanteo: (*lurks. Work on BAron is being done!*)
PapatymisonN: *the commons is not as lively as usual... but there's still a few lurkers hanging about*
PapatymisonN: (Go on.)
AngeloState606: *In a corner of the room sits a spindly girl. She's wearing the bud of a red rose tucked behind an ear: the one she's been seen wearing almost every day for several days; she appears to be day-dreaming*
AngeloState606: <Glykeria>
PapatymisonN: *a similarly spindly kid lays on a couch not far away, dressed in nothing but black*
AngeloState606: (Is this Quill?)
PapatymisonN: *stares at the ceiling, greasy black hair hanging off the couch to the floor*
AngeloState606: (If so, the font is different...)
PapatymisonN: (That answer your question.)
AngeloState606: (Ah! Nevermind.)
AngeloState606: *sigh*
PapatymisonN: ... have you given up on happiness? *looks over at her, deadeyed*
AngeloState606: Hmm? Me?
AngeloState606: No; not at all.
Lithaladhwen: (Oh, cripes.)
PapatymisonN: (^_^)
Lithaladhwen: (This isn't who I think it is, is it?)
AngeloState606: *Pulls the rose bud out of her hair and sniffs the flowers*
AngeloState606: (*petals)
PapatymisonN: (... probably not, as I've never played him before.)
Deus Fio: <Khassa Ramundar>
AngeloState606: Why do you ask?
PapatymisonN: You sigh as if you've lost hope. e.e
AngeloState606: *grins* No; I'm just...thinking...
Deus Fio: *Khassa skips in, grinning from ear to ear, humming to herself.*
AngeloState606: *she sniffs the rose again and then puts it back in her hair*
PapatymisonN: You should forget about life...
Deus Fio: *she spies a familiar face in the form of Glykeria and stops short* I figured it out.
PapatymisonN: Embrace the nothing... *stares at the ceiling*
AngeloState606: >.>
Deus Fio: I figured it out, and it's simple, and I don't know why I didn't figure it out before.
AngeloState606: Indeed.
AngeloState606: O.o
AngeloState606: What's that?
Lithaladhwen: *A blue-haired girl walks into the library.* Now what kind of crap is that?
Lithaladhwen: Embrace the nothing?
PapatymisonN: It's the only thing that makes sense. e.e
Deus Fio: Do you remember how I was working on runed spellcards that released their power when ignited?
AngeloState606: What is it you've figured out, Khassa?
Lithaladhwen: ....You need to get laid, kid.
AngeloState606: Yes.
Lithaladhwen: I mean, wow.
AngeloState606: I remember.
PapatymisonN: *stares at Zea* Don't present the opportunity if you're not going to offer. *looks back at his beloved roof*
Deus Fio: Balsa wood.
AngeloState606: Balsa wood?
Deus Fio: Any wood, but balsa wood is light.
Deus Fio: *stops for a second*
Deus Fio: *thinks*
Lithaladhwen: I don't think you'd take the opportunity if I did. It would crush your universe.
Deus Fio: Balsa wood may be too fragile.
Deus Fio: But.
AngeloState606: Is that what you've been using?
PapatymisonN: It'd be better than the blinding light of this... useless existence.
Deus Fio: Cardboard? Cardboard won't work.
Deus Fio: Sorry. Talking to myself again.
AngeloState606: Reeds?
Lithaladhwen: Not all of us have a useless existence. Sounds like a personal problem to me.
Deus Fio: ...reeds.
Deus Fio: I'll look into that, too, but balsa wood works!
PapatymisonN: If that's what you want to believe, fine. I think... it's all a bad idea.
AngeloState606: Wonderful! I'm happy you've found a solution.
PapatymisonN: Life...
AngeloState606: And you....*back to mopey kid*
AngeloState606: I agree with Zea...
AngeloState606: You need some serious attention.
Lithaladhwen: How much do you know about the alternative, man?
AngeloState606: And, Khassa, do you have any Balsa wood on you?
AngeloState606: I'd love to see how it works.
PapatymisonN: *shrugs* I'm not going to chance that it's better than this, so...
Lithaladhwen: Depends. Have you ever attempted to do anything worthwhile besides gripe?
Lithaladhwen: Because that affects it.
Deus Fio: *whips a very thin balsa wood card out of her shirt pocket and a match*
AngeloState606: *pulls the rose out from behind her ear again and sniffs it some more before putting it back*
PapatymisonN: *all of a sudden, a daisy, tall as a corn cob, GROWS right in front of Zea*
PapatymisonN: Tried that...
Lithaladhwen: ...*laugh*
Lithaladhwen: What the hell? That was pretty random.
PapatymisonN: It's pointless. *it withers...*
Lithaladhwen: Why? I found it entertaining.
PapatymisonN: It doesn't have a use.
Deus Fio: *The card is inked in arcane designs of green and blue, far simpler than the ones Khassa draws on her "regular" cards.*
AngeloState606: *Is watching*
Deus Fio: Watch, and be amazed.
AngeloState606: *grins*
Lithaladhwen: I just told you. I found it entertaining. What use is there to sex?
Lithaladhwen: Just entertainment.
Deus Fio: *holds the card firmly in her gloved hand, strikes the match, lights the card on fire*
Lithaladhwen: And yet you seem okay with that as an activity.
PapatymisonN: ... you're supposed to make babies with it.
Lithaladhwen: So you don't want to get laid for its own sake. You want to be a father.
PapatymisonN: If that's what comes of it. Poor bastard...
Lithaladhwen: ....What?
Lithaladhwen: Can you vague that up a little?
PapatymisonN: To be born into THIS life? It's some curse...
Deus Fio: *it burns quickly, but more slowly than her old attempts with paper; evidently, the ink is more flammable than the wood*
AngeloState606: *eyes the flame*
T3chn0Namagomi: (Are there uniforms in this place or the like?)
PapatymisonN: (no.)
Lithaladhwen: *sighs and sits down next to greasy emo boy*
AngeloState606: Fantastic!
Lithaladhwen: (Nama: It's Gunnir. This place produced Hakaril. The only uniform is insanity.)
AngeloState606: *smile*
T3chn0Namagomi: (Right. And paid succubus visits. XP)
Lithaladhwen: Listen. What's so bad about your life? What makes it so irredeemable already?
Lithaladhwen: (Oh, dear. I remember that.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (XD)
PapatymisonN: ... it's... so pointless. Not just MY life, EVERYTHING...
AngeloState606: See what happens with persistence??
AngeloState606: Congratulations!
Deus Fio: *when the ink is consumed, Khassa drops the smouldering card at her feet and immediately closes the hand that was holding it.*
AngeloState606: How long did it take for you to learn about that type of wood?
Lithaladhwen: It's pointless because it's pointless?
Lithaladhwen: You had to have decided this for a reason.
PapatymisonN: ... wraps up well, doesn't it?
Deus Fio: A couple months of research. It's common where it comes from, and I can get it...well, affordably, if not cheaply.
PapatymisonN: I used to have... that hope thing... lost it. Don't think I need it.
AngeloState606: Ah!
AngeloState606: Well, as I said, congratulations on your success!
Deus Fio: *she opens the hand, and a small spark zooms into the air before exploding into a (very) minature firework*
AngeloState606: O.O
AngeloState606: So that's the finish!
AngeloState606: *smiles*
AngeloState606: I'm very impressed.
Lithaladhwen: That hope thing. *smirk*
Deus Fio: I can do any spell. Well, not any spell.
Lithaladhwen: You know, people miss life when they lose it. No matter how bad it was... they miss it.
Lithaladhwen: I can prove it. Potentially.
T3chn0Namagomi: I swear, you've got some of the most fucked-up logic, kid. If it even qualifies as that. *Someone dressed in what seems to be a slightly loose-fitting outfit; belted down at the wrists and ankles, walks in...*
Lithaladhwen: *nods to whoever that was, because he's right*
AngeloState606: *Glances over at the boy*
AngeloState606: What's your name anyway?
Deus Fio: The theory is secure for any spell.
PapatymisonN: Frusurf.
PapatymisonN: ... and I have to pee.
AngeloState606: ...
AngeloState606: Thanks for the announcement.
PapatymisonN: *gets up and walks to the bathroom area*
PapatymisonN: (brb.)
AngeloState606: *Raises an eyebrow at him*
AngeloState606: *back to Khassa*
Deus Fio: Well. What a charming man.
AngeloState606: Indeed.
AngeloState606: What other spells do you do?
Lithaladhwen: ...His name is a palindrome.
AngeloState606: *Just now acknowledges Zea*
AngeloState606: Hello, Zea.
Deus Fio: I'm limited by a couple factors right now.
AngeloState606: The factors being?
Lithaladhwen: Hey Glykeria.
AngeloState606: *takes the rose down out of her hair again and sniff it again; it's almost as if she's doing this inadvertently*
TheRealKoD has entered the room.
T3chn0Namagomi: *Upon his entry, one might note that he was a bit of at least foreign descent, anyway. If you count Alahi as foreign--he's definitely got the dark skin and pointy ears of an Alahi...one might question if red hair is from that side*
TheRealKoD: (It's me. I'm doing something on my mom's computer, so I'm just gonna obsoive.)
Deus Fio: Well, for one, I need to work out the symbols for each spell I want to cast.
AngeloState606: Indeed.
AngeloState606: *Glances over at the Alahi*
Deus Fio: I don't have all the inks I'd need to do absolutely everything I could do.
Lithaladhwen: *notes the rose*
Lithaladhwen: Have a new friend, Glykeria?
AngeloState606: You'll have to show me another spell sometime soon.
Deus Fio: There's a couple colors I've been trying to figure out.
AngeloState606: A new friend?
T3chn0Namagomi: Tch...I REALLY hope he's not depressed because of his name or anything. I'd just try to get my name changed. *snickers*
AngeloState606: *glances over at Zea*
AngeloState606: What do you mean, Zea?
Deus Fio: White has been giving me hell, in particular.
AngeloState606: *she fondles the petals some more; it's a wonder this rose isn't dead or falling apart*
Lithaladhwen: Heh. Your rose. Have a new admirer?
Deus Fio: There's a couple things I need white for. And yellow, but the components for the yellow I've been using are merely expensive.
Lithaladhwen: *to the Alahi* As would I, if that were the problem.
AngeloState606: *she blushes a light shade of red*
AngeloState606: Not...exactly.
AngeloState606: It was given to me.
AngeloState606: And it's lived for quite longer than a rose should! It's quite...amazing actually.
AngeloState606: *she slides the bud back behind an ear*
T3chn0Namagomi: >_> ...Ah, but who gave it to you?
T3chn0Namagomi: Is what she's probably asking.
Deus Fio: I just finished a new formula for the green ink. It smells far less than the old stuff.
Deus Fio: *Khassa does not notice that Glykeria isn't listening.*
AngeloState606: I...don't know who he was actually. I was outside for a walk and we conversed briefly.
Deus Fio has left the room.
Deus Fio has entered the room.
AngeloState606: *Glances over at Khassa and nods; trying to keep track of what she's saying*
Lithaladhwen: Well, hey. Good for you.
AngeloState606: *grins sheepishly*
AngeloState606: *To Khassa* Are the cards limited to a certain type of spell?
Deus Fio: I used some of the ingredients of my old red formula in the new green - huh?
Deus Fio: Oh. No. Well, technically.
AngeloState606: Ah...
Deus Fio: I'd have trouble with, say, ritual magic. Tarot magic. Anything artifact-based.
AngeloState606: That makes sense.
AngeloState606: *She leans back in her chair, putting a hand under her chin*
T3chn0Namagomi: Heh. Never was much for ritual stuff myself.
AngeloState606: Would the cards magic work in a combat situation?
Deus Fio has left the room.
Deus Fio has entered the room.
Deus Fio: (Sorry, internet.)
Deus Fio: (What'd I miss after "That makes sense"?)
AngeloState606: (Tis okay)
Deus Fio: (*caught up*)
Deus Fio: Yes, they would, now that the burning is worked out.
PapatymisonN: *returns from the pisser, with a notebook*
AngeloState606: What about missiles?
PapatymisonN: *obviously, he hit his room before he came back*
Deus Fio: Missiles?
Deus Fio: What do you mean?
AngeloState606: *Watches emo-kid with a raised eye-brow*
AngeloState606: I dunno...energy balls shot out....
T3chn0Namagomi: Stuff you don't have to touch them with.
Lithaladhwen: *sits at the couch, gazing down at her fingertips, which twitch in order as though she's counting*
Deus Fio: ...I just did one of those.
Deus Fio: Remember? The miniature firework?
AngeloState606: Oh! Well, I guess that makes sense...
Deus Fio: *grins*
PapatymisonN: *resumes his position*
AngeloState606: But could something like that be used as a weapon?
Deus Fio: Yes, it could.
T3chn0Namagomi: <_< I REALLY hope you're not going to sit there and mope about your name.
AngeloState606: You see, I'm planning on killing someone and am hoping to find the easiest way to do it.
AngeloState606: *a large cheshire grin spreads across her face*
PapatymisonN: *ignores the comment, begins writing...*
Deus Fio: I have one. An experiment. A fireball. No opportunity to test yet -- wait, what?
Deus Fio: That's funny.
AngeloState606: I have a test subject in mind for you....
AngeloState606: *bounces her eyebrows*
T3chn0Namagomi: *smirks, motions to Emo Kid in a guess*
Deus Fio: *deadpan* I wonder who you could possibly mean.
Lithaladhwen: *her head twitches and she continues counting*
AngeloState606: *Shakes her head at the Alahi and grins*
AngeloState606: Yes...wonder.
T3chn0Namagomi: *chuckles*
AngeloState606: *Glances over at Zea*
AngeloState606: Zea? What are you doing?
Lithaladhwen: *blinks several times rapidly*
Deus Fio: In any case: I can use it to duplicate any spell that doesn't have a component of mental control.
Lithaladhwen: Hm?
Lithaladhwen: Did you say...*trails off* Oh, right.
Lithaladhwen: Yes. No. Nothing.
PapatymisonN: *writing angsty poetry! Hard to read, harder to repeat. I will be no part of it.*
Deus Fio: I also can't dispel it automatically; I need to actually cast a dispel from another card to cancel a spell in use.
AngeloState606: Suitably so.
TheRealKoD has left the room.
PapatymisonN: (Wow. That took a while.)
PapatymisonN: (I restarted my mother's comp, like, ten minutes ago.)
AngeloState606: *sighs again*
AngeloState606: (...yikes.)
Deus Fio: What's wrong?
Lithaladhwen: *mutters to herself quietly* Actually, the seven scissors and the lettuce say suffering. *blinkblinkblink*
Deus Fio: *slow on the uptake*
PapatymisonN: ...
PapatymisonN: ...
PapatymisonN: Thanks. *scratches something out*
Lithaladhwen: *puts her face in her hands* Can't hear the yellow bird.
PapatymisonN: ...
PapatymisonN: ...
AngeloState606: O.o
AngeloState606: Zea?
AngeloState606: What are you talking about?
PapatymisonN: Stop being my muse. *scratches something else out*
Lithaladhwen: Shh. Glykeria's talking. She wants to see the glass.
Deus Fio: ...
Deus Fio: ...?
Deus Fio: What's going on?
Deus Fio: *to Glykeria* Do you know what's going on?
AngeloState606: O.o
PapatymisonN: ... actually, that one didn't really work. *continues to write*
Lithaladhwen: *shivers a little*
AngeloState606: I have no clue.
AngeloState606: *walks over to Zea*
T3chn0Namagomi: <_< Sheesh. That kid really needs to get some. He's writing depressed poetry.
AngeloState606: What glass?
AngeloState606: Zea? Are you okay?
AngeloState606: o.o
Deus Fio: (Philsys people: I hope you're paying attention to Khassa's spellcasting style so you can help me implement it in PS later ^_^)
AngeloState606: *snaps her fingers and opens her hand to a fist full of fire*
Lithaladhwen: *twitches and looks up at Glykeria* Hi.
Lithaladhwen: You're someone interesting. They said so.
AngeloState606: *Closes her hand, extinguishing the fire*
AngeloState606: *cocks her head to the side*
AngeloState606: What are you talking about?
AngeloState606: You said that I wanted to see the glass?
AngeloState606: What glass?
Deus Fio: Divination glass? Wishing glass?
Lithaladhwen: There's no glass. There's a wind. In the wind are words.
Lithaladhwen: Words that are death.
PapatymisonN: *Zea feels eyes on her*
Deus Fio: Interesting drinking glass?
Lithaladhwen: The glass is... *squeezes her eyes shut*
Lithaladhwen: I can't hear.
AngeloState606: Wait...who said I was interesting? *a look of utter bewilderment is written on her face*
PapatymisonN: ...
Deus Fio: (*whistles Twilight Zone theme*)
PapatymisonN: *writing this all down*
PapatymisonN: IM: She's good.
Lithaladhwen: I was... there was... >_<
AngeloState606: Zea....you're starting to creep me out a bit.
Lithaladhwen: *brings her fist down on the table, hard* Damn it!
AngeloState606: Even more than usual....
AngeloState606: Which is a feat.
Lithaladhwen: *looks up, finally a little clear-eyed*
Lithaladhwen: I... how long have I been here?
AngeloState606: ....long enough.
AngeloState606: What was all that about?
AngeloState606: o.O
Lithaladhwen: How long is how when... Oh, damn. *presses her palms to her temples*
Lithaladhwen: Sorry. I'm good.
Lithaladhwen: It's okay.
T3chn0Namagomi: <_< I see...
Deus Fio: Are you sure you're feeling okay?
AngeloState606: *looks at Zea as if she's trying to read a foreign language...or watching an ugly man bathe naked; take your pick*
Deus Fio: *puts the back of her hand on Zea's forehead*
Lithaladhwen: *jumps about three inches*
Lithaladhwen: Glykeria, can you see him?
Lithaladhwen: *points at touchieboy*
Deus Fio: *pulls her hand away*
AngeloState606: *looks around the room*
AngeloState606: See who?
PapatymisonN: *still sitting there, writing*
Deus Fio: Him who?
PapatymisonN: (Wait, touchieboy?)
AngeloState606: <.<
Lithaladhwen: (The guy who touched her head.)
AngeloState606: Um. Him? (points at Frusurf)
Deus Fio: (Oh.)
AngeloState606: (The person that touched her head was Khassa?)
Lithaladhwen: ...Can you see him?
Deus Fio: (My character is female.)
Lithaladhwen: (Yes. And I didn't realize that.)
Lithaladhwen: (Now I do.)
Deus Fio: (Hence all the female pronouns I've been using?)
Lithaladhwen: *Can you see her?
AngeloState606: *looks over at Khassa*
AngeloState606: Yes; I've been talking to her for the past 10 minutes.
Lithaladhwen: (I've been fighting off the hordes of the clinically-insane. That's my only excuse, but I owe you an apology nonetheless. Sorry!)
Lithaladhwen: Okay. Hi. *to Khassa* Do you need something?
PapatymisonN: IM: I wonder how long she'll ignore me. e_e
Deus Fio: I was just trying to see if you were okay.
Lithaladhwen: I'm fine, I just... feel weird. *looks around*
AngeloState606: Zea....what was all that?
PapatymisonN: *waves*
Lithaladhwen: ...*waves back* Glykeria, can you see that person?
PapatymisonN: *close to body, once.*
PapatymisonN: *no.*
Lithaladhwen: (I figured.)
AngeloState606: *looks around the room..again*
AngeloState606: Who?
Lithaladhwen: Right. This is why I ask, see.
Lithaladhwen: Thank you.
AngeloState606: Um...sure. Glad I could help....
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Uh huh. I'm going to go eat now, or something. *starts to leave*
AngeloState606: *Puzzled!!!*
Lithaladhwen: *astral check on the random guy*
Deus Fio: My mother used to always do that to me when I was talking about things she didn't understand, put her hand on my head. Tried to see if I felt hot.
PapatymisonN: *it's That Reaper.*
Lithaladhwen: (That Reaper? Don't believe they've met.)
PapatymisonN: *Sure they have.*
Lithaladhwen: (When?)
AngeloState606: (Does he speak with a carribean accent??)
Lithaladhwen: (*laughs*)
PapatymisonN: *They met the same night she met Daenj'r.*
T3chn0Namagomi has left the room.
Lithaladhwen: (Oh, God. That one. The skeletal weird one.)
PapatymisonN: *Da.*
Lithaladhwen: I'll be right back. This time I'm actually pretty sure I know what's going on.
Lithaladhwen: No worries, Glykeria. Be back soon.
Lithaladhwen: *jerks her head at That Reaper to indicate they should head outside*
PapatymisonN: *nods, and vanishes*
AngeloState606: *Her forehead is so wrinkled it might be permanent*
AngeloState606: I'm....so confused.
Lithaladhwen: *heads out to the hall*
PapatymisonN: *waiting* Zea.
AngeloState606: *Walks up behind emo boy and attempts to read what he's scribbling in his book*
Lithaladhwen: Hey. Um. You caught me at an odd time. Sorry about that.
PapatymisonN: *Think of your least favourite My Chemical Romance song. Now throw in more hamhanded imagery and spelling errors.*
AngeloState606: *Catches the first couple of lines and decides that's enough for her!*
PapatymisonN: Not a problem. *hands her the list for this week*
PapatymisonN: ... two hours.
AngeloState606: *Walks over to a window*
Lithaladhwen: *takes* Until Jethro heads out?
PapatymisonN: *nods*
Lithaladhwen: How can I get to him?
Deus Fio: (What the shit?)
PapatymisonN: Go to Processing. He'll be there.
Lithaladhwen: 'kay.
Besyanteo: (Eh?)
PapatymisonN: (Reaper stuff.)
Besyanteo: (Whee.)
Deus Fio: (Oh.)
PapatymisonN: ... ever consider being full time?
Lithaladhwen: Not yet.
Lithaladhwen: Why? Am I about to pass on or something? Am I allowed to know that?
PapatymisonN: Your work would be far improved.
PapatymisonN: And no. Look down. You have plenty of time.
Lithaladhwen: I like my work the way it is, but thank you for your advice. If there were any problems, I'd be notified.
Lithaladhwen: IM: By someone with authority.
PapatymisonN: ... quieter with that, please.
PapatymisonN: Still not used to hearing thoughts... *is.. is he doing this? >.<*
Lithaladhwen: What, you want to know what I'm thinking?
Lithaladhwen: Or no?
PapatymisonN: I don't. Did not have telepathy in life, and I... never saw a point to it there, either.
Lithaladhwen: ...May I ask you a question before I head off to check on Jethro?
PapatymisonN: *nods*
Lithaladhwen: Do you like your job?
PapatymisonN: ... no.
Lithaladhwen: Then why do you do it?
PapatymisonN: I prefer it to the alternative.
Lithaladhwen: That being?
PapatymisonN: Purgatory.
PapatymisonN: Sitting in that white room for ages.
PapatymisonN: ... did you know sometimes your Lord cannot decide?
PapatymisonN: Some of us just... split it down the middle.
Lithaladhwen: I can imagine it happening sometimes.
Deus Fio: (Sorry, something hardcore just happened in Heroes.)
Deus Fio: (The closing up of about 90% of the story arc thus far.)
AngeloState606: (Oooh...sounds juicy!)
Lithaladhwen: (Keen!)
Lithaladhwen: I just... I worry.
PapatymisonN: About?
Lithaladhwen: It's fine. We can talk about it another time.
PapatymisonN: (Aww!)
PapatymisonN: *nod*
PapatymisonN: Going now, were you?
AngeloState606: *As she stares out the window, she sighs again*
Lithaladhwen: Yeah. I think it's best if we don't discuss this now. I have... other things to take care of.
Deus Fio: What's wrong?
AngeloState606: IM: I'm ready to get home to Papa and Mama...
Deus Fio: Are you okay?
AngeloState606: I'm fine.
AngeloState606: I just...miss home, is all.
PapatymisonN: *nod* I can open up Processing for you. Save you the trouble.
Lithaladhwen: *leaves her distressing coworker and pokes her head into the common room* Glykeria? Leaving for a couple of hours. I'll see you later.
Lithaladhwen: *pops out again*
AngeloState606: O.o
Lithaladhwen: ...That's okay. But I appreciate the offer.
AngeloState606: Okay.
Lithaladhwen: *could it be she doesn't trust him?*
PapatymisonN: *that's fine. He'll get there*
Lithaladhwen: *heads to Processing on her own*
Lithaladhwen: (Should we take this to IM?)
PapatymisonN: *vanishes on his own* (I'm thinking.)
PapatymisonN: *closes the notebook*
PapatymisonN: *sits back, and grows a small crabapple tree, eating a fruit from its vine*
AngeloState606: *Suddenly looks really tired*
AngeloState606: *yawns*
AngeloState606: I think...I think I need a nap...
Lithaladhwen: (We'll be back, but I don't want to clutter up chat with reaper stuff if it's not necessary.)
PapatymisonN: (*going to bounce about, personally*)
Deus Fio: Well, uh, have fun?
AngeloState606: *to Khassa and the Alahi...and strange-boy* I'll see you all later.
Deus Fio: Okay.
Lithaladhwen: (Yeah. I just didn't want to prevent other people from RPing.)
AngeloState606: *Yawns again and walks off to her room*
Deus Fio: If I come up with anything new, I'll call you.
Deus Fio: *call on you
AngeloState606: Do that! I'd love to see anything *yawn* new....
Deus Fio: I'm almost ready to work on making multiples at a time.
AngeloState606: *And down the hall she goes*
PapatymisonN: ... anyone want some food? *offering up the plant*
AngeloState606: *When she reaches her room, she barely opened the door in time to drop down onto her bed, asleep*
AngeloState606: (I'm gonna lurk y'all)
Lithaladhwen: (I see! Most of the reason Charles and I were doing this in IM was so that you could keep IMing with reaper-stuff being center-stage.)
Deus Fio: (Well, I gotta go anyway. Homework and stuff.)
AngeloState606: (I may be back in a bit; I just wanted to go sit away from the comp for a few minutes)
Lithaladhwen: ('kay.)
Deus Fio: *Khassa moves off her to her own room to work some more on the formula for the white ink.*
Besyanteo has left the room.
FFFan80 has left the room.
AngeloState606 has left the room.
Deus Fio has left the room.
Lithaladhwen: (So, yeah. Moving to an IM window was an act of consideration that was... totally unnecessary.)
Lithaladhwen: (So is this worth continuing?)
PapatymisonN: (No. Save it and go.)
PapatymisonN has left the room.