#Flarp2 - Session 62

<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** The group of aimless adventurers managed to procrastinate on their investigation. Surprisingly easily! It's a miracle they managed to find their way to Ardor on their own-- and they just /barely/ did that! The sun peeks it's head over the walls of the city as morning sets in, and--
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** Everybody AFFLICTED: Please choose EVEN numbers or ODDS.
-*- PurpleKoopa odds
<EarlofLemon> (Odds.)
<-> chthonianGunslinger is now known as alaroraAuxilafiend
<alaroraAuxilafiend> (evens)
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Evens.
<alaroraAuxilafiend> (gonna be a rEB-)
<alaroraAuxilafiend> (goddamnit nitro)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [;y]
-*- PurpleKoopa you're no rebel you're a trendsetter
-*- PurpleKoopa you picked evens before evens were cool
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** As per Iblis' REBELLIOUS perk, Nitro's DECISION is automatically set to ODDS.
<EarlofLemon> (FFFF)
-*- PurpleKoopa well guess what now they are as equally cool as odds
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<Testro> [Holy crap it's been so long since I've used Mibbit]
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<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** ... HALLEY overcomes his UNFORTUNATE FELINOSITY! NERO's words become his own! KANAYA overcomes her DISCO ANXIETY!
<AnotherStrider> (yo)
-*- PurpleKoopa yo tits zat you
-*- gallistersiveTykenure *** VERGIL is afflicted by BEES OH GOD WHY AGAIN -- (-1)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Nah, that's Lamby.]
<AnotherStrider> (nah 'tis Lamby)
<AnotherStrider> (ninja'd. Fuck.)
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** Everybody else's afflictions, unfortuantely, remain as they were. Bummer! Ah, well. It's bound to wear off eventually, right? It's bound to!
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** ... Oh god you hope it's bound to--
<EarlofLemon> (FFFFF Poor Sollux. Back to the bathroom he goes.)
<AnotherStrider> (but yeah I'm playing Dirk, should I change my name to make that clearer...?)
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** Afflictions aside, though, the party gains the following PERKS: HOMELESS, BED HEAD, LOITERERS!
<AnotherStrider> (how the hell is homeless a fuckin' perk)
<AnotherStrider> (lol)
-*- PurpleKoopa lamby, did you get your character sheet worked out and stuff?
<plutoniumBioanalysis> [[AnotherStrider works just fine! c8 The party's currently in a technologically well-developed metropolis known as Ardor-- the party is currently waking up on a bench. If you need to know anything else, feel free to ask! ovo]]
<AnotherStrider> (yeah)
<plutoniumBioanalysis> [[Ffff, it's a joke 8y]]
<plutoniumBioanalysis> [[And yes, I got the character sheet-- it looks great ouo]]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Yeah -- I'm gonna add it in a second.]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Soon as my computer is cooperative.]
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Day three. Day three, and he was reasonably certain that he was beginning to smell like something resembling that trash heap-spawned rolling circus.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure (Really, did he crawl out of a McDonald's dumpster?)
-*- PurpleKoopa There's a stirring sensation on the park bench - the invisible lass is finally waking up! This wasn't the most /comfortable/ rest she's had in a while, but regardless, it was one of the /best/. All cozied up next to friends and fun and... Fuzzy Smarny. /sNRK/. Man, she loved that cat.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend ...Oh, mothergrub. Her spinal system felt like it had been twisted more tightly than Dawnrise's many cliffhangers. Where on earth did they slee--
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** You're lucky you didn't! I heard they make their burgers out of HUMAN FLESH in McDonalds. Though, that may have just been unsupported and otherwise denied slander by Burger King.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Oh.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Oh.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Meanwhile, the Fuzzy Smarny sprawled across a certain bench -- or rather, across those on the certain bench. Looks like he didn't lose some of those cattish habits.
-*- PurpleKoopa The shirt moves around as Roxy examines her arms, aaaaaaaand...
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend This was.
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** ... Maybe the missing people are in the McDonalds freezer.
<PurpleKoopa> "aw dagnit"
<PurpleKoopa> "still invisible"
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Somewhat interesting.
<PurpleKoopa> And what's /he/ doing on her lap? "urghhh hey halley you mind moving over a lil bit im p sure i dont remember you crushin my legs last nite"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Ssssssssnnnnnnnoooooooore.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Kanaya made a face as she lifted herself off the bench, slowly massaging what was left of her back. They must've been exhausted if they were all so willing to sleep here. She stretched out an arm, hoping to work out the kinks, and...
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend ...!
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "Goodness."
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Try not to sound too excited there, honey.
<PurpleKoopa> "hey look kanaya we got a doggy blanket"
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend sNOARGH
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend More than just a doggy blanket, it seemed.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure That's the spirit, kid.
-*- EarlofLemon Sollux, who didn't spend the night with the party, is currently not there, hogging the bathroom somewhere.
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "It Appears Ive Overcome My Affliction."
-*- EarlofLemon LUCKY. YOU.
<PurpleKoopa> "it appears as tho you have"
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend She glanced down at Halley, tentively giving the woofbeast a good scratching. "As Have You."
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend But then, she glanced to Roxy.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Or rather.
<PurpleKoopa> "LA SIGH well have to have vampire rave night some other time"
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend What was left of Roxy.
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "But."
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "Not You."
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** Unfortunately, sleeping underneath the bare moon could have fried Kanaya like... well, anything in Burger King! It's thankful that she still had her supply of MOON CREAM, otherwise she would have been in a pretty awful way!
<AnotherStrider> (now how the hell am I gonna make Dirk appear)
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Thank goodness indeed. At least she remembered to do that before she went to sleep.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend That would've been.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Disasterous.
-*- PurpleKoopa good morning kanyayaaaaAAAAAAAAAA
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "...(Th--)" A-ahem. "That's. A good sign."
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** It managed to exhaust the tube though, to the very last drop. You may not want to make the same mistake of sleeping out here again! Disasterous would be...
<PurpleKoopa> Mm. The friendship bracelet seems to be pressing against something unseen, as Roxy rubs her invisible hands over her arms. "yeah"
<PurpleKoopa> "not me"
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** One way of saying it.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Oh. Hello new boy.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Uh.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Vergil, she means.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend It'd be rude not to address you properly, even in her internal monlogue.
<AnotherStrider> (okay question is this dumpster they're all clambering out of and whining about located in an alleyway?
<AnotherStrider> )
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Still sitting on the ground and ignoring the throb of his spine to having sat on something hard with little back support all night, Vergil straightened up, coughing again. His voice sounded...sort of like it hadn't been used in a few decades, give or take.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Manners.
<alaroraAuxilafiend> (naw dude)
<PurpleKoopa> "...well dont feel bad or anything if your 24hr fluorescent partytimez fx wore off then im sure ill be uninvisible in no time"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> (they're on a bench)
<AnotherStrider> (OH)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [They're all on/around a bench in the middle of the city, haha.]
<AnotherStrider> (they keep talking about a dumpster)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Yeah, the dumpster was a meta joke/Vergil's internal monologue.]
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "We Can Only Hope So."
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "Until Then Im Afraid Youre Going To Have To Stay Unseen For Now."
<AnotherStrider> (gdi.)
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend ZZZZZZZZZZ
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Oh.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend He's.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Drooling.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Was there anything he didn't inherit from his father?
-*- AnotherStrider watches from a distance, unable to believe his eyes. "'The fuck is this shit?"
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Ah, the things one must suffer for their teammates.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Vergil couldn't count the pillow stains.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend ZZZZZZZZZZZZ
-*- PurpleKoopa !!!
-*- gallistersiveTykenure S i g h.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend She could always wash it out later. It. Wasn't important.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend ...?
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** It's called a Burger King, Dirk. /Yeesh/.
<PurpleKoopa> Still trapped underneath the leg-crushing weight of Halley, the clothes whoosh around, facing Dirk's direction!
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "...Are You Alright Lalonde."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "Get him up. We're all relatively rested. We st--" Cough. "Still have a task at hand to accomplish."
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "You Look Like Youve Seen An Ectoplasmic Being."
-*- AnotherStrider "..." /this is flat-out embarrassing./
<PurpleKoopa> "...(omfg)"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure HUP. A perfectly elegant way to stand u--
<PurpleKoopa> "(if that is who i think it is then i...)"
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend ?
-*- gallistersiveTykenure ...?
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** Fast food conglomerates aren't embarrassing! They're proud, respectible proprieters of all things fried and otherwise heart clogging.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend What was she looking at...?
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend ZNORK
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "Who are you referring to?"
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** I heard they came up with something called the tastehazard! It's a donut stuffed with /chicken/ /nuggets/.
<PurpleKoopa> "(wait no no no no no he cant see me like this i mean he LITERALLY cant see me like this both in the eyeball seein and talkin 2 me seeing ways of meaning)"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure gONNA CATCH YOU RABBIT HE'LL
-*- gallistersiveTykenure HE'S GONNA GET YOU YOU CAN'T OUTRUN HIM
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Oh. That boy. That boy over there. When she squinted, he looked an awful like...
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "...Strider?"
-*- AnotherStrider should probably go greet his friends, but /god/, this is a stupid situation to catch them in.
-*- AnotherStrider Oh shit. Now what?
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "...Who is Strider?"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "Oh Hes"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "A Fellow Teammate Of Ours."
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "Dave Strider."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Really. Really? A distraction this early in the morning? Come on -- oh.
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "But Theres Something..."
-*- EarlofLemon Ainsley sat on the ground next to the bench watching the newcomer quietly.
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "Different."
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "About Him."
<AnotherStrider> (SPIKY HAIR, MAYBE???)(
-*- gallistersiveTykenure ??????
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "Roxy Is Somewhat Overcome With Emotion Over This Boy Apparently Tho--"
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend !
<PurpleKoopa> "(no man thats not dave we KNOW dave remember)"
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Of course!
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "(I Take It Hes A Friend Of Yours.)"
<PurpleKoopa> "(hopy fucking shit if they cross paths i think were all gonna have triple heart attacks)"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "Why are you w-(whispering, R--)" What was it. "(Roxy?)" Yeah, he.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure He was pretty sure that was it.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Now she saw everything with perfect clarity.
-*- AnotherStrider briefly and mentally revels in how fucking awesome it is that his mere appearance over in the distance can scare the shit out of these guys.
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** laughin really hard at you r/n dude
-*- AnotherStrider But seriously, what the fuck?
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Yeah, really. What the fuck?
<PurpleKoopa> "(we just havent seen each other in so long & hes probably wondered where ive been and)"
<PurpleKoopa> "(ok you know what fuck it)"
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** tryin to run a /super/ /Valliant/ /rescue/ /operation/ and you dont eVen know this chicks name
<EarlofLemon> Are you sure this is the same one from your timeline?
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Wh--
<PurpleKoopa> "(i do not even CARE if i am unseeable b/c i am sure as fuck not going to let one of my bffs go unseen today)"
<PurpleKoopa> "okay CMON HALLEY" Halley feels a sudden GHOST SHOVE. "get ur lard dog ass outta here i gotta go talk to my friend"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure sHIT WHAT
-*- gallistersiveTykenure HE'S AWAKE HE SWEARS
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend !!!
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Oh dear--
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend She had no choice but to follow, she assumed. If this boy really was who Kanaya thought she was, it'd be wise to smoothen everything out with him. The time shennanigans here were already somewhat contrived as it was. No need to make it worse.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend (...It was going to get worse wasn't it.)
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend (Sigh.)
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend She gently pushed Nero aside--
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Halley was UNCEREMONIOUSLY DUMPED onto the ground, scrambling to get up and look around dazedly. Holy fuck where's the fucker hE'S GONNA --
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend THUMP.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure DEMON WAS THIS YOU --
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend "bUT DAAAAAD ITS ONLY SEV--"
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** (-2). Yeah. Real gentle.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure G R O W L.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend ...Oh.
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** Like a /lamb/.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Uh.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure H-hi, dog?
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend A-and helpfully picked him up! Of course she would do that. That was. The right thing to do. Yeah. "Oh Heavens Im So Sorry Nero Are You Alright."
-*- AnotherStrider is still standing there.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Vergil raised placating hands. (Really? This early in the morning?) The dog did not seem to care.
-*- EarlofLemon reaches out to pet and calm Halley.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Oh he's fine. Just fi--
<gallistersiveTykenure> [I think PK's typing for you, Lamby.]
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Hey, wait a second.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Wait a goddamn second...
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend WAIT A GODDAMN FUCKIN' SECOND--
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "i--"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "i can talk?"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure The dog remained uncalmed, though he accepted the petting. Why was life hard.
<AnotherStrider> (???)
<EarlofLemon> So it would appear.
<PurpleKoopa> Quiet, you. Now thankfully saved from dog-on-lap condition, the floating set of clothes rises from its seat and turns to face Strider. She stands in silence for a few more moments, awkwardly standing across the way, before finally, the bright pink bracelet she's got on waves around in mid-air at him. WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?????
<EarlofLemon> Kanaya has also returned to normal coloration as well.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Oh. Good. Very good. "Indeed You Have."
<gallistersiveTykenure> [@Lamby: Most of the characters were afflicted with stuff the previous few sessions -- Nero/dark blue guy could only speak in proverbs, Halley was a cat, Kanaya had technicolor flashing skin, Roxy was and still is invisible.]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [And Sollux has dysentery.]
<EarlofLemon> (And still has dysentery.)
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "Y-yes, th--" SNARL.
-*- AnotherStrider is quiet for a moment, thinking and coming to the conclusion that this is Roxy. "I can infer that you're alive, Roxy, but you might want to get cleaner clothes soon."
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend (But she was still so, so sorry she didn't mean to push him so hard oh lord--)
-*- EarlofLemon petpetpetpet.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Jesus, dog.
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "How Do You Feel."
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend He considers it for a moment, before giving his oh so poignant asnwer.
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "...like ive been hit by a fuckin ten wheeler goin 85 on the highway."
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend ...Oh, he was definitely cured alright.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure He was letting you off /easy/ here. >B[ And only because it smelled like that. The Red Master was nearby. And he was very certain the Red Master was continuing to sleep off a severe head wound.
<PurpleKoopa> Oh my god. /Him/. The ghostly outfit runs forward, then snatches up Dirk in her invisible arms! Dirk is now on the receiving end of an invisinoogie. "STRIIIIIFRIIIIIIES you colossal goober"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Something smelled funny, and it wasn't the juggalo. Though. That, too, smelled funny.
-*- AnotherStrider clenches up so as to not choke. God damn it, Roxy, you always did know how to give a hug.
-*- AnotherStrider "Roxy, you can stop fuckin' with my hairdo now."
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend You know, he could've sworn he'd have a lot more to say when he had his voice back. All the bullshit he had to put up with, along with the frustration and terror and--
<AnotherStrider> "Also, "Strifries"?"
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Everything.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend But right now, he was way too tired to word any of that.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend The best he could do was lazily glance at the heartwarming reunion up ahead, then at the growling and hissing kittycat-- heh, Smarny-- and then back to Kanaya.
<EarlofLemon> Halley...
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "the fuck just happened here."
<alaroraAuxilafiend> [oh oops]
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "They kn-know each other."
<alaroraAuxilafiend> [*thfuck]
<alaroraAuxilafiend> [gotta keep that accent 8y]
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Grrrrrrrooooowl.
<PurpleKoopa> Roxy's hold and torturous noogie punishment are swiftly revoked. She gives him two more good-hearted pats on the shoulder and calls that a re-introduction. "lol what cant a girl give a dude who she hasnt seen in exactly 5 evahz a dumb nickname if she wants ta"
<EarlofLemon> Halley.
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "They Were Very Close Friends Back At Home You See."
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Don't ask how don't ask how don't ask--
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "...uh?"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "oh no lemme guess."
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "yknow em too cept not really cause theyre yalternate universe friends or some shit."
<AnotherStrider> (gimme a sec)
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Ignoring you, Nonhuman. Keeping an eye on this rotten scumbag takes priority.
-*- PurpleKoopa take your time uwu]]
-*- EarlofLemon ...
-*- EarlofLemon retracts their petting hand.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure And also maybe. Looking over briefly at what's going on with the girl and the Demimaster-scented stranger. What was going o--
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend ...
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Hey, that felt good. >B[
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "...Something Like That."
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "..."
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "...whatever."
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "what else is new."
-*- EarlofLemon No pets for dogs who don't listen.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "It is better that you do not ask."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Oh, come on, he's just
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Trying to protect the group and --
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Come ooon.
-*- EarlofLemon no.
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "jus."
-*- EarlofLemon stop growling and you can get pets.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure You drive a hard bargain.
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "someone do somethin bout that mutt fore he tears up my 'not uncle' into kibbles an bits."
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend It was true, he was growling up a storm right now.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure ...Still doing the "not u--"
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend (Good to see you've changed back too, Halley.)
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Whatever.
-*- EarlofLemon do you want pets?
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Maybe she should just...
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Reach on over and...
-*- AnotherStrider "Fine. So why exactly are you invisible? Or are you just going to write it off as "shenanigans" with a wave of your hand? Moreover, is this where you've been the whole time?"
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Gently tug on his leash.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure The dog was indeed growling up a storm, alternating between glaring at the Demon, glaring at the stranger, and glancing at the Nonhuman briefly. (Come on, why you g--)
-*- gallistersiveTykenure oH GOD HE FORGOT ABOUT THAT THING
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Doggamn it.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Yes. That thing.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Not stopping the growling. >B[ You can't tame him.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure He's a /wild/ dog.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend You may growl all you like but you may not bite.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend >B[
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Lip-twitching and teeth-baring ensues.
<EarlofLemon> ...
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "Th-thank you."
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend >B[
<-> EarlofLemon is now known as ZeeZee
-*- gallistersiveTykenure >B[
<PurpleKoopa> "uhhhh haha... yeah its all kind of a long story so ill just stick w the cliffnotes version & sum in all up in one big swooping SHENANZ for now"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "Please Its No Trouble At All."
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "I Wouldnt Want Any Of Our Companions Feeling Endangered After All"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "or eaten."
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "...O-Or Eaten
<PurpleKoopa> "this jerkbutt of a potions lady spilled all of her goods on us and thats why im invisible 4now"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure O-oh. Uh.
-*- AnotherStrider raises an eyebrow.
-*- AnotherStrider "Potions."
-*- ZeeZee falls silent, but slowly stands up, brushing their self off.
-*- AnotherStrider "What the fuck, Roxy?"
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** :o)
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "...so are we just gonna sit and have a nice lil powwow here or what."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "Come on."
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "cause i dont think my spine can take any more of this ground bullshit ok."
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "Oh."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Ohhhhh, you have no idea.
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "Yes Of Course."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Uh --
<PurpleKoopa> "hey no eyebrow quirkin dirkin this is just ONE of the many fantastical irl adventures that ive been on these days"
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend You have no right to argue, Nero. She had to sleep on a cold hard bench all night, underneath the blistering moon, while you peacefully snoozed on her lap.
<PurpleKoopa> "and i do mean fantastical dyk that the majjyks are REAL here"
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend ...B-but that's alright.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "Here." He held out a hand, still looking beyond to the reunion adamantly.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend You're welcome to sleep there any time.
-*- AnotherStrider "Just one of many. Okay, fine. Count me into the bullshit. 'Di-stri' is here, then."
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend The offered hand is grabbed with surprisingly gentleness. Not exactly what you'd expect out of such a rough rider like this kid.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "...We still have a case to c-crack." Or did they, once again, forget about the missing people?
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend He pulls himself up all the same though, dusting off his tattered jeans with a glum little scowl.
<PurpleKoopa> "well welcome to the bullshit club capn di-stri" The ghostclothes stand back and make a motion with her bracelet. "you couldnt see that but i was totally saluting @ ur captain status"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure ...
-*- gallistersiveTykenure ...U-uh.
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "...Right Of Course The Case."
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "We Should Get To It Right Away."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "(A-A-)"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "...Though We May Have To Deal With This Reunion First."
<PurpleKoopa> "ive got nookloads of q's that i wanna later ask you but firrssst............."
-*- AnotherStrider retains an impassive face, eyebrow long having floated back down. "I saw it, Roxy. I'm not blind and your clothes aren't invisible. So, are you going to drag me to your buddies or what?"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "Itd Be Rude Not To Welcome Such A Good Friend Of Lalondes After All."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Oh -- she was. Agreeing with him. Right. Stuff to do. Vergil blinked dubiously at the fully formed humanoid alien girl who had, previously and before his very eyes, exploded into a mass of butterflies.
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "dont we already have a wannabe redneck in glasses."
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "seems like a niche role tfill."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "Ainsley, y-you're..."
<ZeeZee> Yes?
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Bap.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "You're okay." He was not entirely sure if it was a statement or a question.
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "(Nero.)"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "(what?)"
<ZeeZee> Would there be any reason I would not be?
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend >B<
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "...No. No, I suppose not."
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Uuuuuurrrrgh, what are you? His mother?
-*- gallistersiveTykenure You sort of exploded into butterflies --
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend For the moment? Yes.
<PurpleKoopa> "heheh yup thats EXACTLY what i was going to do now if youll just let me take ur hand here........" An invisible hand takes Dirk by the wrist, then drags the poor boy over to the others, still dicking around at the park bench.
<PurpleKoopa> "brmm brmm brmm BRMMMM brm BRRRRRMMMMMMM"
<PurpleKoopa> ""intoducing the new friend....................."
<PurpleKoopa> "DISTROMY"
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Oh boy, here they come...
-*- ZeeZee looks away from Vergil to the commencing introductions.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure ...
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "...Um."
<PurpleKoopa> "aka my bud dirk strider everybody say WAZZUP"
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** Speaking of DISTROMTERY!
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Oh. It was a joke. Ahaha. Hah.
<ZeeZee> Hello.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure (Don't worry. It's not your humor. It was not that funny.)
-*- AnotherStrider humbly and ironically follows along. He remains silent until Roxy finishes her ironic introduction and then finally speaks: "Yo. Did anyone need a badass?"
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend (She's still not sure she gets it >: )
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** Sollux really ought to stop keeping the Burger King stalls so long. It's reasons like this that public restrooms have the reputation that they do, you know. Thankfully, his DYSENTRY should be calming! ... Save for the incredulous stomach ache he's suffering. Hopefully the potion store also happens to carry pepto.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Oh, god. And he thought his old man was a fuckin' show off. No, he thought Dave was a fuckin' show off. But this guy? This guy?
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "No, I don't believe we were in need of someone to exalt himself overconfidently." He had enough of that with Dante.
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** Or Tums, or. /Something/.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Is this guy for real?
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Oh --
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "im sure we can fit room fa dandy like yself tho--"
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend BAP.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Heh.
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "Its A Pleasure To Meet You Mr..."
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend ...No, no need to give her knowledge away. It'd only make things. Awkward.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend oW--
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend God, fine. He'd do it your way, Mary Poppins.
-*- AnotherStrider Oh god, this cheesy line. This was Bro-type irony. Yet, it was the best in his mind. "Strider. Dirk Strider"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "How Sophisticated."
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "(ugh.)"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "(mi5 called they need their janitor back.)"
<PurpleKoopa> "quite"
-*- PurpleKoopa lm,
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "(Mm.)" Heheh.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend ...Did he just hear that--
<PurpleKoopa> "anyway stri these are all of my new friends thatve really helped me out in this coco crazy world that were all stuck in"
<PurpleKoopa> "i mean uh"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure What do you expect?
<PurpleKoopa> "oh no"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure ...He really did smell like the Demimaster, and yet. Yet. Smelled different. Like the ocean was ingrained in his skin.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure (Then again, the Boy smelled like that too, sometimes.)
<PurpleKoopa> "i didnt mean to break it to you that harshly but were all kinda stuck together"
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend ...Oh. Right. His old man has better hearing than a fox in hunting season. No surprise that his uncle would be any different.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend (...)
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend (...At least he thought it was funny.)
<PurpleKoopa> "with the strongest adhesive the worlds ever known that superglu known as the friendships"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "Yes Im Afraid Roxys Right"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "Our Predicament Is Rather Dire"
-*- ZeeZee emerging from his apparent restroom tomb Sollux slowly makes his way out of the Burger King and to the rest of the group. "eru hii guy2..."
-*- AnotherStrider expected as much. "It's all right, Roxy, it's not like I can't handle being trapped with other people." /Quite the opposite.../
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "But Weve Been Able To Pesevere With Our Indomitable Teamwork."
<PurpleKoopa> "hey sollux! id like to introduce u to my ol pal dirk"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "Weve Been Searching For An Escape From This Plane Of Existence For Some Time Now."
-*- AnotherStrider Unite Synchronization is my fucking theme song, guys. Calm your tits.
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "I Imagine You Dont Want To Stay Here Any Longer Than We Have."
-*- AnotherStrider I am the boss of fucking teamwork and coordination.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Uh. H-hey Sollux. You, uh--
-*- AnotherStrider "Yeah, naturally. We've all got stuff that needs doin', right?"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Halley sniffed at the stranger cautiously, warily. What if he was an...imposter? What if he wasn't friendly either? But the Girl seemed fond of him, friendly toward him, with that whole Weird Human Embrace fest minutes ago.
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "...uh."
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "you okay man."
<ZeeZee> not partiicularly....
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "you look like youve just been hit with swine flu."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Jesus that guy smelled like
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "Oh Dear Sollux You Look."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Awful awful sickness oh God
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "..."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Yeah, it was. Really rather disgusting.
<ZeeZee> ii don't know what that ii2 but probably ye2, iif 2wiine flu ii2 code for dy2entery....
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "You Look Like Youve Seen Better Nights."
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend You're telling him.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Wait.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Uh.
<PurpleKoopa> "omg you had dysentery???? wow this really IS just like the oregon trail except w armored vans instead of covered wagons"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "...isnt that the one oregon trail thing."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure You don't even know the half of it.
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "shit i didnt know that was real--"
<PurpleKoopa> "OH !!! dirk i forgot to tell you we have our own adventurevan"
<PurpleKoopa> "except uh"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "used to."
<PurpleKoopa> "make that more of a *had"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "Pioneers frequently died of it."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "Both in reality and in the infuriating simulation."
<PurpleKoopa> "frikkin jerkwad potions lady took off with it while we fumbled thru negotiations"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "I-- Uh-- I Dont Mean To Interrupt Such Important Exposition But."
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "Whats Dysentry."
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Does she really want to know.
-*- AnotherStrider "You can make do withou-"
<ZeeZee> ...
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Oh, he's got this --
<PurpleKoopa> "kanaya do we REALLY wanna get into the definition of a horrible gold minin disease that poor poor sollux just got out of"
-*- AnotherStrider "Dysentery is a disease of the digestive system which causes frequent diarrhea, among other unpleasant symptoms."
<ZeeZee> glad two know ii can diie from thii2...
-*- gallistersiveTykenure ...What.
-*- AnotherStrider just reeled that off like nothing. He IS the history buff, after all.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure The New Guy received a HIGHLY SUSPICIOUS STARE.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Hmph. Common knowledge.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Er. Except to aliens.
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** <3<????????
<PurpleKoopa> "aw man dirk whyd you have to go in and steal the thunder like some kinda captain encyclopedia"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "Bloody diarrhea, more specifically."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure For the sake of thorough education.
<ZeeZee> thank2 for remiindiing me.
-*- AnotherStrider "Because it's my job to know all this shit, Roxy. And everyone else seemed too disgusted to say it. So fuck, why not leave the creepy exposition to the guy who feels comfortable doin' it?"
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<AnotherStrider> (yeah I just went ahead really quickly and blurted what I knew, I just wikipedia'd it and whoops didn't know there was blood in it)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Nah, that's cool! Bloody diarrhea is a weird thing to spew.]
<plutoniumBioanalysis> [[In which the party discusses Dysentery]]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Vergil's just being jealous/competitive.]
<plutoniumBioanalysis> [[~*TMYK*~]]
<ZeeZee> (FFFF)
<PurpleKoopa> "i guess if ANYONE knew their shit on shit & rattled off all of the expoopsition itd have to be you huh"
<PurpleKoopa> "OKAY" CLAP CLAP CLAP (invisibly)
-*- AnotherStrider tries not to crack a smile as "shit on shit". Fuck.
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<Rory_> (oi)
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-*- gallistersiveTykenure "Anyway." He'll just. Cross his arms and frown in the general direction of the nearest building. "We have a c-case to crack," he reiterated tersely. "While it seems more likely for it to solve itself than for the police to solve it, it is nevertheless of an abysmal probability."
-*- AnotherStrider replies with a boring "Yes, Roxy." And on a more serious note, "So what's the objective for today?"
<alaroraAuxilatrix> (hold on guys)
<alaroraAuxilatrix> (guys please)
<PurpleKoopa> "yeah you heard the man peeps icebreakin time is official OVAAHHHZ dirks intro is like the titanic and we have already broke CHUNKS of ice and sent enough third class passengers 2 their extremely watery + boring graves"
<alaroraAuxilatrix> (gUYS)
-*- AnotherStrider That was a bit morbid, Roxy.
<gallistersiveTykenure> [pAUSE]
-*- PurpleKoopa PAUSE ok pming the log to you
<AnotherStrider> (kk)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [I did already]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [PM it that is]
<AnotherStrider> (brb)
<plutoniumBioanalysis> [[So did I oop]]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [A'ight. uwu]
-*- PurpleKoopa  3XLOGSEND COMBO!!!!
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<plutoniumBioanalysis> [[hG ovo]]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Tiiiits uwu]
-*- PurpleKoopa hey rabbit, quicky recap - they're all at the park, halley's a dog again, kanaya and nero are back to normal, roxy's still invisible, and also dirk's in the party]]
<alaroraAuxilatrix> "are you sure you two dont want thave another nerd off first"
<alaroraAuxilatrix> "i didnt know we picked useless tmi shit for jeparody today."
<PurpleKoopa> "nero pls youre only sendin the titanic further offtrack and into more bigass 'bergs"
<alaroraAuxilatrix> "Im."
<PurpleKoopa> "last i remember we need to get 2 the tavern and do a lil investi-terrogation work"
<alaroraAuxilatrix> "Sorry I Asked."
-*- alaroraAuxilatrix Very sorry.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "Come on." Sure are touchy there. He pulled the city map from his pocket again, unfolding it while glaring at it quietly. "We are indeed going to the tavern. The previous rules of no drinking nor ice cream parades stand."
<ZeeZee> what the fuck ii2 an iice cream parade?
<alaroraAuxilatrix> "no shit weve got tget tthe tavern"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "A stupid suggestion."
<alaroraAuxilatrix> "if this was a real investigation id give you all a f fuckin minus"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure ...
<alaroraAuxilatrix> "now lets get goin already"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure ("jesus, harsh much?")
<PurpleKoopa> "its the BEST suggestion and we are the BESTigators but this is a srs case so im shutting up now"
-*- AnotherStrider "If this was a real investigation, you wouldn't be handing out grades."
-*- AnotherStrider "You'd be doin' your fuckin' job."
<alaroraAuxilatrix> "...unless ywant tinform everyone bout yet another disgustin tidbit that we all just need tknow."
-*- alaroraAuxilatrix ...
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Growl.
-*- alaroraAuxilatrix Cheeky, huh?
-*- AnotherStrider adjusts his shades. "Dude, you got a problem with me?"
<PurpleKoopa> The set of clothes bump up against Vergil, as if to prod him into leading the way.
<alaroraAuxilatrix> "ive got a few actually."
<alaroraAuxilatrix> "but now ain thtime tlist em off"
-*- AnotherStrider "Then put them to the side so we can actually get shit done."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Vergil was cut off from whatever he'd looked ready to grind out in the general direction of everyone by the bump. R-right.
<alaroraAuxilatrix> "cause today aint double fuckin dare day."
<PurpleKoopa> "(hey dude you get us there ill make sure everyone /else/ gets there /in/ /one/ /piece/ alrighty?)"
<gallistersiveTykenure> [oh gosh Roxy baby]
<ZeeZee> do you even know what 2hiit we need two get done?
-*- alaroraAuxilatrix Dirk gets a glare hot enough to melt a few thousand suns...
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "(...A-alright.)"
-*- alaroraAuxilatrix ...before he huffed and stormed away.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Um. He'll just -- what the --
-*- AnotherStrider turns to Sollux, calming down slightly. "Why don't you do me the favor of filling me in, then?"
-*- alaroraAuxilatrix Farther away than Roxy and Vergil, in fact.
-*- alaroraAuxilatrix ...Sigh.
<PurpleKoopa> "(thx broseph)"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "Da--"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Uh --
-*- alaroraAuxilatrix Is it wrong that she already has her hands in her head.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "...You d-don't know where you're g-going."
-*- alaroraAuxilatrix Is it.
<AnotherStrider> (hands in head or head in hands?)
-*- PurpleKoopa yo plutoniumBioanalysis you there bro? we're moving along to the tavern now]]
-*- alaroraAuxilatrix WHIRL.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure ...Whatever, he'll just. Start walking. Catch up to Nero and nudge him gently in the right direction. Invisible girl, you had better do your thing.
<plutoniumBioanalysis> [[Yep! uvu]]
-*- alaroraAuxilatrix ...Oh, it's just you. Whatever. So long as you're not that cocky little asshole over there, he'll. He'll be fine.
-*- alaroraAuxilatrix Though he might.
-*- alaroraAuxilatrix Stick by your side for now.
<Rabbit> (yes hello I am paying attention now bcause I failed to do so previously and a cat has invaded my space
-*- alaroraAuxilatrix Grumbling all the way.
-*- alaroraAuxilatrix Dumbass.
-*- ZeeZee opens his mouth to speak but then winces and decides it's better for everyone to keep it shut.
-*- alaroraAuxilatrix Who the hell does he think he is? Only been here for five minutes and he's already acting like he's top fucking dog.
-*- alaroraAuxilatrix God.
-*- alaroraAuxilatrix God.
-*- alaroraAuxilatrix Today.
<PurpleKoopa> "nero you grumpy bum weve gotta follow ur spikey haired lookalike remember?"
-*- alaroraAuxilatrix Was going to be a long day.
<alaroraAuxilatrix> (he is following the spiky haired look alike 8y)
<alaroraAuxilatrix> (by his side, even)
-*- Rabbit proceeds to be the robot and actually has managed to not wander off,,,
-*- Rabbit even though there might be a /slide/ here
<alaroraAuxilatrix> (like a babby who just wants his daddy but)
-*- Rabbit because
<alaroraAuxilatrix> (unka gerbil will have to do)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [gets stuck with his weird uncle 8y8y8y8y]
-*- Rabbit we need to find does people that I have stopped forgetting about
<PurpleKoopa> "wait actually i dont think i ever got ur name and i def dont want to be referring 2 you as 'taller nero' for this whole trip"
-*- ZeeZee quietly follows alongside Vergil, staring ahead quietly.
<Rabbit> (from a weird timeline)
<PurpleKoopa> "thats just as bad as 'green mario' or 'red ryu' or even 'blue dbl dragons guy' "
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Wha-- oh, right, he. Probably never did introduce himself.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure ...
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "...Red R-Ryu?"
-*- alaroraAuxilatrix So long, in fact, that she didn't feel like she had the energy to deal with it right now. Too early. Too much.
<alaroraAuxilatrix> (uH OH)
<alaroraAuxilatrix> (ROXY WHAT HAVE YOU DONE)
<AnotherStrider> (urge to shout hadoken rising)
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Erm.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure P-probably a coincidence.
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** The party finally starts towards THE BLUE LAGOON. It's about time, too! It's surprising another kidnapping hasn't taken place, during the delay. Oh, well! Better late than never. Reunions are pretty complicated things, after all! When they finally arrive, though, 'Tavern' seems like a bit of an /old/ word for a bar like this. From the outside, it looks ra
-*- gallistersiveTykenure (Somehow.)
-*- alaroraAuxilatrix ...?
-*- alaroraAuxilatrix The hell's up with him?
<PurpleKoopa> "its from street fighter yknow how ken/ryu have the same bods + movetypes + practically everything but ryus the one who gets more facetime?"
<gallistersiveTykenure> [omfg]
<AnotherStrider> (hadofuckingken)
<alaroraAuxilatrix> (roxy what have you done)
-*- gallistersiveTykenure ...Uh?
<PurpleKoopa> "hahahah im just ramblin about nerdy game grl stuff anyways im roxy hi how u doing"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "I d-d--"
<plutoniumBioanalysis> ther classy; neon sign, tinted windows, and if you listened closely, you could hear the faint sound of live jazz-- saxaphone and all.
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** Roll D10 to check if this is a STRIP BAR and not an ACTUAL BAR.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure That sounded. Vaguely like Ryu? Who just pulls a name like that coincidentally from a video ga--
-*- alaroraAuxilatrix ...Something tells him he doesn't belong in a bar like this.
-*- Rabbit !!!
-*- Rabbit live musicians ovo
-*- alaroraAuxilatrix (His old man definitely didn't belong in a bar like this.)
-*- alaroraAuxilatrix (Except.)
-*- alaroraAuxilatrix (Maybe as one of the musicians.)
-*- AnotherStrider is somewhat surprised. "What is this, a fucking speakeasy?"
-*- alaroraAuxilatrix Tug tug. Hey. Heeeey.
<alaroraAuxilatrix> "dude--"
-*- alaroraAuxilatrix ...Oh. Where they here already?
-*- alaroraAuxilatrix She peers out of her fingered prison to check.
<Rabbit> "I d-don't know, but whatevah it is, it looks like fun." He smiles a bit, before catching himself. "Er, 'cept we probably shouldn't hang around more den we need to, y'know."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure What-- o-oh, he. They were here.
-*- Rabbit http://trekkiebeth.tumblr.com/post/37751890404/rabbit-reference-photos-photos-by-trekkiebeth
-*- Rabbit refs
-*- Rabbit http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_me4ci446p91qi5e1zo1_400.jpg-
-*- Rabbit  4 lamby
<AnotherStrider> (kk)
<PurpleKoopa> "yes dirk yes it is"
-*- Rabbit looks more robutty but you get the gist
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "(...N-name's Ve-Vergil,)" he mumbled belatedly. Though she seemed. A little distracted now.
-*- AnotherStrider adjusts his shades once again. "All right. Let's get to work, then."
-*- alaroraAuxilatrix wHO DIED AND MADE YOU KING--
-*- gallistersiveTykenure H m p h.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "Ri-right."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Damn that stutter --
<PurpleKoopa> "(hi vergil) ok anyway whats the name of our suspect were supposed to find here?"
-*- ZeeZee quietly Ainsley walks up to the side of the door, turns to face away from the bar and sits down.
-*- AnotherStrider approaches the floating clothes that mark the presence of his Rogue friend. "So what the fuck are we doing, again?"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "We...don't have a n-name," he replied, a little more slowly. (Still wasn't completely gone, but. B-better.) All abrupt wondering shaken off, Vergil scanned the room for any conspicuous characters. Or anyone who looked like a regular, really. If they were there often, they had plenty of opportunity to witness something.
<PurpleKoopa> "were searching for a lead in this kidnapping case but unfortunately im actually the WORSTvestigator and idk who im supposed to be looking for"
<PurpleKoopa> "oh"
<PurpleKoopa> "ok our lead suspect is mr no name i guess"
<PurpleKoopa> "or mrs or ms no name cant forget all those infamous ladynappers"
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-*- gallistersiveTykenure Their lead suspect was absolutely no one. Better off than the police, who couldn't even do a good enough job to check all the potential witnesses.
-*- PurpleKoopa pause for cg real quick?]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [We should probably pause/slow down for CG to get back --]
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** -=DENIZEN: CARMEN SANDIEGO=-
<ZeeZee> (YES)
<plutoniumBioanalysis> [[But yes yes pausing would be good uvuv]]
-*- AnotherStrider frowns. This is fuckin' easy, if the old episodes of those TV shows were accurate in the slightest. He had about a thousand plans of action forming in his head; the trouble was which one would he pick?
<AnotherStrider> (OH pausy time ok)
-*- Rabbit idk but there's a chance Rabbit might try to join da musicians on stage
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Log sent in advance.]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Brbish, going to probably grab a drink or a sandwich from the fridge.]
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-*- PurpleKoopa yo log's in your skype
<chthonianGunslinger> "...cmon are you guys serious."
-*- PurpleKoopa Roxy scopes around the room to get a good look at other bar patrons. NOBODY can tell they're getting watched by an invisible girl with still visible clothing.
<chthonianGunslinger> "you dont have any idea how this works dyeh."
<chthonianGunslinger> "yalways ask thbartender first jesus"
-*- AnotherStrider 's frown sinks down a little further. Damn his genre-blind player!
-*- chthonianGunslinger At least, that's what his dad always did.
<ZeeZee> iif iit'2 all the 2ame two you guy2 ii'm gonna 2iit iin the corner for a liittle biit...
<plutoniumBioanalysis> [[Oops hold on for a second I]]
<AnotherStrider> (i am so meta)
-*- chthonianGunslinger Always, always ask the bartender first. Ask him about the going-ons, any suspicious activity, any weirdo patrons.
<plutoniumBioanalysis> [[Need to type the bar description--]]
<PurpleKoopa> "oh yeah whoop yknow the LAST time i did this i just busted down the doors & screamed out the name of our target, mcclyde"
<PurpleKoopa> "but uh guess thats not gonna work for our mysterious anon person heheh"
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Whoops, paused to harass Mom --]
-*- AnotherStrider "'Target'?" Dirk asks Roxy.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Kanaya had slipped in so quietly, one might've wondered if she was ever there at all. Nevermind how strange and new this place was, she was already too much in a slump to bother with it. It was.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Inconsequential.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "I would prefer not to interact with the bartender if I can help it."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure F r o w n.
<PurpleKoopa> "o this was something we did WAY back dirk we were at this seaside town and i was lookin 4 this sea captain dude named mcclyde"
<chthonianGunslinger> "fine."
<chthonianGunslinger> "ill do it"
<chthonianGunslinger> "ychicken."
<PurpleKoopa> "then he loaned us his ship and we fought the space kraken tl;dr it was awesome"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Eyeroll. "Oh, yes, brilliant."
-*- AnotherStrider waves his hand. "Forget it, Roxy." He pauses for a moment, thoughtful. "These guys could use a DJ instead of a band."
<chthonianGunslinger> "ycan go look mopey on one of thtables or whatever."
<chthonianGunslinger> "its what ydo best--"
<ZeeZee> ...
<chthonianGunslinger> "ey roxy ycomin."
<ZeeZee> wow
-*- gallistersiveTykenure ...
-*- gallistersiveTykenure  "And I suppose you'll harass him into telling us."
<PurpleKoopa> "spin me them records babes ive g2g"
<chthonianGunslinger> "could always use a wingman."
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** The door opens to toned down lights and an /especially/ skilled group of musicians just begining their next performance. The place /definitely/ didn't look like it'd be going out of business any time soon, the proprieters of The Electric Lagoon being so many in number-- odd, being still more or less early. Despite the excellent turnout today, however,
<plutoniumBioanalysis> very few people seem to be attracted to the bar stools. Only one happened to be chatting up the bartender, as a matter of fact; a middleaged woman, blonde hair tied up in a bun and white lab coat drapping over her stool's back.
<chthonianGunslinger> "wow verge yaint as bad at this as i thought"
-*- PurpleKoopa Roxy switches her party position to NERO'S WINGMAN.
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** ... Funny attire to be wearing to a bar, but. /You/ guys don't have a lot of place to judge.
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** Mr /Fire/ /Attire/.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "Hold on."
<chthonianGunslinger> "mustve watched at least one episode of mangum pi tpick that up."
-*- chthonianGunslinger hE'S.
-*- chthonianGunslinger HONORING SOMEONE.
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kvHORXS5Xms
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Vergil motioned vaguely, hand low, in the direction of the Mysterious Woman. "(Rather stands out, don't you think?)"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure (Victory. No need to ask the barkeep.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (You keep telling yourself that.)
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Had to keep his voice down, of course. Wouldn't want to spook her.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (And yet...)
<chthonianGunslinger> "(definitely aint thkind of attire ywear ta place like this thats fsure.)"
-*- AnotherStrider "No fuckin' duh."
-*- PurpleKoopa Roxy imperceptibly squints at the lady on the bar stool. Something about her seemed almost... familiar? Hm. Maybe it was just the blonde hair and the lab coat.
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** The GM is personally shocked that Kanaya didn't point out her clothes first.
<chthonianGunslinger> "(ssssh!):
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Eyeroll (fUCKING JERK). "(Keep your voice down.)"
<chthonianGunslinger> "(what? ytryin to scare her off?)"
<chthonianGunslinger> "(lay low yidiot!)"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Kanaya would've pointed out that HIDEOUS OUTFIT if she wasn't too busy BEING LOST.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Apparently a place like this wasn't so INCONSEQUENTIAL at all.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Oh dear.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "(...By the way.)"
-*- AnotherStrider rolls his eyes.
<AnotherStrider> (I only just picked up that parentheses = whispering)
<AnotherStrider> (uuuuuugh)
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** Kanaya is lost to the herd of drunks and sea of jazz. She was never heard from again.
-*- PurpleKoopa you're doing fine, lamby uvu
<plutoniumBioanalysis> [[Definitely ovo]]
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Ah-hem. "(The entire atmosphere of this establishment is inappropriate for a disc jockey.)"
-*- Rabbit she blends in withe the neons tOO WELL
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Yeah, he hEARD YOU.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Can't escape these ears. >B[
-*- PurpleKoopa Roxy's about to say something about how the lady looks like a scientist, probably experimenting with molecular mixology or some other esoteric drinking science. But she takes Nero's advice and lays low for now.
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Also yes you are doing excellent uwu]
-*- chthonianGunslinger Perhaps she shouldn't have let herself get so down. Now she was seperated from the group in this awful-- but strangely very pleasant-- crowd.
<AnotherStrider> "(Dude, everyone could use a DJ.)"
-*- chthonianGunslinger She sat herself down in a seat and sighed, dejected. Oh, the things she gets herself into these days.
-*- Rabbit will
<chthonianGunslinger> "(...are yblind?)"
<chthonianGunslinger> "(it dont get more old school than this numbnuts)"
<chthonianGunslinger> "(sides)"
<chthonianGunslinger> "(that dont got shit tdo with anythin)"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "(Perhaps to play music at a locale that cannot afford the proper band, but not in the full capacity of the role.)"
-*- AnotherStrider "(I can't make a fuckin' joke?)"
-*- Rabbit proceed to wander away from you bickering three year olds, heading towards the band to better listen.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure nO YOU CAN'T --
-*- Rabbit no fun verge
-*- chthonianGunslinger y'bAD AT IT--
<PurpleKoopa> "(shhhhhh!)"
-*- chthonianGunslinger BOOOOO--
-*- chthonianGunslinger GET OFF THE STAGE
-*- gallistersiveTykenure GET OFF THE ST--
-*- Rabbit vergil's coat is the official attire of the no fun police
<gallistersiveTykenure> [omfg]
-*- Rabbit hahaha
-*- Rabbit way to go
-*- gallistersiveTykenure The blue is slick and. Serious. B[
-*- AnotherStrider waves his hand at the dude criticizing him. Would it kill people to learn a thing or two about irony?
-*- PurpleKoopa Roxy gets down on her knees and scoots in a little closer to the barstool, still keeping quiet as to not be noticed. She turns an ear to eavesdrop on their conversation.
-*- Rabbit my pappy died from irony you lil-
<AnotherStrider> (LMFAO)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Pause again --]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Not sure what CG's internet is doing but she's offline on Skype.]
-*- PurpleKoopa side note: i'm loving the sam & max jazz here]]
<plutoniumBioanalysis> [[I've got it by the barrelful I'm just]]
<plutoniumBioanalysis> [[Slow w/ a lot of stuff tonight]]
<plutoniumBioanalysis> [[But yes pausing uvu]]
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<gallistersiveTykenure> [Yeah, there it went.]
-*- ZeeZee in the mean time Sollux scoots away to a table in the corner.
-*- Rabbit whatever happened to sol's library escapades
-*- PurpleKoopa he used library books for toilet paper and got kicked out
-*- plutoniumBioanalysis Wait did I]]
<AnotherStrider> (LOL)
-*- plutoniumBioanalysis Miss something about Sollux going to the library--]]
-*- Rabbit pffff
-*- Rabbit when they were at the bulletin board he read about two side quests and wandered off to the library, or at least intended to
-*- PurpleKoopa i think that happened around the time you had to go - zee, it's cool if we get back to that later, right?]
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<chthonianGunslinger> (uGGGH)
-*- PurpleKoopa need the log?
<chthonianGunslinger> (please tell me you guys didn't do too much)
<ZeeZee> (He was going to do that, but yeah. :B)
<chthonianGunslinger> (/please/)
<AnotherStrider> (not really, CG)
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Vergil attempted to use his totally op ears to eavesdrop at a distance. Shouldn't be hard. ...Right?
-*- gallistersiveTykenure ...Yeah. Yeah, not like his abilities would be different here or anything.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Meanwhile, Halley was. Apparently also lost. With the Firefly. He didn't really mind, honestly -- this bar reminded him of the kind of place his old master might head to, once in a while, when he was feeling social.
<ZeeZee> (I figured he just COULDN'T GET THERE BECAUSE DYSENTERY.)
-*- PurpleKoopa we're pausing for you, dude)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [No worries. I just wrote that.]
<chthonianGunslinger> (ohhhhh phew)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [And I caught that you were offline on Skype pretty immediately, so it wasn't much.]
<chthonianGunslinger> (thanks man)
-*- PurpleKoopa sent!)
-*- AnotherStrider "(So... Who brought the dog?)"
<gallistersiveTykenure> [There were only a few messages with Roxy and Dirk, in-character, I think? Nothing major.]
-*- chthonianGunslinger aNYWAY--
-*- gallistersiveTykenure ...He hadn't really thought about it that much --
<plutoniumBioanalysis> [[Oh yes welcome back cG-- I shall get to posting uvu]]
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Mostly because it dIDN'T MATTER YOU UNNECESSARILY ANGULAR SUNGLASSES WEARING PRICK --
<PurpleKoopa> "(thats jakes dog now /shoosh/ im tryin 2 be incognito here)"
-*- Rabbit enter bar. half of group wanders away
-*- chthonianGunslinger Nero lowers himself onto the nearest table, slipping in next to his uncle to peer at the patron. Screw this douche. They had work to do.
-*- Rabbit wow you two are aweful at dis
-*- Rabbit er, three?
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...At least the music was nice.
-*- AnotherStrider finds a table far enough away so as to be inconspicuous, and sits down.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Heheh. Master's kind of swing.
-*- Rabbit anyways if I hadn't wandered off I'd show you how a /real/ man/robot investigates
-*- ZeeZee ALREADY DID THAT.
-*- AnotherStrider Wait, shit, he doesn't have any money. Fuck.
<chthonianGunslinger> "((...thank god.))"
-*- ZeeZee hah, the dog has more money than you.
<chthonianGunslinger> "((a second sooner and i was gonna toss his ass outta here.))"
<AnotherStrider> (THE DOG HAS MORE MONEY THEN EVERYONE.)
<AnotherStrider> (SHOOSH.)
-*- PurpleKoopa > dirk: hey pooch i was your masters boyfriend can i borrow a twenty
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "((tell me about it.))" Hmph.
-*- AnotherStrider tries not to flip off the other two guys.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "((a rather...infuriating individual.))"
-*- Rabbit >Halley: but my master died when you were four
-*- AnotherStrider fails, but at least he's discreet about it.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure (?) Vergil will remember that.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Nero tried real hard not to either!
-*- chthonianGunslinger But, oh, seems like he rolled a critical miss here.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Too bad!
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** Kanaya seats herself in the first available seat she comes across. It's surprisingly a pretty good seat to listen to the band, too! Lucky you. Rabbit manages to find a rather nice place to watch, too. Their haunting JAZZ MUSIC comes to an end all too soon, however, as they take a polite bow-- followed by a rather pleased applause.
-*- PurpleKoopa hahahah the walking vergil]]
<AnotherStrider> (Oh, are we doing dice now?)
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "((pfft.))"
<chthonianGunslinger> (no it)
<chthonianGunslinger> (iz joek)
<chthonianGunslinger> (8y)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [i.e. Nero flipped him off back --]
-*- AnotherStrider (yoinks out the D20. OH SHIT.)
<chthonianGunslinger> "((god knows he earned it.))"
-*- Rabbit claps!
-*- AnotherStrider proceeds to engage in a contest of creative and discreet finger-givings.
<AnotherStrider> (fuck, rolled a 4.(
<AnotherStrider> *)
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "((i suppose we must tolerate him. for roxy's sake.))" She.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure She was nice.
<PurpleKoopa> "(ok im not lookin @ what youre doing but if its gonna start a bar brawl than knock that shit out)"
-*- AnotherStrider "(Nah, it's fine.)"
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** "Thank you, thank you. Team PROBLEM SLEUTH, part time jazz band (And sometimes detectives too I guess) will be taking five, for no--"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Oh yes, very enchanting. They deserve the most jovial of applause.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure And some tail-wagging. Enthusiastic tail-wagging.
<chthonianGunslinger> "((how thhell can she even stand im?))"
-*- AnotherStrider recognizes Problem Sleuth and applauds appropriately, putting on hold the middle finger contest.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Cheery panting. You know. Happy dog sort of things.
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** "(I th-- thought we w-were going to call our band the-- the rather beautiful but not boastfully so swan lotuses.)"
<gallistersiveTykenure> [omfg]
<chthonianGunslinger> "((shes too good for a blowhard like im.))"
<chthonianGunslinger> (awwwww pickle inspector)
<ZeeZee> (Yes good.)
<AnotherStrider> (Abstracted Thought is the best.)
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** "(/I/ thought we agreed we were /mEN/--)"
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** "(then why didnt we call it thbattlecry death pigeons)"
<PurpleKoopa> "(whoa is that janeys fav webcomic??? wait shit got 2 focus here)"
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** "(We'll--)"
<chthonianGunslinger> "((anyway))"
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** "(We'll discuss this /later/ okay, just.)"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "((heh. he's w--))"
<chthonianGunslinger> "((snot that important))"
<PurpleKoopa> "(cant be questionin fictionality or swayin my buttside back n forth to these smooth as shit jazz solos)"
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** "We'll be taking /ten/."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure ("oh, y'one t'fuckin' talk.")
<chthonianGunslinger> "((he dont need any more attention than hes already gettin.))"
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** Meanwhile!
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "((...r-right.))"
<chthonianGunslinger> "((worse than one of em webcam girlks.))
<chthonianGunslinger> "((whatever.))"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Mmhm.
-*- AnotherStrider pulls out iPod from sylladex.
<chthonianGunslinger> "((...you okay?))"
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** Roxy, with the aid of her invisibility, manages to successfully sneak by the woman and EAVESDROP on their conversation! Because privacy is just another hurdle in the race towards the TRUTH.
-*- AnotherStrider calmly picks a song and quietly jams.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "((fine.))"
<chthonianGunslinger> "((ysure?))"
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** "You wouldn't /believe/ the kind of strings I had to pull just to get out of there for a week. I'm surprised they didn't fire me when I made the request!"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "((...yes, i'm fi-fine.))"
<chthonianGunslinger> (so can we assume that the op demon hearing failed us here 8y)
<chthonianGunslinger> "((...if ysay so.))"
<plutoniumBioanalysis> [[To be fair there's]]
-*- chthonianGunslinger AWKWARD.
<plutoniumBioanalysis> [[A lot of people in the bar 8y]]
-*- chthonianGunslinger SILENCE.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "((i d-do.))"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure ...
<chthonianGunslinger> "((...s-so.))"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "((any su-suspicions, regarding...))"
-*- PurpleKoopa (yes b/c you guys are bickerbutts)
<chthonianGunslinger> "((what dythink shes up to?))"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Uh.
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** "t0 be fair"
-*- Rabbit detectives, huh. Rabbit gets a brilliant idea, moving from his spot to pursue the band. Maybe they'd have done some investigatein'. and if dat fails, well, maybe they could give him some hints to pass along to the group.
-*- AnotherStrider whistles at Halley.
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** "fr0m the s0und 0f things"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Oh, that's weird.
-*- Rabbit oh my gosh is aradia the bartender
-*- chthonianGunslinger Really.
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** "y0ud be lucky if y0u were just fired"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Really.
-*- Rabbit (can we abduct her into the group)
-*- chthonianGunslinger Really weird.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Jesus.
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** It /isn/'/t/! She'll have you know she's been a bartender for /fifteen/ /years/. That's what it says on her ID.
-*- ZeeZee glances over to the band... Gets up from his slouching in the corner and starts to walk after them but winces and just ends up sitting on a corner stool of the bar.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure He and Dante had long worked to avoid voicing the same thoughts or finishing one another's sentences. He felt like an awkward preteen at a new, unfamiliar middle school all over again.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure (They'd never really managed to avoid it.)
-*- gallistersiveTykenure (At...all.)
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Huh -- wha??
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** (Her name is Gloria Seinfeld and she is an upstanding citizen that happens to wear trenchcoats and Afedora and other things that are nOT DISGUISES.)
-*- AnotherStrider can just /smell/ money on that dog.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Halley looked up at the whistle from where he was inspecting a crumb that had been missed on the ground. Who --
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Oh, it was that. Stranger.
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** "Hah, yeah. But... ionno."
-*- AnotherStrider waves hand towards Halley.
-*- AnotherStrider /Shit, is this how you summon a dog? Fuck./
<chthonianGunslinger> "((well i uh--))"
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** "I just wish I could go out more, you know? Being stuck in that... /that/ place, day and night? I didn't know I was signing up for that, you know? I mean..."
<chthonianGunslinger> "((uh...))"
<chthonianGunslinger> "((it.))"
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** "..."
<chthonianGunslinger> "((seems like she knows thbartender really well.))"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Looked like he wanted him to come...? The canine glanced uncertainly at the jazz club's very own glowy-skinned alien, dressed elegantly to boot, and whined. Girl he is being beckoned and he rEALLY WANTS OFF OF THIS LEASH NOW PLEASE.
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** Siiigh.
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** "Alright, /who/ left their clothes here."
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Oh, were they being beckoned? She had been somewhat occupied by the band's, ah, troubles there.
-*- chthonianGunslinger She had almost considered going after them, but...
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Well.
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** Both arms extend themselves towards the afformentioned clothes. That may or may not just be Roxy, but--
-*- chthonianGunslinger It was as good as plan as any, was it? Might as well do something while she was here.
<ZeeZee> (And cop a feel.)
-*- AnotherStrider SHIT ROXY.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Alright Halley, out you go. But no biting the new boy in blue, understand?
-*- PurpleKoopa OH SHIT
-*- AnotherStrider really wants to act fast and get Roxy out of there, but that would be a little obvious. Fuck.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "((...yes, that would appear to be th-the case --))"
-*- chthonianGunslinger She's got a band of detectives to tail.
<chthonianGunslinger> "((...oh ygotta be kiddin.))"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Oh, great.
<chthonianGunslinger> "((what is she doin out there?))"
-*- ZeeZee reeeeaches out and grabs hold of one of the arms reaching for said "clothes."
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** "Really, this isn't /that/ kind of bar. You can't just--"
<ZeeZee> excu2e me...
<chthonianGunslinger> "((ynot spposed tget that close!))"
<ZeeZee> could ii get 2ome water?
-*- gallistersiveTykenure He slid casually to the edge of his seat, narrowing his eyes --
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Oh, phew. Nice save.
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** "0h"
-*- PurpleKoopa Roxy stays as still as she possibly can under pressure! Which isn't exactly a whole lot!! But don't push her!!!!!!
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** "0kay but"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Jesus, that was close.
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** "are th0se y0ur cl0thes"
-*- Rabbit closes computer briefly sigh
<ZeeZee> theyre my friiend'2 yeah...
-*- chthonianGunslinger Hey, you. Invisbutt. Get over here you dummy!
-*- ZeeZee winces and slouches forward against the bar.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure The dog tapped across the room, ignoring any odd looks he may get -- the very swagger in his step fit right in with the jazzy nature of the club, as if he was whelped in such a place in the very era from which it stemmed, lifetimes ago.
-*- chthonianGunslinger 'Fore you get your unseen ass caught.
-*- chthonianGunslinger You didn't think any of those things could've been possibly gestured in one move.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure He cast the Demon a sharp, wary glance and a growl before slowly returning his attention to the Stranger.
-*- chthonianGunslinger But Nero.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Sup.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Nero nails it.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Oh. The dog was there.
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** "y0u might want t0 tell y0ur friend n0t t0 leave all her cl0thes in a bar f0r n0 apparent reas0n its n0t"
-*- AnotherStrider "(Hey, boy. I can practically smell the money off you. Mind sharing twenty bucks or so?")
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** "g00d f0r business"
-*- PurpleKoopa Ms. Invisibutt starts shuffles backwards toward Nero while the woman talks to Sollux. Hopefully she's distracted. Hopefully.
<plutoniumBioanalysis> *** "the business that i have"
<ZeeZee> (YOU ARE TALKING TO A DOG DIRK.)
-*- gallistersiveTykenure He'd just. Casually scoot to the inside of the booth. Um.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure ...
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Mooch.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "((mooch.))"
<ZeeZee> ii'll let her know next tiime ii 2ee herrrf...
-*- chthonianGunslinger "((freal.))"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure hE HEARD THAT DEMON
-*- gallistersiveTykenure AND JUST FOR THAT
-*- chthonianGunslinger "((hes got all these great fuckin qualities i just cant hold em al--))"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Oh shit here she comes--
-*- AnotherStrider ("I kinda need an excuse to sit here, y'know.")
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Sure, Human, he'll throw you a bone.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Yeah, clever. Get yourself a drink and such. Blend in.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Hell, take a page from the dog's book, if you want. Walk like him, talk like him, you'll fit in with style to spare in no time.
-*- PurpleKoopa Ms. Invisibutt starts shuffles backwards toward Nero while the woman talks to Sollux. Hopefully she's distracted. Hopefully.
-*- PurpleKoopa *shuffling
-*- chthonianGunslinger His dad would kill him if he even thought about buying a drink--
-*- chthonianGunslinger Uh.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Well.
-*- chthonianGunslinger He would.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Dad? Forget his dad. His uncle would kill him.
<ZeeZee> ii don't mean two be pu2hy but that water...?
-*- chthonianGunslinger Yeah, do you really think Mr. No Fun Zone here would let him even have a taste?
-*- chthonianGunslinger Not even from a Virgin Mary, probably.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "((didn't i say no drinking?))" Hmph. Asshole. Couldn't even listen to orders from someone with seniority in the group.
<chthonianGunslinger> (volgrel you're like)
<chthonianGunslinger> (fourteen)
<chthonianGunslinger> (i don't think you understand what seniority means)
-*- gallistersiveTykenure ("yeah, by two days o' so. y'tout that authority like y'always do.")
<plutoniumBioanalysis> [[Guys can I]]
<chthonianGunslinger> (oh)
<chthonianGunslinger> (sssssorry dude y8)
<plutoniumBioanalysis> [[Can you slow down possibly I'm]]
<plutoniumBioanalysis> [[Sort of dealing w/ a lot and]]
<plutoniumBioanalysis> [[y:>]]
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<ZeeZee> (Is okay.)
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<PK2> (hi I missed a lot)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Lamby might be having a computer/internet issue now too --]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Log coming up.]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [PM'd you.]
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<plutoniumBioanalysis> [[Welcome back, Lamby-- also sorry, I'm]]
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<Jaspersprite> [[I was fumbling through things Flarp wise uou]]
<AnotherStrider> (it's ok)
<AnotherStrider> (Just waiting for things to pick up)
<AnotherStrider> (Dirk's really got nothin' to do.)
-*- Rabbit besides mooch off da pooch
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "(Sit down, Roxy. Di-did you...get any information?)"
<Jaspersprite> *** "n0t t0 be rude but i was with /an0ther/ cust0mer first thank y0u very much"
<gallistersiveTykenure> [sweet rhyme]
-*- Rabbit danka uvu
<Jaspersprite> *** "Jennifer, it's fine--"
<Jaspersprite> *** "(gl0ria)"
<ZeeZee> ...
<Jaspersprite> *** "(its gl0ria seinfeld this m0nth)"
<AnotherStrider> (lol)
<Jaspersprite> *** "(Oh.)"
-*- AnotherStrider Well that's a fake name if he ever heard one.
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-*- AnotherStrider That was the most unironic fail ever.
<chthonianGunslinger> (SO HOW ABOUT THAT BAR FOOD?)
<chthonianGunslinger> (WHAT'S THE DEAL WITH THAAAAAT?)
<ZeeZee> look ii ju2t want 2ome water... becau2e ii thiink iit'd be a pretty great iidea for everyone here iif ii diidn't to22 my grubcake2.
-*- Rabbit wanders away briefly again I need to stop drinking sO MANY THINGS)
<Jaspersprite> *** "Gloria, it's fine. I can't keep you all night, as much as I'd like to." She takes a sip of her own drink, eyes fixiated on the bottom of the glass. "Besides, I."
<Jaspersprite> *** "I'm not entirely sure what 'tossing my grubcakes' means, but it's probably the most disgusting thing I've ever heard in my pressence."
<Jaspersprite> *** "it is"
<Jaspersprite> *** "(n0t that i w0uld be aware 0f what it means either)"
<PK2> "(uhhh i im still kinda listenin to their convo r/n verge)"
<Jaspersprite> *** "(being gl0ria seinfeld and all)"
<chthonianGunslinger> "(...ycan hear all thway from here?)"
<ZeeZee> ...
<chthonianGunslinger> "(thhell have we been doin then?)"
<PK2> "(sollux is talkin to em maybe you visible folk should butt in)"
<chthonianGunslinger> "(ssshshshshh!)"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Okay, now he's listening for real.
<Jaspersprite> *** The glass is fetched right away-- alebit, begrudgingly-- filled with water fresh from the tap and slid across the counter. "there we are"
<ZeeZee> riight... the human term ii2 to22iing your cookiie2 or 2omethiing liike that...
<ZeeZee> thank2...
<PK2> "(i have to stay here and work on perfin my laundrisguise-- whoop im zoppin)"
-*- AnotherStrider "(Is it just me, or do we have another troll in the speakeasy?)"
<Jaspersprite> *** "d0 y0u need anything else then stranger pers0n"
<ZeeZee> ii have a name you know
-*- AnotherStrider waves a hand. "Yo! I could use some water over here.:
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** MEANWHILE -- Kanaya creeps toward the BACKSTAGE AREA, going...mostly unnoticed. Anyone who thinks it's odd seems to decide it's also not their problem.
<Jaspersprite> *** "that is w0nderful t0 hear"
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** What she finds there should...
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Should really have been fully expected.
<Jaspersprite> *** "0h"
-*- Rabbit quietly reminds that Rabbit should be in the vicinity with kan
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<ZeeZee> the fuck you need water for you're not even 2iick
-*- AnotherStrider "I'm fucking thirsty, you moron."
<Jaspersprite> *** "im s0rry but we are fresh 0ut 0f water"
-*- ZeeZee snrk.
<Jaspersprite> *** "that was 0ur last glass i am afraid"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Jesus christ, gag him on a spoon.
<Jaspersprite> *** "perhaps the tw0 0f y0u c0uld share i have s0me straws"
<ZeeZee> look2 liike you'll actually have two buy 2omethiing
-*- AnotherStrider is astounded. "What the f- How can you be out of fucking water?!"
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "Look, the /Battlecry/ /Death/ /Pigeons/ is the kinda thing that'll get us kICKED OFF THIS GIG --"
<ZeeZee> hey
-*- chthonianGunslinger What is up with these people.
<Jaspersprite> *** "i kn0w right"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Dumbasses don't know the art of laying low.
<Jaspersprite> *** "i was sh0cked t00"
<Jaspersprite> *** "tap water n0netheless"
<ZeeZee> 2he cannot help her lack of water
<PK2> "(nero our bestigators r a total patoot these dudes aint doing anything chat up w the bartenda)"
-*- AnotherStrider rests his hand back on the table. "What fountain sodas d'you got?"
<Jaspersprite> *** "the stranger that happens t0 have a name als0 is c0rrect"
<PK2> "(unless them not having much water is a clue? don't really c how tho)"
<Jaspersprite> *** "weve g0t r00t beer with0ut r00t and c0la spiked with b0urb0n"
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "ytellin me /problem/ /sleuths/ any better its a /band/ were not solvin no pickles up there whats with that plug"
<chthonianGunslinger> "(im gonna be honest here fonce)"
<chthonianGunslinger> "(i jus wanna see how fuckin stupid this whole thing can get.)"
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "yjust tryin ttake all thpotential /business/ or somethin"
<ZeeZee> the 2tranger that happen2 two have a name that ii2 2ollux
-*- AnotherStrider sighs. "I'll take a beer, then. Provided you're allowed to fucking sell it."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "(Don't forget why we're doing this. Now be quiet.)"
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...My, aren't they.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Volatile.
-*- chthonianGunslinger She decided to stay back from now, hiding behind the curtains. Might as well do some reconissance before stepping in for their advice.
<PK2> "(ugggghhh gooood theyre all talkin about drinks and everything i s2fg im gonna diiiieeeeeee)"
<Jaspersprite> *** "im all0wed t0 sell it as l0ng as y0u d0nt g0 ar0und advertising it"
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...!?
-*- chthonianGunslinger Oh.
-*- chthonianGunslinger No.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Roxy--
<Jaspersprite> *** "f0r what its w0rth ill water it d0w--"
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "You know, we -- we could work this out -- please stop glaring at each other -- oh dear --"
<Jaspersprite> *** "well"
-*- Rabbit hi kan
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** How could you leave the Pickle Inspector hanging like this, Kanaya.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Oh. Hello Robot.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** He sounds so flustered and vaguely attempting to get a handle on the situation and.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** 8<
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Oh. O-oh my. He does sound to be in something of a... Pickle.
-*- Rabbit badumpsh
<Jaspersprite> *** "i c0uld water it d0wn with sprite but thats generally the 0nly thing cl0se t0 water that i have"
-*- chthonianGunslinger It'd be rude for her not to step in now, not when he was being so brutalized.
-*- chthonianGunslinger So she'll just.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Awkwardly shuffle out.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "(Just --)" Ok. Ok.
-*- chthonianGunslinger And wave.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Calm down.
-*- Rabbit  follows, only less awkwardly.
<PK2> "(redgrave u gotta help me im like twelve secs away from falling invisassfirst off the wagon train 2 sobertown)"
<chthonianGunslinger> "Um."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure 1. 2. 3.
<chthonianGunslinger> "H-Hello."
-*- Rabbit waves as well
<ZeeZee> 2o ii, the 2tranger that ha2 a name that ii2 2ollux have a que2tiion for you jenniifer who ii2 thii2 month gloriia
<Rabbit> "Somethin' wrong here, fellas?"
<chthonianGunslinger> "(c-cmon! ycant just fluke out on us like this.)"
-*- AnotherStrider "Then I'll take some sprite. Without the alcohol. That really so hard?"
<chthonianGunslinger> "(think of all thmissin kids.)"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "(Sobriety is hea--)" No, no, keep. Keep counting.
<Jaspersprite> *** "yes stranger that has a name that is s0llux wh0 happens t0 have a questi0n f0r jennifer wh0 is this m0nth gl0ria wh0 is me"
<Jaspersprite> *** "what is it"
<chthonianGunslinger> "(ydont wanna let em down do yeh?)"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure 4. 5. 6. Right. Yeah. The kids.
<Jaspersprite> *** "and yes it is actually that hard"
<Jaspersprite> *** "y0u arent a bartender y0u w0uldnt understand"
<chthonianGunslinger> "(thmoment yglug down that bottle is thmoment ylet em down.)"
-*- chthonianGunslinger This.
-*- chthonianGunslinger This moment felt so familiar.
<ZeeZee> do you know anythiing about the dii2appearence2 of the people who nobody 2eem2 two really giive a two biit2 about?
-*- chthonianGunslinger Uncomfortably familiar.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "(..Just. K-keep it up, for now.)"
-*- AnotherStrider holds his face in his hands. This is so sad. So fucking sad.
<Jaspersprite> *** "well i w0uld"
-*- AnotherStrider "Just get me a beer, then."
<Jaspersprite> *** "but i d0nt give tw0 bits ab0ut it 0u0"
<ZeeZee> hmmm
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "((...what's wrong?))"
<ZeeZee> darn
<Jaspersprite> *** "with 0r with0ut the sprite"
<Jaspersprite> *** "(that was my attempt at a j0ke th0)"
<chthonianGunslinger> "((...its.))"
<chthonianGunslinger> "((i-its nothin.))"
<chthonianGunslinger> "((jus))"
<Jaspersprite> *** "(i mean i kn0w s0mething ab0ut the disappearances but)"
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** The trio, effectively interrupted, turns to regard the approaching...
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Uh.
<Jaspersprite> *** "(well)"
<chthonianGunslinger> "((j-jus keep listenin in o-okay?))"
<Jaspersprite> *** "(my friend here--)"
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Robot. And glowy alien girl.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Yeah.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Hi.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure F r o w n.
-*- Rabbit good thing you've seen weirder shit
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Yeah, pretty much, Robot-dude.
<Jaspersprite> *** "/No/." The no comes out so quickly, so accusatory, she almost spits out her drink in the process.
<PK2> "(...y-yeah youre right neer id be one shitpoor excuse of a person if i figured GET DRONK > save the kids)"
<Jaspersprite> *** "0h"
<ZeeZee> ?
<ZeeZee> ii2 2omething the matter?
-*- AnotherStrider waits for it
-*- AnotherStrider WAIT FOR IT...
<ZeeZee> you know
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "You gotta be kiddin'."
<ZeeZee> other than the fact that there'2 no water here...
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "they lettin civvies back here now"
-*- chthonianGunslinger "(s-see? i knew ywere b-better than-- than tha--)"
-*- chthonianGunslinger !?
-*- chthonianGunslinger What got in her bonnet?
<ZeeZee> (A BEE -1)
<AnotherStrider> (LOL)
<chthonianGunslinger> "...Uh."
<chthonianGunslinger> "Yes Well I Would Consider Ourselves Civillians But."
<chthonianGunslinger> "Um."
<Rabbit> "Oh no, actually! I'm a musician myself, an' this here's my assistant." He gestures to Kanaya.
<chthonianGunslinger> "O-Oh."
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "...Dick, we're backstage. Not wo-- you know what. Whatever." The speaker seems to give up entirely there.
<chthonianGunslinger> "Yes Thats Absolutely Correct."
<PK2> "(ruh roh do we get ourselves a perp????)"
<chthonianGunslinger> "Rabbit Here Is A Fantastic Musician."
<chthonianGunslinger> "(sounds suspicious tme.)"
<chthonianGunslinger> "(wonder what riled her up?)"
<Jaspersprite> *** "Yeah, there's something that's the matter. But it's nothing some /kid/ I just met in a bar needs to know about."
<Jaspersprite> *** "actually"
<chthonianGunslinger> "(looked like that troll was whisperin somethin tbeeboy over there.)"
<ZeeZee> hey
<ZeeZee> hey
<ZeeZee> woah
<ZeeZee> ii am no kiid
<chthonianGunslinger> "(maybe...?)"
<ZeeZee> one
<Jaspersprite> *** "i am vaguely certain that they need t0 kn0w ab0ut why w0uld they be asking in the first place jeez"
<ZeeZee> ii am 2weep2 old
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Oh yeah. Definitely suspicious.
<Jaspersprite> *** "jeez shiela jeez"
<ZeeZee> two ye2 that
<Jaspersprite> *** "/jeeeeez/"
-*- AnotherStrider Was this chick born yesterday or something?
<ZeeZee> jeeze 2heiila
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "well if ylookin fa job we cant --"
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "Who's t'say --"
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "Please cease your antics immediately!"
-*- AnotherStrider She's not exactly bright.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Oh. There they go again.
<Jaspersprite> *** "... y0u asked f0r a drink didnt y0u"
<Rabbit> "We's was just passin' through, ya see, and decided ta stop by. Wanted ta know a few things about da place, y'know?" He smiled a bit, "and who bettah to ask then fellow mus-" ...hrf.
<chthonianGunslinger> "Please Please Gentlemen."
<chthonianGunslinger> "Theres No Need To Fight."
<Jaspersprite> *** "spikey haired guy"
<chthonianGunslinger> "We Were Simply Curious About The Venue And Wanted To Ask A Few Questions."
-*- AnotherStrider "Yes, I did."
<ZeeZee> the bartender known a2 jenniifer who thii2 month ii2 known a2 gloriia ii2 correct
-*- chthonianGunslinger Hopefully a smile would defuse their turmultous situation.
-*- chthonianGunslinger A.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Somewhat awkward smile.
<ZeeZee> ii the 2tranger who ha2 a name that ii2 2ollux and ii2 a four 2weep old troll 2hould be told thiing2 a2 they are iimportant to many, many people who wii2h from what ii can gather, to help or 2omethiing.
<Jaspersprite> *** "Look. I haven't been to this bar in... what, months? A year? I've got a lot of other things to be taking care of this week before I head back to the plant, and getting involved in a Nancy Drew investigation isn't really one of them."
-*- chthonianGunslinger Back to the plant...?
<Jaspersprite> *** "can we just stick t0 gl0ria sheila and s0llux this is getting pretty tires0me"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Squint.
<ZeeZee> ye2 that ii2 a thiing we can do, about the name2 ii mean
<ZeeZee> al2o
<ZeeZee> who the fuck ii2 nancy drew?
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "...O-oh." The gentlemanly-looking fellow in the bowler removes said hat politely and smiles in a nervous yet beaming manner right back. "Of course! I would be pleased to answer any inquiries regarding this fine establishme--"
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "hey shouldnt this be like"
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "an executive decision yknow"
<PK2> "(you think we should hit up this plant after this)"
<chthonianGunslinger> "(definitely)"
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "But they are just --"
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** They really can't help it, can they.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Of. Course.
<Jaspersprite> *** "0h g0sh let me tell y0u ab0ut nancy drew"
<ZeeZee> ye2 tell me about nancy drew
<chthonianGunslinger> "(we should tail her back twherever this toxic dump is.)"
<chthonianGunslinger> "(somethin tells me she knows a lot more than shes lettin on.)"
<Jaspersprite> *** "its this human girl wh0 s0lves slash investigates crimes and stuff and is super clever and saves the day"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Sigh.
<Jaspersprite> *** "i str0ngly suggests the series"
<PK2> "(wasnt there some huge towery thing we saw the moment we drove in2 this town?)"
-*- AnotherStrider has to wonder at this bartender.
<ZeeZee> ii wiill have two look iinto iit...
<Jaspersprite> *** ... Why are you staring at her--
-*- AnotherStrider How the fuck does she keep her job?!
<ZeeZee> now
-*- PK2 ii know what my next liibrary book ii2
<chthonianGunslinger> "(ymean that giant eyesore in thmiddle? yeah i saw it.)"
<Jaspersprite> *** Oh! Sorry, sorry. She got distracted by Nancy Drew, and such. A glass is retrieved, along with a bottle of beer. Sprite, too! He wasn't too clear on which he wanted, she thinks.
<chthonianGunslinger> "(ydont think...?)"
<Jaspersprite> *** ... She has the attention span of a gnat nowadays.
-*- ZeeZee loooooks over to Sheila. "about all tho2e thiing2 you need two be takiing care of that don't iinvolve humoriing me..."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "(I'd wager.)" Vergil crossed his arms tightly over his chest, scowling at the table and running the likelihoods through his head. He'd glanced around that structure at the center of town -- it looked like a factory, seemed locked down, and no one ever gave it a second glance.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Practically screamed suspicion. And yeah, he'd thought it was odd. But he had.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Bigger concerns.
<chthonianGunslinger> "Oh Gentlemen This Isnt Anything Official"
<PK2> "(well i doubt its a town monument to big ugly things)"
<chthonianGunslinger> "Nothing Of The Sort."
<chthonianGunslinger> "We Were Just Curious As To What Sort Of Crowd Usually Comes In Here."
<PK2> "(it could be both actually but the plant parts the important bit)"
<chthonianGunslinger> "To See If They Fit Rabbits Demographic Of Course."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "(In all probability, there is no other plant that she could be referring to.)"
<Jaspersprite> *** Crack. Pooour. Slide! One glass of beer and sprite, ice and all, neatly slid right in front of the Strider. "there we g0"
<chthonianGunslinger> "(snot like theres anythin else in town that could be like that.)"
-*- AnotherStrider sips beer.
<chthonianGunslinger> "(but that place looked more run down than a haunted house.)"
<Jaspersprite> *** "that will be fifty b00nd0llars please"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure But how did it tie together? Suspicious plant that wouldn't let anyone out and...kidnapping? Surely she'd go to the police now that she was finally out, if she knew of that.
-*- AnotherStrider spits beer out. He only has twenty!
<chthonianGunslinger> "(why would anyone have any kind of business in that shithole?)"
-*- AnotherStrider "That's highway robbery!"
<Jaspersprite> *** "d0es the sprite 0verp0wer the taste 0f the beer that bad--"
<Jaspersprite> *** "hah are y0u kidding"
<PK2> "(shithole biz in a shithole place)"
<chthonianGunslinger> "(sounds more like a prison if yask me...)"
<Jaspersprite> *** "theres this 0ne bar in havre"
<ZeeZee> dude you 2hould have a2ked for the priice before buyiing
<Jaspersprite> *** "sells peanuts f0r twenty a handful"
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "well lil lady its a jazz club"
-*- AnotherStrider "I'm not paying for this shit anyways, it tastes like crap!"
<ZeeZee> woah
<ZeeZee> rude
<Jaspersprite> *** "super rude"
-*- Rabbit aweful patron dirk strider
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "not exactly thlocale fa robomechanical type contraption like ygot yself there"
-*- AnotherStrider Because Dirk Strider obviously frequents bars. In the post-apocalyptic 24th century.
<Jaspersprite> *** "im just d0ing my j0b yeesh"
<PK2> "(hmmmmmm a /prison/ u say why no there is no logical reason to be keeping captors in there)"
<Jaspersprite> *** "(als0 shiela)"
<Jaspersprite> *** "(y0ure getting asked things again)"
<Jaspersprite> *** Huh? Oh. Yeah. She hates it when people do that.
<ZeeZee> "(2he'2 riight you know 2heiila.)"
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "B-but perhaps they will enjoy his --"
-*- AnotherStrider whistles for Halley again.
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-*- AnotherStrider tries not to sigh. Wow, he shouldn't have lost his cool.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "Well," the formerly-so done (self-proclaimed) leader interrupts smoothly, "there's always one way t'find out..."
-*- Rabbit punches iblus internets
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Pause.]
<Jaspersprite> *** "Hmm. Do I tell the guy I just met in a bar about my business for the next week, /or/ do I keep drinking and /not/ gain a new stalker."
-*- Rabbit jAZZ SESSION
<Jaspersprite> [[Oh-- yes pausing uvu]]
-*- PK2 hold music http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=izGwDsrQ1eQ
-*- Rabbit snrk
<ZeeZee> dude
<ZeeZee> 2eriiou2ly?
<gallistersiveTykenure> [pAUSE --]
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-*- PurpleKoopa sent!
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-*- gallistersiveTykenure Halley's still right there, by the way, Stranger. Just sort of. Chilling there, keeping a hawkish eye on the Demon, who
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Seemed otherwise occupied, really.
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Squints really angrily at CG's internet/compruder]
<Jaspersprite> *** "Yes, seriously. Call me paranoid, but I avoid inquisitions like that like the plague."
<Jaspersprite> *** "Also--"
<gallistersiveTykenure> [She still shows up as offline on Skype?? I'm --]
<ZeeZee> ye2 becau2e a guy who can barely 2tand ii2 goiing two be 2talkiing you all week.
<Jaspersprite> [[sIGHS SUPER HARD @ CG'S COMPUTER]]
-*- AnotherStrider "(Okay boy, I need thirty more boonbucks.)"
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-*- AnotherStrider "(I didn't realize how expensive everything is.)"
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-*- gallistersiveTykenure ...Really, dude? That's like. A complete ripoff. He's got better things to spend like 8000 boondollars on.
<chthonianGunslinger> (uGGGHG)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Welcome back -- your computer ok now?]
<chthonianGunslinger> (i have no idea)
<chthonianGunslinger> ( <8y)
<chthonianGunslinger> (skype's acting all buggy so do you guys think you can just)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [gONNA PUNCH IT]
<chthonianGunslinger> (pm me here)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [I got it.]
<-> chthonianGunslinger is now known as alaroraAuxilafiend
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Or rather, waste like 8000 boondollars on.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure He will not feed your addiction. >B[
-*- gallistersiveTykenure You gotta get past this, dude.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Alcohol is a crutch.
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "...Oh Im Certain Rabbit Wouldnt Mind Giving A Demostration Or Two Would You Rabbit."
<Jaspersprite> *** "-- I'm going to take a shot in the dark and say the people staring at me from across the bar are with you and /not/ just curious?" Yeah. Don't think she /didn/'/t/ see the group of kids peering at her for the past few minutes. It's. Kind of hard to miss, really.
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "Hes An Extraordinarily Talented Musician I Assure You."
-*- AnotherStrider "(Oh come on, I don't have any other way to get any money.)"
<Jaspersprite> *** "I'd rather not take my chances."
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Oh, fuck.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Don't mind him, he'll just be sinking into his seat.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Slowly.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Painfully.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend He's sorry, old man.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure It's like they're both just. Melting.
<ZeeZee> you obviiou2ly don't know them very well
<Rabbit> "Wouldn't mind at all." He says, eyes brightening with a bit of excitement.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend He's so sorry.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Alternatively, it's like they're both those water slinky things. The ones that are impossible to hold onto and roll inside out.
-*- PurpleKoopa halley's like dirk's sugar daddy
-*- PurpleKoopa dirk dont you c you r going down the same path as i did :C
<PurpleKoopa> "(whoop uh)"
<ZeeZee> 2ee once we leave they're probably ju2t going to 2ugge2t going to that plant you mentiioned and completely iignore you for the rest of forever
<AnotherStrider> (Yeah so how DO they get money in this)
<Jaspersprite> *** The flire coat in a dimly lit setting kind of threw off Nero's incognito vibe.
<Jaspersprite> [[*fIRE]]
-*- Rabbit flire
-*- Rabbit flyer
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Killing things, doing quests, so on.]
-*- Rabbit coat of missing persons fliers
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend hE SHOULD HAVE TKAEN IT OFF,,,
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Nudge nudge.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Gotta. Gotta keep cool, right?
<AnotherStrider> (Doesn't look like there's much chance to do either here)
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Oh. Uh. Y-yeah. No big deal. She doesn't know about their hearing, right? It's. It's cool. Gotta stay cool.
<PurpleKoopa> "(i think this might be our wrap it up symbol so we gotta hurry up and gtfo the stage)"
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<gallistersiveTykenure> [Not at the moment, but there will be. Halley's gonna pay for it, though, no worries.]
<AnotherStrider> (phew ok)
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "(twhere?)"
<ZeeZee> per2onally ii'm ju2t goiing two go back to the motel and curl up iin bed and cur2e the biitch that made me 2iick iin the fiir2t place.
<PurpleKoopa> "(this shiela ladys like moments away to booing us + slatherin our bods in chucked tomato sauce)"
-*- PK2 whoa lag))
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "Then Please Mr Rabbit May You Indulge Us With Your Dulcent Tunes."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "(...We need t-to come up with a...p-plan.)"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "(...we.)"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "(we gotta get tthat plant.)"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "(i jus know sgot somethin tdo with all this.)"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "(We've got to get into that plant.)"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "(but ysaid its boarded thell an back.)"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure No such thing as coincidence, after all.
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "(howd yexpect us tbreak into it without gettin thentire army on our ass?)"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure ...Well.
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "(hell we dont even know if that really is thplant)"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "(could just be some dumb radio tower like that giant needle up in toronto)"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> (nero no)
<PK2> "(dont we have a map tho)"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> (your honorary canadianness is showing)
<Jaspersprite> *** "Going to the plant? Hah! They're allowed to try, but the place is locked up tight-- Oceans Eleven wouldn't even make a /dent/ in that place."
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "(...i think she just did our job fus.)"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "(now we just gotta crack into thecon equivalent of fort knox.)"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "(great.)"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "(...Well.)"
-*- AnotherStrider Well, looks like we just get to organize an Ocean's Eleven.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "((it hardly sounds like she wants to be there.))"
<Jaspersprite> *** "Security cameras, fences, guards that hardly eat or sleep... the only way anyone gets in is if they work there."
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "((no duh.))"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "((...wait.))"
<ZeeZee> that briing2 me two another que2tiion
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Mmhm.
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "((ynot suggestin...?))"
<ZeeZee> are they hiiriing? because ii really need a fuckiing job
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "((we don't have much of a choice.))"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "((cmon))"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "((seriously? she hates our guts already.))"
-*- Rabbit (uneccesarily) clears his throat, and starts with a tune so very familiar to the copper bot. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dDRHx4cPgbE
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "((what makes ythink shed want thelp us out?))"
<Jaspersprite> *** "Pfffft. You're lucky they're /not/-- nobody gets in nowadays, and nobody leaves without specific permission. The only reason /I/ stayed? Well..."
-*- Rabbit without the megaphone--wasn't particularly necessary in the small space
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "((what? do you expect we will actually be able to find a way into such a facility without it?))"
<Jaspersprite> *** "... Okay seriously tell your friends to knock it off."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "((we offer her a deal and attempt to work something out wherein we help her, and she helps us.))"
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend ...Sigh.
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "((no.))"
<ZeeZee> you really thiink they'll lii2ten two me?
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "((but ybetter think of one helluva deal.))"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "((from the sounds of it, getting her out of the facility is quite the offer for at least some information.))"
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Oh, how lovely. He was far more talented than even she gave him credit for!
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "((dude shes.))"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "((shes starin at us again.))"
<PK2> "(we got a lot of voidy type spells dont we? plus you boys r forgetting you have an honest 2 goodness cryptogoddess on your side)"
<PK2> "(whoop yeah she is)"
-*- Rabbit thank you glowy miss
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Heheh. "((in all fairness, she's merely returning the favor.))"
<PK2> "(pay no attention to the mysteriously moved pile of clothes)"
<Jaspersprite> *** "That's what I hope they'll do, yeah. I don't--"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "((if ywanna make ymove ybetter do it now.))"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Wh--
<Jaspersprite> *** "I'm not used to getting ogled from across a bar. ... Y'know, even though I should've gotten used to it by now."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Him?
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "((cuz i dont think shes gonna tolerate us fmuch longer.))"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "((...what? dont give me that look! it was yidea after all.))"
-*- ZeeZee siigh.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "((and, what, you're suddenly detached from the entire matter?))"
-*- ZeeZee tuuurns and frowns at the trio. "guy2 2eriiou2ly ju2t get the fuck out you are in no way beiing helpful to any 2iituatiion what 2o fuckiing ever."
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "((oh so yneed me thold yhand?))"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "((is that it?))"
<PK2> "(ahhhhh fuckit im bailin out on u punks before she hurls us tf outta here)"
<ZeeZee> tch and here you were calliin me the u2ele22 one
<PK2> The pile of clothes just kinda. Scoots. Scoots. Scoots. All the way back to the entrance.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "((i'm not...))"
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend oH YEAH? WELL--
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend WELL--
-*- gallistersiveTykenure He -- he wasn't --
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Ugh, whatever.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend ...UGH.
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "((whatever.))"
<AnotherStrider> (ajsxjksdcjdksckndsjkcnjsdkcsbdjk)
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "((lets just get this over with.))"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "((fine with me.))"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Sort of awkward to approach someone you just spent quite a while...observing from a ways away. Certainly, he spent most of his time observing at a distance, but approaching the objects of his observation?
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Why would he ever want to do that.
-*- Rabbit because they're a babe
-*- gallistersiveTykenure No, really, just. Why.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Too late, he's already doing it. Come on, you nancy. Don't make him grab your hand.
-*- Rabbit and by babe I mean a pretty blue coat
<alaroraAuxilafiend> [>babe]
<alaroraAuxilafiend> [as if vergil understands that strange and mysterious word]
-*- Rabbit or a katana
<alaroraAuxilafiend> [what is babe]
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Yeah, yeah, he's moving, you brat.
<Rabbit> (is it pig)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [iT IS PIG --]
<Rabbit> (he really likes that movie okay)
<Rabbit> (thAT'LL DO PIG)
<AnotherStrider> (uuuuuuuuuuuuurggghhh)
<AnotherStrider> (I really wanna just... go)
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "...E-excuse me."
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Smooth.
<AnotherStrider> (I suck at Dirk, and I just hate group roleplaying anyways...)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [What's the matter? 8< Sorry if Dirk got kind of]
<Jaspersprite> *** "Yes. Excuse you."
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Stuck -- aww. 8<]
<alaroraAuxilafiend> (awwwww dude)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Naw, you don't suck at him, I don't think.]
<AnotherStrider> (because I always have trouble finding the in between for stealing the spotlight and just turning invisible
<gallistersiveTykenure> [I liked how you were doing him. uwu But if you're not having fun, you don't have to.]
<AnotherStrider> (And Dirk's supposed to have more smoothness in one finger than I have in all of my body...)
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Oh, rude. They could've kept just ogling you for days, lady, how 'bout that?
<AnotherStrider> (I just)
<AnotherStrider> (Suck at smooth characters)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Tbh, I don't think so. uwu He grew up on an island and he tries really hard to seem smooth, but he doesn't have enough actual experience with people to succeed, I think?]
<alaroraAuxilafiend> (he's actually sort of a big socially awkward nerd who thinks he's all that)
<PK2> Roxy keeps on crouching and scooting all the out the door. When she thinks the coast is clear, she picks herself off the ground and chills out by the door. Those jokers will be done soon, she hopes.
<AnotherStrider> (Yeah, except he projects a genuine aura of "Cooooool")
<alaroraAuxilafiend> (a genuinely fake aura of cool 8y)
<alaroraAuxilafiend> (he /wants/ people to think he's cool because he wants to be in control of everything, including himself.)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Depends on the interpretation -- personally, I think he's just sort of extremely socially awkward and tries to project confidence, above all else?]
<alaroraAuxilafiend> (and cool dudes are self-controlled.)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [He doesn't actually know what the shit he's doing.]
<AnotherStrider> (sigh)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [With people.]
<alaroraAuxilafiend> (they also dON'T LOOK AT EXPLOSIONS)
<AnotherStrider> (I'll give it another go)
<alaroraAuxilafiend> (u can do eet man)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [You don't have to, but I think you were doing well! owo]
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "I..."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Ugh. This was always Dante's thing.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend ...Seriously? You're gonna clam up now? God. Fine.
-*- alaroraAuxilafiend Fine.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "I apologize --" he really really hated that word so very much "-- for o-our..."
-*- AnotherStrider gets up and walks out. This is gonna take /forever/.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Shu-shut up, he's. Working on it.
-*- AnotherStrider "Hey Rox."
<alaroraAuxilafiend> "oglin? is that thword ylookin feh?"
<alaroraAuxilafiend> [FEH]
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "I-impoliteness." SQUEEZE. Watch it, kid.
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<Jaspersprite> *** "well arent y0u tw0 awkward and teenagers"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Hmph.
<PK2> Roxy rests a foot against the bar's outside wall. Her shirt moves around, the little pink cat halfway facing Strider. "yo what up dirk howd go all of that detectin woik?"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Frown.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure (That basically described them to a tee, yes.)
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "You're ha-hardly very much older."
-*- AnotherStrider "They're not really making any headway, nor could I think of a helpful way to guide them."
-*- AnotherStrider "This is gonna take a while."
<gallistersiveTykenure> [jFC CG'S COMPUTER I SWEAR]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [GONNA]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [GONNA KILL IT AND BUY HER A NEW ONE WITH MY NONEXISTENT MONEY]
<Jaspersprite> *** "It's fine, it's fine. Anyway, aside from asking intruding questions and staring from afar, did you need anything else? I--":
<Jaspersprite> *** "n0 what i am t00 0lder"
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<Jaspersprite> *** "i am thirty seven human years i think"
<AnotherStrider> (PFFFF)
<Jaspersprite> *** "i have an id and a badge and like"
<Jaspersprite> *** "three licenses"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "W-was that it for thi-this month, then?"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Eyebrows.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Mmhm, he heard that.
<Jaspersprite> *** "(zer0 cars th0)"
<gallistersiveTykenure> [apologizes profusely because he probably shouldn't have heard that bUT THE HUMOR THO]
<PK2> "haha yeaaaaah tell me about it dude its like how the hell do u get half a doz of us dumb kids all mashin our heads together into one SUPERBRAIN"
<gallistersiveTykenure> [puase tho]
<Jaspersprite> *** "i d0nt think y0ure in any p0siti0n t0 ask mister /with/ /a/ /guy/ /that/ /was/ /underaged/ /and/ /drinking/"
<gallistersiveTykenure> [at least for the two of us Jasp so CG's compruder can finish its compruding]
<AnotherStrider> (I'm gonna go, I'm tired)
<Jaspersprite> *** "n0t t0 menti0n h0w y0ur abuse 0f hair gel has t0 be illegal s0mewhere"
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Alright. unu Night, Lamby! <3]
<Jaspersprite> [[Oh yes yes--]]
-*- ZeeZee snrrrk
<Jaspersprite> [[And night, Lamby! ovo]]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Thanks for chillin' with us. c:]
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<ZeeZee> (Night night!)
<PK2> And there goes Dirk. Another unfortunate narcolepsy patient. They're popping up everywhere all over Econ.
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-*- ZeeZee darn it all.
<chthonianGunslinger> (SIIIIIIIIIIIGH)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Skype working?
<chthonianGunslinger> (not yet)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Frowns angrily @ invisibracket]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [I'll send it on here so you can go ahead and catch up.]
<chthonianGunslinger> [thank you darling uvu]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [uvu]
<chthonianGunslinger> [squints @ log]
<chthonianGunslinger> [actually]
<chthonianGunslinger> [i don't think vergil's ever used his hair gel]
<chthonianGunslinger> [meaning]
<chthonianGunslinger> [his hair's a fRUMPY MESS]
<chthonianGunslinger> [HAH]
-*- chthonianGunslinger hAH.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Ugh. Vergil actually grimaced slightly. "Hardly w-with him," he muttered, choosing to stare (glare) at a particular spot on the bar counter (and lifting a hand to fix said hair, habitually).
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<Jaspersprite> [[Ffff I was not aware--]]
-*- Rabbit finishes Brass Goggles, and looks to the three investigatores for their reactions
-*- chthonianGunslinger About time you figured that out--
-*- Rabbit yes hello
<Jaspersprite> *** "in either case i suggest y0u check y0urself miscellane0us bar patr0n"
<gallistersiveTykenure> [oh crap I forogot about iNVESTIGATORS]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [ok just a sec Tits --]
-*- chthonianGunslinger He'd give him some credit though-- he said all the things Nero wanted to say when they called him a bunch of aWKWARD KIDS.
-*- Rabbit yey,,,
<Jaspersprite> [[TAKES BACK GMING RIGHTS]]
-*- chthonianGunslinger So.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Good on you.
<Jaspersprite> [[YOU ARE HEREBY BANNED FROM ALL TTRPGS FOREVER]]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [sOBS]
<Rabbit> (jasp nO,,,)
<Jaspersprite> [[I NEED TO HAVE A FIRM HAND W/ THESE THINGS]]
<chthonianGunslinger> "okay as much as you two wanna have hate make outs all over the bar--"
<gallistersiveTykenure> [TURNS OFUR FANTASYSTUCK B/C YOU'D DO A BETTER JOB ANYWAY --]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [omfg hate make outs]
<Rabbit> (I KNOW BUT FIRING NITRO IS NOT THE ANSWER)
<chthonianGunslinger> "weve got business tdo"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure What --
<chthonianGunslinger> "member?"
<Jaspersprite> *** "/hey/"
<Jaspersprite> *** "the term is /hate/ /outs/ you dummy"
<Jaspersprite> *** "als0 n0 ew"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure O-oh, r-ri-right.
<Jaspersprite> *** "ewww"
<Jaspersprite> *** "seri0usly ew hah n0"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "I. Would t-tend to...c-c-concur."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure E w.
<Jaspersprite> *** "Oh, /do/ we? And just what kind of business, then."
<Jaspersprite> *** No, really. She's genuinely interested.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Hahahaha.
<Jaspersprite> *** Chinhands.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "U-um --"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Ahhhh, that was a good one.
<Jaspersprite> *** he has c00ties 0k
-*- chthonianGunslinger You should've seen the lOOK on your face--
<ZeeZee> human2 really need to learn theiir kii2mii2tude jargon
<Jaspersprite> *** "seri0usly"
<chthonianGunslinger> "from thsounds of it yin somethin of a real tight bind."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure He felt like a six year old and wished Dante were here to bound in smoothly and give a vague and charming response that would save him from doubtless irritating whoever had asked them a question.
<ZeeZee> 2o liike why do you work at a bar?
-*- gallistersiveTykenure O-oh.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Well.
<Jaspersprite> *** "Is that so? Funny how I'm always the last to know about these things."
-*- ZeeZee addresses his attention to Jennifer/othernameiforgot
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Close enough.
<Jaspersprite> *** gl0ria
-*- Rabbit gloria sheila
-*- chthonianGunslinger Oh, don't act like you don't know--
-*- ZeeZee right.
<Jaspersprite> *** gl0ria seinfeld g0sh
<chthonianGunslinger> "well that aint my problem."
<chthonianGunslinger> "but as it turns out we really wanna get into that tight bind."
<chthonianGunslinger> "or at least figure out what thhell its deal is."
-*- Rabbit don't make me photoshop whatshis face into aradia, jasp
<Jaspersprite> *** "its n0t s0 bad actually!"
<Jaspersprite> *** "i mean well"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure ...Not really quite so smooth as Dante. But.
<Jaspersprite> *** "aside fr0m the water issue and s0da issue and a l0t 0f issues in general"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure B-but.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Whatever.
-*- chthonianGunslinger He wishes he were.
<Jaspersprite> *** "i think i rather like it! its a temp0rary thing th0ugh"
<chthonianGunslinger> "so i think."
<ZeeZee> and yet thii2 place remaiin2 popular your patron2 mu2t love you
<chthonianGunslinger> "we might be able thelp each otha out."
-*- chthonianGunslinger Nudge nudge. "aint that right?"
<Jaspersprite> *** "(lets just say im in a very certain situati0n with a very certain p0lice f0rce and a very certain g0vernment c0nspiracy--)"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure ("y'really can't do shit without somebody holdin' y'hand, can y'?")
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "...R-right."
-*- chthonianGunslinger (He's already holding your hand--)
<Jaspersprite> *** "and t0 a degree yes the patr0ns d0 happen t0 be very f0nd 0f me"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure (Shut up don't even think about it okay --)
<Jaspersprite> *** "its nice t0 feel wanted slash needed 0u0"
<Jaspersprite> *** "(th0ugh the f0rmer is maybe a little less nice)"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Hold on.
-*- chthonianGunslinger What.
-*- chthonianGunslinger W h a t.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure ...
-*- chthonianGunslinger Nero tries his best not to suspiciously glance over to Jennifer/Gloria/Aidara.
-*- chthonianGunslinger How well he pulls it off is--
-*- chthonianGunslinger Uh--
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "((w-what?))"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Up to debate.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Your skills of refraining from doing things are dubious at best, kid.
-*- ZeeZee gives Gloria a wink of understanding.
-*- PurpleKoopa Okay, it's cold outside, and she's practically feeling like a mannequin standing out here without any arms or a head. Hm. Maybe she can get a little preliminary sleuthin' work done at the Plant? Roxy looks for the big metal tower sticking up to the heavens and tries to meander her way over there.
<gallistersiveTykenure> [oKAY IM]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [INSPECTRO]
-*- PurpleKoopa get w it, whispetro >:[
<Jaspersprite> *** "... Look-- you don't know /how/ hard it was to weasel my way /out/ of the facility. They've got a lot of trust riding on me, you know? It's kind of a big deal, and I don't want to do anything to jeopardize that."
-*- ZeeZee having been sitting outside Ainsley was there when Roxy emerged from the bar. "Hello Roxy, has anything interesting come to rise?"
<Jaspersprite> *** "Not to mention how... well. Dangerous that could be, for a bunch like you."
<ZeeZee> (WAIT, IS THAT FACILITY... APERTURE?)
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** A certain INSPECTOR seems HIGHLY IMPRESSED with the performance! He wipes away a single tear. "You have a very lov--"
<chthonianGunslinger> "cant be any more dangerous than fightin flthulu on top of a giant sea needle."
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "yeah yeah sreal nice"
<chthonianGunslinger> "or killin a vicious dracozombie five million miles underground."
<chthonianGunslinger> "or--"
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "not really thstyle this place shoots fo though"
<Jaspersprite> *** "Cute. But I'm not finished."
-*- chthonianGunslinger >B<
<PurpleKoopa> "oh there sure has been sley sley weve been figuring out whole SHOVELS of dirt on the kidnap case"
<Jaspersprite> *** "Getting into a place like that could be /dangerous/ for a bunch like you. /But/..."
-*- chthonianGunslinger wELL IT'S TRUE--
<chthonianGunslinger> "but...?"
<ZeeZee> (But not for the Dog.)
-*- Rabbit is beaming, though does react to dick's interjection. His brows a bit furrowed, for a moment, before he goes to ask, "Well, wh-what would you suggest?"
<PurpleKoopa> "gonna dig up these musty old skeletons who are also the children and also not hopefully buried alive or anything?"
<ZeeZee> (If it was just the dog, you would be totes fine.)
<Rabbit> (or maybe the ~robot~)
<ZeeZee> That sounds like a useful way to spend your time, yes.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** The Inspector remains impressed and sort of hopeful. "W-well -- perhaps if he were to sing on stage during our break, the patrons --"
<Jaspersprite> *** "Mmmaybe I can turn a blind eye. Accidentally leave a key somewhere I shouldn't, you know? Of course--"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Oh, how rude. And he had put on such a lovely performance, too. "Well Rabbit Is A Musician Of Many Styles."
<Jaspersprite> *** "(shiela what are y0u d0ing thats--)"
<chthonianGunslinger> "Im Sure He Can Adjust To Your Needs."
<Jaspersprite> *** "(Shh.)"
<chthonianGunslinger> "...is that so?"
<chthonianGunslinger> "i mean."
<chthonianGunslinger> "hey."
<chthonianGunslinger> "accidents happen."
<chthonianGunslinger> "right?"
<Jaspersprite> *** "Of course, I'd need something in return-- I'd be putting my /job/ on the line for something like this. And believe me when I say my job is my /life/."
-*- ZeeZee glancing over to Sheila, Sollux spoke up. "what diid you have iin miind?"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Accidents don't happen with places like this, kid.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Oh don't you dare butt into this, Carmen Sandiego. This shit is all riding on him, okay?
<Jaspersprite> *** carmen sandieg0
<Jaspersprite> *** hmmmmm
-*- ZeeZee who the fuck ii2 that?
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-*- gallistersiveTykenure "...Perhaps w-we can...fix that."
<PurpleKoopa> "you wanna join the ro lo lande useful squad ainsley"
<chthonianGunslinger> (excuz u were doin some major shit here)
<PurpleKoopa> "our 1st mission is to see what the deal is w that ginormous power plant over there"
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<Jaspersprite> *** "I'm going back to the facility soon. In about... a week? And I've got a lot of things I need to do before I head back. You've got until then do take care of what I need, and I can manage getting you in."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure ...Oh, Christ.
<PurpleKoopa> "we think the kids are
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "A week?"
-*- ZeeZee standing up Ainsley nodded. "I will join you."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Didn't even stutter.
-*- chthonianGunslinger A week? Tight schedule. They'd have to work fast to get everything done. Really fast.
-*- PurpleKoopa [[whoops]]
-*- chthonianGunslinger Like, super duper fuckin' fast.
<Jaspersprite> *** "I'm not the one stuttering here, kid. A week."
-*- chthonianGunslinger And yet...
<chthonianGunslinger> "this aint gonna involve any babykillin or anythin like that right."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure And on the other hand, it was far too long -- these were missing persons --
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "((...could you be more b-blunt?))"
<PK2> "sweet! i figure it might be worth a look even if we cant bust in or anything"
<PK2> "gonna need the POSSE 4 that kidsaving action"
<chthonianGunslinger> "not sayin youd do that o-or."
<chthonianGunslinger> "yknow."
<chthonianGunslinger> "i just wanna know what mgettin into it."
<ZeeZee> Shall we get going then?
<chthonianGunslinger> "((at least mtRYIN--))"
<Jaspersprite> *** "No, just puppy slaughtering and poisoning the river. Of /course/ it won't be anything like that-- just a few chores. Three! I'm sure it's nothing you can all do. /Especially/ when you managed to fight Fluthlu on a giant sea needle."
<chthonianGunslinger> "....hahaha. r-right."
<Jaspersprite> *** "(she is using the human sarcasm i think)"
<PK2> "yep!" The clothes ghosty turns on her heel, then starts following the roads to get to that Plant sticking out like a sore thumb.
<chthonianGunslinger> "cmon we can handle three little chores right."
<chthonianGunslinger> "i mean."
<chthonianGunslinger> "no biggee."
-*- Rabbit nods in agreence with the troll. "I can do lotsa styles, if y'like. An I wouldn't mine playin' whilst you three rest up for da next set."
-*- chthonianGunslinger Especially not when you had a group with the shared attention span of a gnat, noooooo.
<chthonianGunslinger> "Consider It Something Of A Test Run."
<PK2> "so a-ley have you been pickin anything up on those scout outs o yours?"
<Jaspersprite> *** "Good. Glad we're settled on terms, then. But... if you /do/ actually get in that facility, I'm not gonna hold your hand through shit. And you've been warned it's dangerous. Got it?"
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "Ya aren't bad," the Sleuth threw in, leaning back in his chair. Looked like he might tip over if he weren't kind of a slick fella. "Wouldn't be surprised if they loved ya. An' we still gotta sort out that name issue." He didn't throw the Ace a glare but he may as well have. "Dip-lo-matically." He looked thoughtful.
<chthonianGunslinger> "crystal clear."
<chthonianGunslinger> "were on our own."
<chthonianGunslinger> "so what are these three little chores we gotta do."
<ZeeZee> No I...
<ZeeZee> No... I apologize.
<chthonianGunslinger> "massumin its nothin so simple as grabbin the groceries or whatever."
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "Sure, head on up there." He paused, wagged a finger in the robot's direction. "But it's not a gig, ya got it? You're not gettin' paid f'this. Y'might get a few tips tossed y'way, if y'lucky."
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-*- Rabbit smiles. "Undastood." And with that, he headed for the stage.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Nudge nudge. "I Believe That Is Your Curtain Call Mr Rabbit."
<Jaspersprite> *** "Lucky guess! The first thing..."
-*- Rabbit excuse me while I go try and find something-kan can nudge him before he goes
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** ...
-*- chthonianGunslinger She waves her unexpected protege off, smiling all the way, before she turns around to face the three oxbea-- detectives standing before her.
<chthonianGunslinger> "Excuse Me If You Dont Mind My Asking But..."
<PK2> "aw hey its ok! i was just kinda wondering is all"
<chthonianGunslinger> "I Overheard Something About The Three Of You Ocassionally Doing Detective Work On The Side."
<chthonianGunslinger> "Is That Indeed So."
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<PK2> "youre always got some spy shit u need to do and thats cool & all maybe that espiomojos gonna help us out w this plant heist"
-*- ZeeZee slow nod. "Shall... We get started then?"
<Jaspersprite> *** "Before I went to work at the plant, I forgot to take my guitar with me. It's not a lot, but it's... got some sentimental value to me. It /should/ be in the tv studio down town-- if you can get it for me, that'd be perfect."
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "yeah sright lil lady," the Ace piped up gruffly before going back to thoughtfully inspecting the NEWSPAPER in a MORE HARDBOILED MANNER than SLEUTH. So he'd tell you, anyway.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Oh. Oh. They should writing these down, shouldn't they.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Okay, okay, he knows that dumb notepad's got to be somewhere--
<PK2> "ive been walkin these roads for a while dude i dont know how long it is til we make it over there"
<Jaspersprite> *** "The next? My cat ran away from the plant, in the middle of the night. Could you believe it? A fucking /cat/, past all that security and all those fences. The little tabby's got ambition, but I'd rather have him with me than out in the wild. I'd go looking for him myself, but... I wouldn't even know where to begin, save for maybe the forest by the river."
<chthonianGunslinger> "...dyou got anythin that smells like im?"
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...What?
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "It is slightly more than an occasional pastime," the Inspector supplied warmly. "We try to assist civilians who find themselves in a pickle."
-*- chthonianGunslinger iT'S A GOOD WAY TO FIND STUFF.
-*- Rabbit casually uses suspender man again,,,,)
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "F-for. The dog."
-*- chthonianGunslinger THEY HAVE A DOG.
-*- Rabbit cat I swear to aLL THAT IS GOOD AND HOLY IN THIS WORLd)
-*- chthonianGunslinger Thank you.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Now he could've sworn...
<PK2> "bleh yknow what i think we might have to get this done another day gettin so dark i can scarcely see these streets no more"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure The dog who was. Sleeping, on one of the booths. Still doing the frequent-naps thing, I see, Halley.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Oh. Right.
-*- chthonianGunslinger NUDGE. "((dude.))"
<ZeeZee> Would you like to return to the inn then?
<chthonianGunslinger> "((ygot thnotepad right?))"
<chthonianGunslinger> "((dont ythink we should...?))"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "((oh. y-yes, w-we.))"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure He'll just.
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-*- gallistersiveTykenure aWKWARD ONE-HANDED SHUFFLE.
<PK2> "yeah sure id like that"
<chthonianGunslinger> "How Benevolent."
<Jaspersprite> *** "Oh, uhm..." A hand reaches into the pocket of her coat to retrieve a felt toy mouse-- green, with big, white beady eyes. "Would this work? Lil' guy would bat this around for ages, but that's about it." ... "Bring it back too or the deal's off."
<chthonianGunslinger> "And Very Convenient As You Could Say I Am Something In A Predicament Myself."
<PK2> "i was thinkin i could maybe go back 2 see what the rest of those clowns r doing but lets face it im no prob bustin investigal"
-*- chthonianGunslinger "nah thats perfect." He bats at the toy a few times-- a few more times than needed, maybe-- before nabbing it. "well bring it back in no time."
-*- Rabbit proceeds to take center stage, donning his accordion, playing a few notes experimentally before starting with the slow intro of calling the patrons to gather around... and soon, with a more New Orleans swing beat, he started a more jazzy rendition of 'The Suspender Man'
<ZeeZee> Very well.
<chthonianGunslinger> "I..."
-*- chthonianGunslinger Mmm.
-*- Rabbit it seems like the best song to jazzify I guess so
-*- Rabbit yeey
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Ah, there we go. Vergil set the notepad on the countertop and scribbled down a few notes.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Suddenly, a thought occured. It'd be very helpful to have them on the missing persons case, yes, but...
<gallistersiveTykenure> [The entire quest log is taken from Vergil's point of view]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [with Nero's occasional commentary in the margins]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [i.e. when he sTEALS THE PEN --]
-*- PK2 Roxy retraces her steps and makes her way back to the Electric Boogaloo. That party's SHAKING!
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...They also were something of a personal predicament themselves. One that they wouldn't have much time to deal with. One that was particularly urgent, even. Perhaps...
<PK2> "heh heh youre kind of a girl of few words aiins"
<chthonianGunslinger> "It Just So Happens That My Friends And I Had Our Vehicle Stolen By A Thief Of Sorts."
<ZeeZee> ... Is... Is that a problem?
<PK2> "or dude or butterfly alien or w/e u want me to call you"
<ZeeZee> Whatever pronouns you prefer....
<chthonianGunslinger> "She Also Put Something Of An Affliction On Many Of Us."
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "O-oh, how very unfortunate!"
<chthonianGunslinger> "Some Of Them Have Already Passed While Others Are Unfortunately Here To Say For Now."
<PK2> "what aboooooout"
<PK2> "zee"
<chthonianGunslinger> "But We Are Already Somewhat Preoccupied With A Case Of Our Own."
<ZeeZee> If you wish.
<chthonianGunslinger> "Therefore Itd Be Incredibly Helpful If You Could Help Us With Our Sordid Situation."
<Jaspersprite> *** "Last? My father's birthday is soon. It's why I wanted to get away from the plant for a while in the first place, but... I wanna get him something special, you know? There was this one watch, but... they already sold it by the time I got to the store-- Out With the Old? If you could find out who bought it and bring it, I think getting you into the facilit
<chthonianGunslinger> (thhell are ywriting here? a sonnet? jesus christ gimme that--)
<Jaspersprite> y would be the least I could do."
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Uh.
-*- Rabbit she's asking us to steal a watch
<PK2> "yippee zee do dah!" Roxy's legs do this kind of jaunty shuffle back to the bar.
-*- Rabbit awesome
-*- Jaspersprite Basically--
-*- chthonianGunslinger Did she say what he thought she said?
<Jaspersprite> *** ...
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Pickle Inspector looks entirely too distressed by all of this worrying information, but clears his throat and keeps his composure.
<gallistersiveTykenure> [ok just a sec I need to Verge]
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "Done."
-*- chthonianGunslinger uH--
-*- gallistersiveTykenure He knew that look. Just --
<chthonianGunslinger> "...y-yeah."
<chthonianGunslinger> "s-sure."
<Jaspersprite> *** "Look. You're trying to break into a power plant-- I don't think you're in any possition to be debating morals. Maybe you can just buy it off the guy? I won't ask questions, just--"
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<Jaspersprite> *** "It's the only thing he's had his eye on and he's--"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "W-we understand. We will g-get it to you."
<chthonianGunslinger> "n-no n-no we got it."
<chthonianGunslinger> "sfine."
<chthonianGunslinger> "well--"
<chthonianGunslinger> "well think of somethin."
<Jaspersprite> *** "I hope so. The guitar, the cat, and the watch-- I'll be here until the end of the week when you're done. Got it?"
<chthonianGunslinger> "g-got it. no problem."
-*- chthonianGunslinger Right?
-*- chthonianGunslinger Right?
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "Fine."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Tug tug.
<Jaspersprite> *** Meanwhile! Roxy has since then found her way back to the bar. The crowd has managed to grow even larger since the earlier hours! Some faces went, some faces came. As is the life cycle of a tavern run by someone with three licenses.
-*- Rabbit and no car
<chthonianGunslinger> [is this me]
<Rabbit> (yes)
<Rabbit> (forever calls you gloria seinfeld, ublus)
<chthonianGunslinger> (0n0)
<Jaspersprite> [[Gloria Von Stengel]]
<Rabbit> (turns that frown upside down)
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "Th-thank you for your...help." And with that, he tucked the notepad in his pocket, the boy practically against his side, and didn't pause while turning to finally get out of there.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "((...we don't have a choice, okay?))"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Woah wait wHERE ARE WE GOING--
-*- gallistersiveTykenure The dog'll catch up. He's just.
-*- chthonianGunslinger wHY ARE WE HOLDING HANDS--
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Taking a little snooze.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Oh, shut up.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Just gonna. Unclasp that.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Uh.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Maybe another time. Yeah.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Yeah.
<PK2> A t-shirt pokes its total lack of a head into the bar and... hey, looks like they managed to NOT get thrown outside after all! Way to go, boys! The Headless + Armless Horselady takes a deep breath, then /tries/ completely at peace with her invisibility. There goes a brave woman. A woman who can feel like she's on top of the world without even being /seen/ by-
-*- PK2 /BUMP/
-*- chthonianGunslinger But that doesn't mean he's gay for you okay.
<chthonianGunslinger> ((...ynot honestly suggestin we steal thdamn thing are yeh?))"
<Jaspersprite> *** you baka
<chthonianGunslinger> "((jesus christ have you seen our rap sheet.))"
-*- Rabbit nero be careful you might turn this into one of dem yaois
-*- chthonianGunslinger Oh, great. You again.
-*- chthonianGunslinger What do you want?
-*- Rabbit also I'm
-*- Rabbit probably windin down on da song
<Jaspersprite> *** well when you confronted me i completely disregarded all of the other shit wrong with you
-*- Rabbit might go on to honeybee if you don't stahp me
<Jaspersprite> *** and jeez there is a /lot/ of things wrong with you like wtf
-*- Rabbit except I break during hunnybee
<PK2> ...Okay, that was just a table or something.
-*- tenaciouslyCrunknasty A pair of women's underwear are flung onto the stage.
-*- Rabbit I
-*- Rabbit oh,,,
-*- Rabbit Gamzee I appreciate da thought
<Jaspersprite> *** Gamzee.
<Jaspersprite> *** Where did you gET THOSE--
-*- Rabbit but
-*- tenaciouslyCrunknasty He keeps them around just in case he needs them.
-*- chthonianGunslinger What the hell do you wwant him to do? Walk old ladies across the street? Sell boy's scout cookies? Save kittens from trees?
-*- Rabbit I don't exactly know what you expect me to do with your laungerey
-*- chthonianGunslinger He--
<Jaspersprite> *** That is legit creepy t  h     o
-*- chthonianGunslinger He knows, okay.
-*- tenaciouslyCrunknasty Be prepared for any comedic possibility. Clown code. Keep up, GM.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "I would be happy to offer my assistance to the best of my ability," the Inspector responds, not as belated as the puppeteer's response, still thoroughly distressed for the girl's sake! "What sort of case is it?"
-*- Rabbit maybe he likes wearin a gstring, mod
-*- Rabbit gawsh
-*- Rabbit well
-*- Rabbit not wearing one
-*- chthonianGunslinger He doesn't need you to tell him how fucked up he is, okay?
-*- chthonianGunslinger He just.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "((we'll do what we have to.))"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Doesn't know what else to do...
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "((...))"
-*- tenaciouslyCrunknasty Be thankful that those weren't underwear that Gamzee actually wears.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Gamzee wears underwear?
<Jaspersprite> *** Honestly I'm surprised that he's wearing underwear at all--
<Jaspersprite> *** N i t  e   s
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** ;y
-*- tenaciouslyCrunknasty Actually, what is he wearing now that he's out of the hospital?
<Jaspersprite> *** nOTHING NOTHING WHATSOEVER
<PK2> Oh hey, underwear. Roxy crouches onto her knees, slips past the audience, and sneaks right besides Gamz.
-*- tenaciouslyCrunknasty Well he sags his pants because nineties, so he has to have boxers.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** aDDS INDECENT EXPOSURE TO RAP SHEET
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-*- tenaciouslyCrunknasty Gamzee chills on his back, hands behind his head. His legs flop around in the air above him.
-*- chthonianGunslinger "Oh That Would Be Just Delightful." She smiled and shuffled up to the trio, hands clasped in relief. Oh thank heavens that something was finally going right lately. "Im Afraid I Dont Know Much About Where She Was Going..."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "((...y'okay?))"
<chthonianGunslinger> "Though If I Had To Take A Guess It Would Be Amorance Perhaps."
<chthonianGunslinger> "Have Any Of You Heard Of Such A Place."
<PK2> The clothes flop onto the floor, stick their invisible head right up to Gamzee's ear, and whispers,
<Jaspersprite> *** (His original clothes, of course! The hospital would have provided Gamzee with a proper hospital /gown/, but...)
<Jaspersprite> *** (They. They were afraid he'd make a mess of it somehow. Irreversably.)
<PK2> "(boo)"
<tenaciouslyCrunknasty> http://images.wikia.com/familyguy/images/e/e4/Wacky_Waving_Inflatable_Arm_Flailing_Tube_Man.gif
<tenaciouslyCrunknasty> dats how his legs be)
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Yeah, you better run away. Fuckin' coward. Always making jabs but never backing them up. He doesn't need your shi--
-*- chthonianGunslinger Uh.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Uh--
<tenaciouslyCrunknasty> Roxy scares THE SHIT out of Gamzee.
-*- chthonianGunslinger "((...y-yeah whatever im--))"
-*- chthonianGunslinger "((mfine okay?))"
-*- tenaciouslyCrunknasty Not literally, as gross as he is, but like. He flops like a hooked fish for a minute, honking like a motherfucker, then realizes it's his ghostsis.
-*- tenaciouslyCrunknasty He probably just invented a new type of the worm.
-*- tenaciouslyCrunknasty "/Damn/ girl, you scared the /motherfuck/ out of a motherfucker", he informs her as his legs flop over his head.
-*- tenaciouslyCrunknasty Qwopecia, man.
-*- chthonianGunslinger "If So Then It Would Be Very Helpful If One Of You Could Figure Out If Shes Gone There Or Not."
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "Amorance?" The Sleuth glanced up from his paper, briefly. (Oh, so he /is/ paying attention.) "Heard of it. S'far enough to be a pain t'walk. Never been there. Don't know too much about it, myself."
<PK2> Roxy gives herself a little bit of space to avoid getting struck by the Qwop legs. Qwop legs, man. They'll getcha.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Oh. Drat. "...Then Id Imagine Doing Such Investigation Would Be Somewhat Out Of The Question."
<PK2> "wouldnt that just make u an er"
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "nail on thhead doll"
<chthonianGunslinger> "Oh..."
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Oh. So /he/ is paying attention, too.
<chthonianGunslinger> "Well."
-*- tenaciouslyCrunknasty It takes him a few moments to process that.
<chthonianGunslinger> "Thank You For Your Consideration Anyway."
-*- tenaciouslyCrunknasty "Yeah," he answers at length. He seems concerned.
-*- Rabbit will continue on in his performance with another jazzified song, but this time of 'Honeybee'
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** The kindly Inspector looked almost crestfallen and vaguely determined. "W-well, I will do my best to keep an ear to the ground for information, if you would like." Not that he had an extensive network, or something. He just.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Wanted to help /okay/?
<PK2> "what does an er even do" she continues to philosophize. "it doesnt any mothers to fuck"
<chthonianGunslinger> "Oh Thank You Very Kindly But."
-*- tenaciouslyCrunknasty "Maybe an er is. /Everything/."
<chthonianGunslinger> "I Wouldnt Want To Be A Hinderence--"
-*- tenaciouslyCrunknasty Like a motherfucker is a motherfuck. And a baker is a bake. Runner is a run."
<PK2> "you mean like"
<PK2> "a-- lol yeah thats exactly what i was gonna say"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure His...not-nephew didn't seem fine at all, no. Seemed stiff and jittery, at best. Vergil barely spared him a few glances, though, before returning his attention sternly to the ground, hands stuffed in his pockets and clenched into fists.
<PK2> "i felt like ive scared ur very essence from out of you just leaving you with those two sad lil letters but now the world is just full of all kinds of possibilities w nouns"
-*- tenaciouslyCrunknasty "We on the same wavelength, girl."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "((alright.))"
-*- tenaciouslyCrunknasty "I am noun as /shit/."
-*- Rabbit his accordion is put away, as he looks over the people in the crowd. "I hope you all are d-doin' swell tonight," he says, talking out to the audience. "and if ya aren't, well, maybe a love song can lift your sp-sp-spirits." His voice quirked lower, before a tick ran through his frame. Reaching out for the mike, he tapped his foot, and then started singing
-*- Rabbit the slower piece.
-*- tenaciouslyCrunknasty "Noun with the clown."
-*- chthonianGunslinger (At least they weren't holding hands anymore.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (That shit was awkward.)
<PK2> "you just abjectified that word"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "((wh-what are we...))" Cough. "W-what are we d-doing first?"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure (He didn't start it.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (yOU CAN'T PROVE THAT)
<PK2> "hell *I* just made that word all verby style and THAT one like vice versa"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure (Your nervousness is a dead giveaway.)
<Jaspersprite> *** The crowd is more than pleased with Rabbit's songs! Despite the confusion as to exactly where the other band happened to wander off to, the robot's jazzified performance is more than well appreciated. You sure do a great job of REPLACING DETECTIVES LOOKING FOR HONEST WORK, Rabbit!
-*- chthonianGunslinger "..."
-*- chthonianGunslinger (S-shut up.)
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "..."
-*- chthonianGunslinger Man, this shoving hands into pockets thing was a real hit with the cool kids, huh? Just. All the rage. Yeah.
<Jaspersprite> *** ONE WEEK.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Sigh.
<chthonianGunslinger> "might as well get thguitar first."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "...I s-suppose the...guitar would be the place to begin."
<gallistersiveTykenure> [laughs I was scrolled up while typing that even]
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Okay this has got to sTOP.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure You'll get used to it.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure No one else will, but you will.
-*- Rabbit Thank you sourcless voice of my imagination!
<Jaspersprite> *** You're welcome! c8
-*- chthonianGunslinger But wHY--
<Jaspersprite> [[Still has the gif of the wacky inflatable tube man up]]
-*- Rabbit good)
<Jaspersprite> [[Also might be]]
<Jaspersprite> [[Getting sort of tired h r k--]]
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<chthonianGunslinger> "...dont ythink we should tell thothers first?"
-*- tenaciouslyCrunknasty "Our verbiage is gettin' mad motherfuckin' theoretical all up ins.
-*- chthonianGunslinger And then Nero really thought about what might happen if they were to do that. That, and all of its consequence.
-*- tenaciouslyCrunknasty "I ain't even know what we motherfuckers are talkin' about anymore."
<chthonianGunslinger> "...er."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Eyebrows.
<chthonianGunslinger> "maybe its better we dont."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "I concur."
<chthonianGunslinger> "what they dont know cant hurt em."
<chthonianGunslinger> "(we wouldnt get this shit done in a year let alone a fuckin week.)"
<chthonianGunslinger> "(ugh.)"
-*- chthonianGunslinger His friends, man.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Just.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Friends in general.
<Jaspersprite> *** /Nick cELESTIA
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Now you're getting it.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "(Mmheh.)"
<PurpleKoopa> "lol me neither how about we keep our blabbity blabs shut for a bit and let this music do the talkin 4 us"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure And then Vergil took a look at the aforementioned friends scattered around the room, almost thoughtfully.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...But that's why he loved him, he guessed. They wouldn't be friends if they were all robots.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (No offense, Rabbit.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (You're-- you're still really rad.)
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "...I don't think I would...want to interrupt them, anyway." The robot sure looked happy up there. As did the heap of moving clothes and the juggalo doing...whatever.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Remind him to ask you all of the questions someday.)
-*- Rabbit non taken, Nero. I'll keep dat in mind.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure ("god knows y'did enough of that t'us.")
<chthonianGunslinger> "nah man let em be."
<PurpleKoopa> Roxvisible lies does on a spare spot of the floor (sorry audience, try not to step on her) and wobbles her legs back and forth to the chill beat of Rabbit's equally chill tunes.
-*- Rabbit (even though I'll be somewhat skittish when answering)
<chthonianGunslinger> "theyre probably better off havin a ball than doin all this borin bolshevik anyway."
<chthonianGunslinger> "anyway."
<chthonianGunslinger> "lets bounce."
-*- tenaciouslyCrunknasty Gamzee's own, more visible flaily legs clears out enough space for the both of them, and then some. Is qwopecia contageous? They ain't know.
<chthonianGunslinger> "thfaster we do this thfaster we can break into alcatrax."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "...Right." Vergil pushed open the door, digging in his pocket with one hand for the map again.
<gallistersiveTykenure> [way late]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Jas]
<Jaspersprite> [[Yes hi I'm]]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [If you're tired, you can sleep. uwu I can probably run most goofy shenans -- I was half leaning toward N&V getting side-tracked anyway.]
<Jaspersprite> [[Still here sorry-- and I could prrrobably stay awake if we end up doing more GM stuff, though? But if]
<Jaspersprite> [[It doesn't look like it I mmmmight have to head in, yeah--]]
<chthonianGunslinger> [hYPOCRITES]
<chthonianGunslinger> [but yeah jasps]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Vergil does it intentionally. This kid doesn't deserve to deal with all that shit.]
-*- Rabbit carries on through, though, keeping his malfunction out of the performance. After the hospital, it was probably best not to randomly explode in front of an audience. The tune rounded to an end, and the automaton took a moment to look out over the crowd again. He searched for his party members, then spoke up.
<chthonianGunslinger> [sleep if you need to]
<Jaspersprite> [["weve only got a week to do this we better hurry an--"]]
<Jaspersprite> [["oh"]]
<Jaspersprite> [["oh SHIT"]]
<Jaspersprite> [["... What?"]]
<Jaspersprite> [["theyve got a fuckin"]]
<Jaspersprite> [["sale at thsmoothie stop"]]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [mORE BANG FOR YOUR BOONBUCK, VERGE]
<chthonianGunslinger> [oMFG]
<Jaspersprite> [["thfreezer broke n they gotta sell as much as they can before it melts verge we goTTA"]]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [YOU CANNOT RESIST]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [I was actually planning on them going to the smoothie shop or something omfg --]
<chthonianGunslinger> [WE CAN PRACTICALLY DROWN IN THSTUFF]
<chthonianGunslinger> [CMON CMON CMON CMON]
<Jaspersprite> [["... You must be joking."]]
<chthonianGunslinger> [this is so perf]
<chthonianGunslinger> [we gotta]
<chthonianGunslinger> [we gOTTA]
<Jaspersprite> [["It's."]]
<Jaspersprite> [["hALF OFF????"]]
<Rabbit> (Get Rabbit some,,,,)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [But Rabbit how do u even eat dO U EVEN LIFT]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Also]
<Rabbit> (I JUST DO)
<Jaspersprite> [[He likes to pretend sometimes maybe]]
<Rabbit> (honestly Rabbit eats so much crap
<Rabbit> (half of it falls through his jaw)
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<Jaspersprite> [[But yes I]]
<Jaspersprite> [[Hope I did a good job you guys umu]]
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<Rabbit> (of course you did <3
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<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "N-no, it's -- it's no trouble! I would be more than happy to attempt to do some digging! While I can make no promises as to the results, I -- I cannot in good conscience allow you t-to decline, Miss."
<gallistersiveTykenure> [You did the most good o,w o]
<chthonianGunslinger> "O-Oh Youre Too Kind."
-*- chthonianGunslinger Don't blush too hard there Kanaya, you might just turn into a cabbage.
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<chthonianGunslinger> "Id Appreciate It Very Much If You Could."
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<Jaspersprite> [[uOu Night, everybody!]]
<chthonianGunslinger> [niiiiiight]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Night, bro! owo Thanks for the session!]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Oh --]
<PurpleKoopa> That search shouldn't take too long - at least one of his party members is sitting up straight and producing what looks like the sound of no hands clapping.
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<PurpleKoopa> Turns out that sounds exactly like two hands clapping, except you can't actually see it.
<Rabbit> "Hope you're all havein' a wonderful evenin' folks. The names Rabbit, by the way, nice ta meet all you lovely audience members." He smiled, pausing for a moment. Yes thank you Roxy uvu
-*- PurpleKoopa oh wait are we wrapping up here))
-*- PurpleKoopa haha whoops i came in too late to do things))
<Rabbit> (are we?)
<Rabbit> (hrps < u >)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Well, we can continue with character interaction and such, and I can probably vaguely GM things]
-*- PurpleKoopa man i gotta get these internet probs worked out))
-*- PurpleKoopa haha idk i'd like to do something since my internet's been terrible (and still is))
-*- Rabbit how do I segway,,,)
-*- PurpleKoopa "hey roxy wanna get a bite to eat" "oh yeah where @" "why the SMOOTHIE STOP OF COURSE" "yaaaaaaay"
<chthonianGunslinger> [and that's how the gang somehow all ended up in the same place anyway]
<Rabbit> (yaaay saving children)
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-*- Rabbit considers writing 'rabbit segways into 'dadadadda' in a longer fancier way because I can't think of anyfin)
-*- Rabbit closes comp as it's making bad noise)
<PurpleKoopa> Roxy holds onto one of Gamzee's eternally flopping limbs and rides it back upwards until she can stand back on her feet. "man rab that was like nothing ive ever seen before"
<PurpleKoopa> "i mean really i havent exactly gone to any other concerts before"
<PurpleKoopa> "im no musical expert but i gotta say those were some real nice precedents youre settin there"
-*- Rabbit oh I'm done then :?
-*- Rabbit I don't know,,,
<gallistersiveTykenure> [oh wait what]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [I'm sorry cERTAIN PEOPLE were]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Distracting me]
-*- PK1 if you dudes are doing this smoothie thing I'm game
-*- Rabbit smoothies yes,,,
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** A slick fedora poked out onto the stage. "(Hey. Buddy. Your time's up.)"
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...?
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "(Real nice job. They love you. Now hop down.)"
-*- Rabbit looks around. "Oh, alright." He says, before doing just that. Except he sort of sat on the edge and slid down instead instead of hopping.
-*- Rabbit Just because he's Rabbit don't mean he hop--
-*- PK1 can he do the roger rabbit though
-*- Rabbit approaches Roxy, and responds now that--maybe--they are closer to each other
-*- Rabbit he can also take his face apart and scare small children
-*- PK1 those kids in the hospital need a second visit
-*- Rabbit smiles to the invisible girl-but I already traumatized them once
<Rabbit> "Danks, Roxy! Always aim ta please." He beams once more.
<PK1> The invisible girl smiles right back! A shame you can't see it, but the quality's inherit to her voice. "someday man thats gonna be us doing that riders of fortune & excitement show"
<PK1> "but till then DANG i am cray parched"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Vergil examined his map silently, picking out not only the location of the...TV studio, was it? but also other locations in the city. Pawn shop, music store, mechanic's shop... It didn't have much of great interest to offer, to him. Really, though, what could he expect from a place he hiked to after waking up in a desolate wasteland?
-*- gallistersiveTykenure And now there were missing children.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Hold on hold on.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Is that.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (A mechanic's shop he sees there?)
-*- chthonianGunslinger Squint.
<chthonianGunslinger> (nero peering over people's shoulders is rude)
<chthonianGunslinger> (even if you are a midget.)
<PK1> "youre not like one of those bendy bots right like the kind that run on booze"
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "Ladies, gents. Everybody give a round of applause t'our impromptu guest." The Sleuth motioned toward the robot, briefly adjusting his microphone while the crowd indeed applauded (again). "And now, for th'rest of the night, your favorite, yours truly, the --"
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "thbattlecry death pigeons," Ace inserted gruffly.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Eyeroll.
-*- chthonianGunslinger O-oh. There they go. She supposed that was the end of that, then. At least they were going to look into it, hopefully. It would do them so much good if they could.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Lucky they're on stage already or he'd really show you what glaring meant.
-*- chthonianGunslinger She gives the Inspector a pat nonetheless and smiles. "(Good Luck With The Naming.)"
<chthonianGunslinger> "(I Feel Like You Might Need It.)"
<Rabbit> "Well, I ain't too bendy-" Oh hey, he pauses to bow to the crowd, before going back to responding. "I don't really know about runnin on booze, doe. Had whiskey once or twice." That didn't really agree with him, of course, but he wouldn't let on about that.
-*- Rabbit also uh
-*- Rabbit should I retrieve Gamzee's lady undies from the stage or
-*- Rabbit also am I less poor by any chance
-*- PK1 > AD: equip undies
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "(O-oh, I am afraid I must take my position in our merry band yet again --)" The Inspector slumped ever so slightly, against his usual posture, and offered a sheepish smile. "(Thank you very kindly. I will do my best to beware for information concerning your lost vehicle's whereabouts!)"
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** That said, he slipped up onto the stage, and that was indeed the end of that.
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Fun fact]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Still haven't read Problem Sleuth]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Flying almost completely blind with these characters]
-*- chthonianGunslinger "(Thank You)" She quietly mouthed one last time, before deciding to finally make her leave back into the bar. She supposed now would be a good time to find her friends--
-*- chthonianGunslinger Oh, there was Rabbit.
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-*- chthonianGunslinger She waves for a bit before making her way towards the impromptu musician.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** AD fails to equip the undies. He is not amused by your suggestion.
<chthonianGunslinger> (coulda fooled me 8y)
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-*- chthonianGunslinger >ps: equip the undies in his stead
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Sleuth eyes the article in question and, after a moment of deliberation, kicks it in Rabbit's direction. "Think she wanted ya t'take these with you, pal." That earned more than a few chuckles from the crowd.
-*- chthonianGunslinger >ps: nO THAT'S NOT WHAT I WANTED YOU TO DO
-*- chthonianGunslinger >ps: BAD P.I
-*- chthonianGunslinger >ps: VERY BAD.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Yeah, yeah. He's a little busy here, y'see? Running a jazz band an' all.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Hey, who put you in charge --
-*- chthonianGunslinger >ps: well you can forget mE ever reading yOUR comic ever again! >B[
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** O-oh dear, please do not --
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Yeah. They're never gonna change.
<PK1> "oh la la rabbit it seems as if u had some panty throwin lady friends in the audience 2nite"
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** And then, once again, instrumental mood music rises up in the night club.
<PK1> "that is truly the mark of a musician when u can make a case of the vapors break out in the crowd"
-*- Rabbit waves to Kan, and then gets a new decoration to his hat, it seems. A bit of steam huffs from his cheeks, "W-w-well, uh..." His tone was slightly flustered as he tugged the underwear in question off of his hat. "I guess so, heh."
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** It occurs to Sleuth that that was perhaps much longer than a ten minute break. But.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Eh.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Who's countin'?
<chthonianGunslinger> *** i was
<chthonianGunslinger> *** 0u0
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Sorry, sweet cheeks. He doesn't answer to anybody's clock.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Even yours.
<chthonianGunslinger> *** then i guess y0u d0n't answer t0 any0ne's paycheck either.
<PK1> Oh hey, there's someone else she knows! "hey kananerz bananerz whereve you been all day?"
<chthonianGunslinger> *** s0rry my mistake.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Hey. The crowd's happy, alright?
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Fine, fine, he'll keep an eye on it next time. Just don't let Dick be.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Well.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Dick, about it.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Oh, Roxy, was that you? It was so hard to tell when you were only a bundle of clothes and socks. "Hello There Roxy Ive--"
<chthonianGunslinger> "Ive Running A Few Errands You Could Say."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Meanwhile, Vergil became aware of the eyes peering curiously over his shoulder (albeit with some effort. He refolded the map slowly, eyeing Nero dubiously over his shoulder, as though to drive home the point that.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Yeah. That was rude. And weird.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Especially with that expression.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...What? What? You kept hogging the map! What else was he supposed to do?
-*- chthonianGunslinger God.
-*- Rabbit quietly
-*- Rabbit deposits the undergarments into his sylladex, he supposes? it'd be rude to just toss them out,,,
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "...Don't fall behind," he remarked casually, tucking the map in his pocket and his fists along with it. It's the newest style.
-*- chthonianGunslinger "yeah whatever." The latest sensation, you could say. It's raging across the nation. So don't you change that sta--
<PK1> "good 4 bz body i think all i was pretend to be clothes for a while and then check out this rockin rabbit rumpus"
-*- chthonianGunslinger no dad get out i dont need your shitty songwriting right now
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Rabbit gains MYSTERIOUS UNDERGARMENTS.
<chthonianGunslinger> "Well I Certainly Cant Argue That Our Companion Here Was Indeed Very 'Rocking'."
-*- Rabbit o: !!!
-*- Rabbit is very proud of dese complements yes
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** MYSTERIOUS UNDERGARMENTS: Um. You're not really certain where these came from. And you don't really want to wear them. Your reasons for keeping them are dubious at best.
<chthonianGunslinger> "Perhaps You Could Convince The Owner To Do A Few Venues In Your Spare Time."
-*- Rabbit maybe I can give dem to da spine
-*- Rabbit he might have a bra dat matches
<chthonianGunslinger> "I Cant Imagine Them Saying No."
<Rabbit> "M-maybe! Certainly a step up from bein stuck on da streets."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure ...So yeah.
<chthonianGunslinger> "...so wheres this studio spposed tbe?"
<chthonianGunslinger> "Oh How Horrible."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "You tell me." Heheh.
<chthonianGunslinger> "I Know We Found You On The Streets But I Didnt Dare Think That You Actually Lived There."
<chthonianGunslinger> "Howd You Get To Be In Such An Awful Predicament?"
-*- chthonianGunslinger !
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...mumblegrumblemumble.
<chthonianGunslinger> "(...f-five blocks tthe left.)"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Happy now?
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Heh.
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-*- chthonianGunslinger Knowitall.
<PurpleKoopa> "you should let nero give you a checkup he can give the sickest mods like a MOTOTAR"
<chthonianGunslinger> "Im Honestly Surprised He Hasnt Asked You All Sorts Of Questions Yet."
<chthonianGunslinger> "...Though I Suppose He Was Somewhat Unable To Until Very Recently."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "Reading over someone's shoulder is rude, you know." Vergil kept on going straight, glancing between the windows of buildings, briefly, and looking back down at seams in the concrete quickly.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Damn reflection.
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-*- PK2 argh I really need to see what I can do about this Internet problem)
-*- chthonianGunslinger "yeah right like youve got any right tdecide whats polite or not." ...Seriously, what was his deal? It was like he saw ghost in each and every one of his reflecti--
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Oh.
<Rabbit> "Oh, I wasn't on da streets for too long..." Only a week or two. And then mention of the checkup brought a nervious laugh from the robot. "I uh, think I'm fine on a checkup an all. Still runnin well enough, y'know."
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<gallistersiveTykenure> [punches PK's internet in the snout to establish fUNCTIONALITY]
<chthonianGunslinger> "Regardless Being Homeless For Any Amount Of Time Mustve Been Such An Awful Fright."
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<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Kanaya, you.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** You've sort of been homeless for over a month.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Arguably longer than that.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Kanaya you slept on a bench last night. Denial is not healthy.
-*- chthonianGunslinger That.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Was a special circumstance.
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<gallistersiveTykenure> *** You've been banned from both of the local hotels due to Vergil's...erm. Vergil, and Sollux's condition.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** You are homeless, Kanaya.
-*- PurpleKoopa told you we were hobo children
<chthonianGunslinger> (vergil's vergil)
-*- PurpleKoopa but good ones
<chthonianGunslinger> (basically explains everything)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [pRETTY MUCH]
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Speaking of whom.
<Rabbit> "Erm, a bit, I suppose, I mean, wasn't like I could r-really shut down for a night..." He frowned a bit, not mentioning any paranoia of being stolen and sold for scrap in the middle of the night.
-*- chthonianGunslinger tHEY.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Will find a way.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Yeah. Oh.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Oh, uh.
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-*- chthonianGunslinger Maybe.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Maybe it's better he doesn't ask.
<PurpleKoopa> Roxy gives her robot buddy a good invisipat pat. "aw its ok bot you dont have to worry about that if you stick around with us"
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<PurpleKoopa> "say i know whatll cheer us up lets get something to eat felt like its been AGES since ive subsided on something that wasnt plain air molecules"
<PurpleKoopa> "aka ghostfarts but thats uh"
<PurpleKoopa> "thats gamzee science"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "I've developed better manners than y-- than you have, to be certain." He chose to ignore the general awkwardness that his not-nephew's new silence was teeming with, paying attention instead to not running into someone while turning right.
<Rabbit> He perks right up. "I like dat idea."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure The salamander ignored him, waddling on his way.
-*- Rabbit bathroom break)
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Made him miss his brother's silly little surrogate pet. Of course, they couldn't have a normal pet, no.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Hah.
<chthonianGunslinger> "Oh Yes If Its Safety Youre Worried About I Can Assure We Have That In Great Numbers."
-*- chthonianGunslinger chirp.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure But that stubborn little creature would be better than most things he'd seen in days. He wagered he might feel the urge to embrace it.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure (You know he doesn't mean that, Sir Velociroarptor. You are not silly. You are highly intelligent and intellectually engaged.)
<PurpleKoopa> "weve got more safety than a well loved stuffed animal"
-*- chthonianGunslinger "ugh dont even start with that." He didn't care if he had to put on the grumpy little brat routine; he was happy so long as it was something else. "i already hear enough of it from patty."
<chthonianGunslinger> "manners are good ftea parties an thats it."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "..."
<PurpleKoopa> "who needs them when we got REAL animals motherfuckers cat + dog right here yo"
<chthonianGunslinger> "nobodys ever gonna use manners in threal world."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "...You attend tea parties?"
<chthonianGunslinger> "yask em please an yknow what theyll tell yeh?"
<PurpleKoopa> "omg kanaya did i have show you fat smarny"
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Uh.
<PurpleKoopa> "*did i ever show you whoa whats grammar"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Ohhhh, this is rich.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Cough.
<chthonianGunslinger> "i--"
<chthonianGunslinger> "i got blackmailed into one once okay?"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure That smirk. (He ain't toothless either, man.)
<chthonianGunslinger> "i didnt wanna go or anythin."
<chthonianGunslinger> "so ycan cut that shit right out."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "Of course, of course."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Heheheh.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Yeah, yeah, whatever. He's gonna kill ya. He's gonna eat ya. Seen it all before.
<chthonianGunslinger> "Fat..."
<chthonianGunslinger> "...Smarny?"
<chthonianGunslinger> "Im Afraid I Dont Understand."
<PurpleKoopa> "yeah fat smarny hes our new cat"
-*- Rabbit is slightly reassured (even if he's still uncertain in their company)
-*- chthonianGunslinger Pout. "didnt i tell you tcut that shit out?"
<Rabbit> "Ya mean da one from da hotel room?
<chthonianGunslinger> "i fuckin swear--"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "I believe you did."
-*- Rabbit quotation mark
<chthonianGunslinger> "yaskin fit!"
<chthonianGunslinger> "I Wasnt Aware That We Had A New Ca--"
<PurpleKoopa> "you shouldve seen nero with him i swear if he were lmaoing any harder i would have to put him in a duct tape butt cast"
<chthonianGunslinger> "Oh."
<chthonianGunslinger> "Oh."
<chthonianGunslinger> "Ohohoho Roxy I Believe Youve Mistaken Our Dear Woofbeats For Something More..."
<chthonianGunslinger> "Felidae."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure No response but to continue smirking irrepressibly, crossing the street with a brief glance both ways. (There were no cars here, anyway.)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [poor, poor Roxy]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [she was just]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [so excited to have a cat 8m8]
-*- chthonianGunslinger You. Are really fucking asking for it now. He is burning holes into that oily doo of yours, you tool. "whatever."
<PurpleKoopa> "buh?" The shoulders on the shirt slump.
<chthonianGunslinger> "knowin yeh yve probably gone ta. like. a million tea parties."
<Rabbit> "Hey, where is da pup anyways?"
-*- Rabbit is he still sleepin
<chthonianGunslinger> "seriously what are yeven tryin tprove with that get up? that the victorian age aint dead?"
<chthonianGunslinger> "well ive got some bad fuckin news fyeh mister--"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Hey. Hey.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Hey man, don't dish the dirt unless you're prepared to get a little filthy yourself.
<chthonianGunslinger> "You See Halley Underwent A Similar Affliction As The Rest Of Us."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "It's a fine outfit. Hardly anything you'd appreciate."
<chthonianGunslinger> "He Ah--"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Snoooooooooooooore.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Are we sure he's not still a cat --
<chthonianGunslinger> "Hed Turned Just A Bit More Feline Than To His Liking."
<chthonianGunslinger> "yeah cuz i actually dress like a normal person."
-*- Rabbit good one nero)
-*- chthonianGunslinger Ugh, speaking of clothes, this coat was killing him. Felt like it was a sauna in here. The coat was slugged off and tied around his waist, revealing his (still slightly ripped) HOODIE VEST.
<PurpleKoopa> "ooooooooooooooh my god"
-*- chthonianGunslinger TRENDY.
<PurpleKoopa> "^soooOOOooo many o's"
<PurpleKoopa> "you mean to tell me that halley was smarny this entire time"
<PurpleKoopa> "that"
-*- PurpleKoopa /srsrnkNK/
<PurpleKoopa> "thats actually kinda funny!"
-*- chthonianGunslinger (And let's not forget that 'shark' necklace either. Kid, you don't live in SoCal. Your dad has barely stepped foot in SoCal. It's time to face facts.)
<PurpleKoopa> "but funny w a bit a sadness mixed into it like spittin in your oj or something i mean MAN i wanted a catty companion like so bad"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Snrk. "It Is Just A Little Bit Amusing Isnt It."
<chthonianGunslinger> "Though Im Afraid Your Feline Companion Is No More Roxy."
<chthonianGunslinger> "My Apologies."
<PurpleKoopa> "its ok kanaya"
<PurpleKoopa> "smarny will live on thru my heart"
<PurpleKoopa> "and halleys heart"
<Rabbit> "Maybe we can find a pet store latah and get you a kitty cat."
<PurpleKoopa> "he was the doggiest cat that ive ever had the joy of knowing for all of half a hour--YEAH WICKED"
<chthonianGunslinger> "Oh That Would Be Nice."
<chthonianGunslinger> "It Might Cost Us Quite A Bit Though."
<chthonianGunslinger> "Purrbeasts Are In High Demand In Such A Scarce Wasteland Like This I Bet."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "Normal? You're a walking Hot Topic." Vergil didn't bother to look back at the new arrangement, focused on the seams in the concrete. "You have all the taste of the average teenage half-wit." The kind he and Dante encountered constantly, and the kind Dante seemed to insist on making a vague attempt to fit in with/rebel against fitting in with and thereby fit in with all the more snugly.
<PurpleKoopa> "could we sell the dog + the dogs bonds to make enough dough 4 ma kitteh cat"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure (Though he seemed to refuse to see the true results of the latter. He was a rebel for the sake of rebellion.)
<PurpleKoopa> "fuck i bet we could buy like NINE cats one for each cat life/life savings deposit halley has in the national dogbank"
-*- Rabbit smirks a bit. "I don't dink he'd really appreciate bein' sold too much, but maybe he could lend da money for a new friend."
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** NEW FURRIEND GCAT
-*- Rabbit DEF WON'T BETRAY US AT ALL
-*- PurpleKoopa /so/ boned
-*- chthonianGunslinger "an youve got a problem with that? listen i know this might surprise ybut--"
<PurpleKoopa> "its a strange time we live in when i have to lend money from a dawg"
<gallistersiveTykenure> [crap brb]
<PurpleKoopa> "woof"
-*- chthonianGunslinger "i aint got no problems with blendin in. ive always got thhair stupid hair an pasty white skin workin against me. if i stood out any more id be thlivin bully bullseye."
-*- Rabbit shrugs. "At least he travels with ya instead of all over da place.
<PurpleKoopa> "yeah its better that hes not a stray"
-*- chthonianGunslinger He wasn't, fortunantly. Mostly because of his notoriety of having an attitude. Combine that with the fact that he actually meant something to do the baseball-- a lot of somethings, in fact-- and he was damn near untouchable.
<PurpleKoopa> "ha ha were kinda all a bunch of strays though"
-*- chthonianGunslinger (But still not quite untouchable enough, he found.)
<chthonianGunslinger> "sides."
<PurpleKoopa> "out rollin round the globe w/o no one to keep us in check but each other"
<chthonianGunslinger> "does it look like i give a shit bout what some idiots think?"
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Yes.)
<chthonianGunslinger> "I..."
<chthonianGunslinger> "Suppose Thats One Way Of Looking At It But."
<chthonianGunslinger> "In A Way Were Not Truly Strays Are We."
<chthonianGunslinger> "We Have Each Other."
<chthonianGunslinger> "And In Some Ways I Guess That Makes Us A Family."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Some more literally than others.
<PurpleKoopa> "your words are the truth nuggets that shimmer like diamonds kanaya"
<chthonianGunslinger> "Oh."
<chthonianGunslinger> "Well Im Not Sure Id Put It Like That But."
<chthonianGunslinger> "Thank You."
<PurpleKoopa> "truuuuuuuuuth nuuuuuggeeeeeeeeets"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Blushu blushu.
<PurpleKoopa> "y SO w"
-*- PurpleKoopa /me (:
<PurpleKoopa> "cmon dorks im gonna go into invizombie mode if i dont get something to eat soon"
<chthonianGunslinger> "Its Been A Long Time Since Weve Eaten Hasnt It."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "Even if I told you honestly, you'd merely contradict me." Same thing Dante always did, the few times he tried to bring it up. Though.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure It was usually much more seriously, and usually ended equally seriously.
<chthonianGunslinger> "Well."
<PurpleKoopa> "whens the last time YOUVE eaten kanaya"
<PurpleKoopa> "you need 2 be hittin the blood smoothies"
<chthonianGunslinger> "It Does Seem Like Its Been Getting To Be A While..."
<chthonianGunslinger> "Though."
<chthonianGunslinger> "You Dont Seem To Be The Best Donor At The Moment."
<chthonianGunslinger> "...whats that spposed tmean?"
<chthonianGunslinger> "do i look like one of those airheaded dumbasses tyeh?"
<chthonianGunslinger> "hell like youd know."
<PurpleKoopa> "yeah tryin to get a clean bite off my see thru neck is a little unfeasible atm you might as well be doing operation blindfolded"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure There went the eyebrows, ever so slightly. "And why would I not?"
<chthonianGunslinger> "yprobably never even seen my school let alone step one foot in it."
<chthonianGunslinger> "And I Wouldnt Want Things To Get Messy."
<chthonianGunslinger> "It Would Be."
<PurpleKoopa> "youre just tryin to guess+check where the right veins are then suddenly OH SHIT THERE GOES ALL MY BLOOD"
<chthonianGunslinger> "Unfortunate."
<PurpleKoopa> "man dont they sell like"
<PurpleKoopa> "ACTUAL smoothies somewhere tho?"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "Perhaps not yours specifically." Though, given the number they'd been circulated through... If, after the first breakdown, the first incident, the first bad bump in the road -- if they didn't switch houses, they switched schools. "I've been to plenty of schools, however."
<PurpleKoopa> "i thought i saw something about it on the map maybe well cash out get 4real bloo smoos"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure It.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure It wasn't the most pleasant thing to think about. Not with everything attached to it.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure (All those schools were destroyed now. He imagined Felicia would cry over that, and he was worthless to help.)
<PurpleKoopa> "rabbit i betcha you can get motor oil or w/e fuel you musicbots run on"
<PurpleKoopa> "yes these are def the kind of edible things that theyd sell @ the smooth shack"
<chthonianGunslinger> "yeah? an let me guess."
<chthonianGunslinger> "theyre all thfuckin same."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "..."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Ah. Just about there.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "Essentially, yes."
-*- chthonianGunslinger He couldn't say he was curious-- his dad made it a habit to never mention his childhood, after all. Little bits and pieces here and there, maybe, but nothing more. The best Nero could figure out was that he'd been through a slew of houses in the foster care, and... that was about it, really. Sometimes he'd hear snippets of his life before those bad old times, but.
-*- chthonianGunslinger That never lasted long.
-*- chthonianGunslinger But a part of him held back, just a bit. He wasn't stupid, after all. There was a reason his old man made a point not to talk about it. A very good reason.
<chthonianGunslinger> "Perhaps If Im Lucky They Might Have Some Kind Of O Positive Smoothie."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure It hurt. And it was not a burden anyone deserved to bear.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Hah. Hahaha.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Let alone an alternate universe nephew.
-*- chthonianGunslinger So he picked something safe. Schools. More specifially, how stupid schools were.
<chthonianGunslinger> "fuckin knew it."
<chthonianGunslinger> "they say its different cross thcost but i knew better."
<chthonianGunslinger> "stupid is as stupid fuckin does."
<chthonianGunslinger> [*cOAST]
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "It does vary some," Vergil admitted, pulling one hand from his pockets to tweak his coat's collar. "However, the sheer stupidity is nearly a universal constant."
<PurpleKoopa> "i certainly hope so"
<PurpleKoopa> "and if NOT then we can go meet the cashier in a back alley somewheres"
<chthonianGunslinger> "an it get keeps gettin stupider with each an every year. i swear people dont even try sometimes."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "Oh?" He slowed to a halt, turning halfway to listen. (Sure, he'd been there and done that for years, but he might as well listen.)
<PurpleKoopa> "anyway what are we still standin around here for? we got smooths to groove 2"
<chthonianGunslinger> "theres this one guy in my advanced algebra class that cant do multiplication fthfuckin life of im."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Advanced algebra, huh?
<chthonianGunslinger> "i dunno how thhell he got in there but i tell you what it wasnt by skill."
-*- chthonianGunslinger Oh.
-*- chthonianGunslinger He said it was.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Advanced.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Algebra.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Didn't he.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Shit, he's really gotta stop doing that.)
<chthonianGunslinger> "Hold Your Hoofbeasts Lalonde Im Coming."
<chthonianGunslinger> "You Must Really Desire Those Fruit Based Drinks Dont You."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "It's not uncommon for some people to use stature or money to give their children an...advantage." ...was he just gonna ignore -- "Those of us who earn it on our own merit are far better off, in truth."
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<gallistersiveTykenure> [bids Tits a weeping farewell]
<PurpleKoopa> Roxy's clothes make their way through the throng (how long had that jazz band been on stage?) and out of the bar. Alright, if she remembered that map correctly, it should be over... this-away? Seems right.
-*- chthonianGunslinger GURL ADVENCHURES
<PurpleKoopa> "you know it kan theres a smoothie with my name on it waiting for me"
<PurpleKoopa> "we gots ta hurry up and get there before it melts into a frothy slush"
<PurpleKoopa> "or not even frothy even just like"
<PurpleKoopa> "juice"
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Was he seriously not gonna comment on it? Did he really just... not care? At all?
<PurpleKoopa> "a dumpy cup of juice thats been sittin out there for hours"
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Oh hell, of course he wouldn't care. This dude leapt at the chance to explain what dysentry was. Wherever he was, he was in the company of. Uh.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Nerds.
<chthonianGunslinger> "Oh Ugh That Sounds Absolutely Dreadful."
<chthonianGunslinger> "Lets Make Haste Before Such A Tragedy Happens Then."
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** ROXY: Choose ODDS or EVENS.
<chthonianGunslinger> "We Wouldnt Want You Deprived Of Your Juice."
-*- PurpleKoopa oh my god this most important coin toss i've seen thus far
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** It is a matter of SMOOTHIE or WATERY.
-*- PurpleKoopa THIS DILEMMA IS EXCRUCIATING WHAT WILL I EVER odds
-*- chthonianGunslinger Besides, he just said what Nero had been saying for years. Tch, assholes.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Still, he couldn't help but be a little bit wary to answer at first. "...heh. ytellin me."
<chthonianGunslinger> "that guys dad is apparently one of the richest bankers in capulet so."
<chthonianGunslinger> "there ygo."
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Roxy and Kanaya arrive outside of BURGER KING in all capital letters and underlined multiple times.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Roxy, no. You had one job.
<PurpleKoopa> "its not the juice i want kan kan its the smoot--"
<chthonianGunslinger> "he plays bat at my team sometimes."
<chthonianGunslinger> "hes."
<PurpleKoopa> Roxy looks up at the sign.
<chthonianGunslinger> "okay."
<PurpleKoopa> She falls onto her knees.
<PurpleKoopa> Bracelet on her wrist is cast up to the heavens "nooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"
<chthonianGunslinger> "but i guess hid old man wisned up an figured out that 'okay' aint good enough for yale."
-*- chthonianGunslinger Uh. There there.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Pat pat.
-*- chthonianGunslinger "Im Sure If We Hurry We Can Still Make It Before They Liquidize."
-*- chthonianGunslinger "Come On Ill Lead The Way."
-*- chthonianGunslinger DANANANANANA!
-*- chthonianGunslinger GURL ADVENCHURES!
<PurpleKoopa> No time for tears, KANAYA'S GOT THIS
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "I should think not. An inability to multiply or swing properly is hardly a sign of the breed that the Ivy League prefers."
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** KANAYA: Choose ODDS or EVENS.
<PurpleKoopa> "we better keep movin kanny if we slow down the whopper police are gonna force-feed us their ratshit fast food"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Even Stevens.
<chthonianGunslinger> "You Dont Seem To Be Very Fond Of That Place Or Of Their 'Whoppers'."
<chthonianGunslinger> "an then oh noooooo whod take up his filthy rich seat of doin absolutely nothin?"
<chthonianGunslinger> "cept."
<chthonianGunslinger> "i dunno."
<PurpleKoopa> "the less we talk about the burger king the better"
<chthonianGunslinger> "checkin up on his stocks sometimes."
<chthonianGunslinger> "~hard work~."
<PurpleKoopa> "hes like"
<PurpleKoopa> "the dead eyed monarch of uncanny valley"
<PurpleKoopa> "feeding u hamboigers"
<chthonianGunslinger> "That Would Probably Sound Much More Awful If I Knew What A Hamburger Was."
<chthonianGunslinger> "Though It Already Sounds Positively Awful As It Is So."
<chthonianGunslinger> "Perhaps Its Better I Dont Know."
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Kanaya's DATED HUMAN TELEVISION REFERENCE (except NOT REALLY as the phrase existed prior to the television series, says Vergil), doubtless learned from one DAVE STRIDER, pays off! The girls arrive at the SMOOTHIE STOP, a colorful building that looks structured to be a modern teen hangout.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Mothergrub bless you David Strider.
<PurpleKoopa> Roxy can finally stop running. She's here. She's /home/. And it's more beautiful than she ever imagined.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Through the large front windows (on which an obscenely colorful design is spattered, reading "THE SMOOTHIE STOP" in fashionable print), the party members can see patrons of ALL RACES and KINDS consorting and commingling casually on comfortable couches, around coffee tables, at the counter.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** It's like a coffee shop, but with smoothies. And teenagers.
-*- chthonianGunslinger It is indeed very, ah, chic. Something that she'd no doubt see Strider himself attending.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Perhaps it is fate.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** ironically.
<gallistersiveTykenure> [debates whether or not to have N&V there]
<chthonianGunslinger> [they run into the girls]
<chthonianGunslinger> [it is also fate]
<gallistersiveTykenure> ["Kanaya and Roxy MAY OR MAY NOT fail to notice the could-be twins standing off to one side, chatting in the shade of the building"]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Vergil was bringing Nero there anyway, I was having him stop outside so I could humorously reveal that Nero didn't even notice he wasn't taking the right path or anything]
<chthonianGunslinger> [alas, they notice them a bit too late.]
<chthonianGunslinger> [cRASH]
<chthonianGunslinger> [but yes that's]
<chthonianGunslinger> [pretty perf]
<PurpleKoopa> "kanaya"
<PurpleKoopa> "we made it"
<PurpleKoopa> "were /here/"
<PurpleKoopa> "would you just LOOK @ this teen-friendly multicultural wonderland that lays before us"
<chthonianGunslinger> "It Certainly Took Us Quite A Bit Of Effort To Get Here."
<chthonianGunslinger> "Who Knew This Hive Cluster Could Be So Difficult To Navigate Through."
<chthonianGunslinger> "Though."
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** A pair of MYSTERIOUS FIGURES lurk MYSTERIOUSLY in the MYSTERIOUS SHADE of the building -- hidden and MYSTERIOUS, a stark contrast to the overly bright colors of the shop itself. Roxy and Kanaya, afflicted by a hunger for SMOOTHIES and the responsibility to HELP said hunger-afflicted fellow, MAY OR MAY NOT notice this MYSTERY.
<PurpleKoopa> "yeah all of those left/right turns man its like a choose your adventure book where the options are all either smoothie heaven or BURGER HELL"
<chthonianGunslinger> "Before You Enter Could I Interest You In Changing Your Wardrobe First."
<chthonianGunslinger> "One Shouldnt Go Into Such A Public Place Without Looking Their Best."
<PurpleKoopa> "haha kan u sweety how am i gonna look SO GOOD with a skin condition like THIS"
<PurpleKoopa> "i mean u cant even SEE my face let alone any blemishes or shit that i might have on it"
<PurpleKoopa> "o wait"
<PurpleKoopa> "maybe its already perf"
<PurpleKoopa> "see thru ppl dang thats what this all race-encompassing place is missing"
<PurpleKoopa> "anyway what kinda duds go good for the invisiteens"
<chthonianGunslinger> "Well Obviously We Want Something Thatll Really 'Pop' So You Wont."
<chthonianGunslinger> "Uh."
<chthonianGunslinger> "Go Missed."
-*- chthonianGunslinger Kanaya pulls out her trusty wardrobifier and lightly shakes it awake from its eternal slumber. "If I May I Think I Might Have The Perfect Outfit To Do Just That."
<PurpleKoopa> "lol kan im still p sure that its not always imperceptible = unnoticeable"
<chthonianGunslinger> "Well They Cetainly Wont Forget You In This."
-*- chthonianGunslinger TSSSSSSEW.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Why, no, Roxy.
-*- chthonianGunslinger http://www.weddingstyleonline.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/01/hot-pink-cocktail-dress.jpg No they will not.
<PurpleKoopa> "whoooooooaaaaa mah gah that is PINK"
<PurpleKoopa> "i wish you could see how hard my jaw is droppin @ that dress"
<chthonianGunslinger> "...Would It Be To Rude To Ask If Your Jaw Dropping Is A Good Thing Or A Bad Thing."
<PurpleKoopa> "it just broke thru seven layers of boards kung fu style and then a final one 4 FAB"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "Doubtless," Vergil replied dryly, examining the wall of the establishment beside which they'd parked themselves. "It's no better anywhere else, if that gives you some semblance of comfort."
<PurpleKoopa> "y thats a good thing"
<PurpleKoopa> "fab is never not a good thing"
<chthonianGunslinger> "Awwww Well Thank You."
<chthonianGunslinger> "I Hand Stitched That Myself For A Friend Of Mine."
<PurpleKoopa> "woooooo fancy schmancy hand-me-downs"
-*- chthonianGunslinger It was, in her words, "FINTASTIC! 38D".
<PurpleKoopa> "i can only hope that i live up to the legacy"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Kanaya herself makes a point to change her own wardrobe. They had to match as a pair, of course. It just wouldn't be right otherwise.
-*- chthonianGunslinger http://wvpapach.org/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/ab40e__green-dress.jpg There, perfection. An old favorite of hers couldn't ever hurt, right?
<chthonianGunslinger> "Oh But Roxy How Could You Possibly Live Up To That Legacy..."
<chthonianGunslinger> "...When You Already Do."
-*- chthonianGunslinger c:
<gallistersiveTykenure> [awww]
-*- chthonianGunslinger c;
<PurpleKoopa> "awwwwww aw awwww kanaya ur KILLING me with these barrage of mad compliments"
-*- chthonianGunslinger "so ytellin me i can look forward to dumb douchebags gettin all thglory for doin nothin anywhere i go?" Nero huffed, finally bothering to look away from the concrete. "gre--"
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...
<PurpleKoopa> "when we stride into this stop not gonna the DRINKS that are ssmmooootthhhhh"
<chthonianGunslinger> "this isnt thstudio."
<chthonianGunslinger> "is it."
<PurpleKoopa> "wonk wonk wonk wonk"
<PurpleKoopa> "damn haha i hope i get revisible soon so not all of my wonks r verbalized"
<chthonianGunslinger> "Ahahaha Yes We Will Make All Fruit Based Drinks Simply Pale In Comparasion."
-*- chthonianGunslinger Quite literally.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Kanaya offers an arm for her invisible friend to take. One's entrance must be full of stride, after all.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Vergil glanced up, briefly, with a ghost of a wry smile. "It is not."
<chthonianGunslinger> "...ydid this on purpose didnt yeh."
<chthonianGunslinger> "cuz theres no fuckin way ythis blind."
<chthonianGunslinger> "wh--"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "No, I'm not. You, however..."
<chthonianGunslinger> "i--"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure He shrugged, vaguely. "You followed me here."
-*- chthonianGunslinger They never did take a left...
-*- chthonianGunslinger Oh you little--
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Shrug.
<chthonianGunslinger> "thats no fair! ydistracted me ydoofus."
<chthonianGunslinger> "in fact i bet yhad this planned all along!"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "And if I did?"
<chthonianGunslinger> "...but why?"
<chthonianGunslinger> "i know we got like a week an everything but--"
<PurpleKoopa> The two link arms, and then the floating pink dress and her alien gal pal stride into the restaurant side by side. The smoothie machines sulk miserably, wallowing in their smooth envy. There is most assuredly not an eye in the room that is not directed toward this pair of unstoppable fashionistas. They OWN the Smoothie Shop, /bitch/. >B]
<PurpleKoopa> About 70% of that last message was taking place in Roxy's head.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Hello there, ladies.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...And boys.
-*- chthonianGunslinger And those who may or may not be inbetween.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure The smile was snuffed out, eyes again focused on the wall. Sure was a nice wall. Another shrug, this one slighter than before.
-*- chthonianGunslinger And those whose races have no room for gender based pronouns.
-*- PurpleKoopa And the smoothie machines. They're just /jealous/.
-*- chthonianGunslinger So very jealous.
<chthonianGunslinger> "...h-hey cmon."
<chthonianGunslinger> "i aint gonna bitch yout or anythin if ytell me."
<chthonianGunslinger> "i mean."
<chthonianGunslinger> "we do have a week an all."
<chthonianGunslinger> "snot like were on thclock here."
-*- chthonianGunslinger He just doesn't want you to zone out like that again. It reminded him too much of...of...
<PurpleKoopa> Stuff is being strutted left and right, all the way to the counter. Whoever the cashier is at this joint, they are probably preparing Kanaya's O+ smoothie through massive nosebleed of arousal they must no doubt be experiencing at this moment. There is not a dry nose in the house tonight.
-*- chthonianGunslinger It is, in fact, the most anime it's probably ever been in this establishment.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Dave's usage of that word was confusing at best, but...)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Kanaya had manage to learn what it vaguely meant.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (In.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Very loose terms.)
-*- gallistersiveTykenure They were, though, to him. He thought absently of the missing people, potentially injured or dying or...who could tell what, and they had to run errands involving cats, guitars, and timepieces. Fine. Okay. It was necessary. And under most circumstances, he would have been running the entirety of the party ragged to accomplish it.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure But then there was this kid, this boy forced to step up to the plate in ways that no one should ever have to, when the only way he should've "stepped up to plate" was in the context of the sport itself. He should not carry all that weight, shouldn't have struck all the same chords that his (achingly absent) brother did.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Vergil closed his eyes, shook his head sharply, as though to dispel an awful thought that suddenly gripped him. Close to the truth, really.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Uh?
<chthonianGunslinger> "...hey man are y--"
<chthonianGunslinger> "(are yokay?)"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "(...You...needed it,)" he mumbled lamely -- a short, vague explanation, if it qualified as such, that probably left more questions than answers.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure The question went ignored or unnoticed.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Ugh. You and his dad, man, you really go like two peas in a pod. Always worrying about him, never budging an inch for yourselves. Always always always. It was enough to make him groan.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Which, in fact, he might've had done. Yes, just now. It's hard not to help it, okay?
<PurpleKoopa> The girls need not state their orders for there to be delivery in this sacrosanct domain. Their own perfection has been already acknowledged, and and thus, their perfect smoothies are sitting there waiting for them. Each drink, nay, /elixir/ has been tailor-made by a sect of flavor friars and blessed by Pope Jambalord Himself. To call it anything less than
<chthonianGunslinger> "...are ysure ythone that dont need it?"
<PurpleKoopa> divine would be besmirching the sacred name of the Smoothie Stop.
<PurpleKoopa> Is any of this really happening right now? Only Roxy knows for sure.
<chthonianGunslinger> "ylook like ycould use an entire weekend worth of breaks."
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...This isn't really happening is it.
-*- PurpleKoopa brb gotta charge laptop
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Within the SMOOTHIE SHOP -- STOP, whatever the fuck it is -- the two party members did indeed get quite a bit of attention in their progression toward the BAR (non-alcoholic, tch). They were a little overdressed for a casual place like this, but hey, nobody could accuse them of a crime against fashion.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Though. Some of the attention may have been over the fact that one of them was a FLOATING COCKTAIL DRESS. Yeah, that got a few weird looks.
-*- chthonianGunslinger She'd rather be caught dead than to be caught as a crime of fashion. Nay, on her very soul.
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<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Behind the counter, a YOUNG and UNPRESENTABLE HOOLIGAN leans against the counter, flipping through some magazine that some guy had left lying around and looking incredibly bored. Like he'd be bored to tears if he wasn't too bored for it.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** He doesn't bother to look up as his new customers approach, vaguely taking in the last several pages of the magazine before tossing it over his shoulder in the direction of the trashcan. Something clattered, loud and plastic, behind him. He turned to give the trashcan a perplexed glare.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** ...Oh, fuck you too, can.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** He was not moving to pick that up.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Mmmph. Looks like he hasn't noticed them. Or, maybe he has and just hadn't bothered to answer. Either way, his presentation overall was...rather unpleasant.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (...Wasn't he going to pick that up--)
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Whatever. His brother would get it later. Always did.
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-*- chthonianGunslinger (You know he really ought to pick that up--)
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-*- chthonianGunslinger Kanaya finds herself torn between the trashcan and the cashier, lips persed as if some great anxiety. Oh, and it looked so awful too--
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Finally bothering to face his newest customers, he opened his mouth to greet them disinterestedly.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (He couldn't just leave it laying there that was just--)
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** ...
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<chthonianGunslinger> [pk r u]
<chthonianGunslinger> [r u ok now]
-*- PurpleKoopa whoops i think i'm gonna need a repost of that room desc but anyway
<PurpleKoopa> It's only happening if you /believe/, Kanaya. But since you have chosen to so selfishly /doubt/ the all-natural and vitamin-enriched power of the Smoothie Stop, you have deprived yourself of knowing its *GREATEST* *SECRETS*, and as such this /second/-/rate/ /version/, a /pale/ /imitation/ of the REAL THING, is what you see here, having already been described
<PurpleKoopa> for you. Have fun in SMOOTHIE HELL. HAA HAA HAA HAA HAA HAA HAA--
<PurpleKoopa> "snrk wha"
<PurpleKoopa> "kanaya"
-*- chthonianGunslinger There is a rude hooligan and a pile of eye searing trash on the floor.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "Y'know," he remarked, smirking in a way that would've been wicked if it wasn't so detached (the most expression to be seen on his face so far), "think I'd prefer the girl without the dress over the dress without the girl."
-*- chthonianGunslinger This is not what she expected.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...!!!
-*- chthonianGunslinger Ugh.
<chthonianGunslinger> "Please Dont Tell Me You Greet All Your Customers That Way."
<gallistersiveTykenure> [PM'd you log things, PK.]
-*- chthonianGunslinger How crass. Not even Eridan would stoop to such a level.
<PurpleKoopa> "urgghhhh i was having the BEST DREAM but now i gots to deal w CRUSHING REALITY"
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Well, not unless he had become incredibly desperate.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Shrug. "Most of the customers aren't floating dresses."
<PurpleKoopa> "yeah for a crushin reality this is still p whack"
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Gee, /thanks/, floating, talking dress. He's crushing reality. Great.
<chthonianGunslinger> "Point."
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** He. Probably doesn't care that much though.
<chthonianGunslinger> "Ill Give You That Much."
<chthonianGunslinger> "Though Ill Have You Know That There Is A Girl Underneath The Dress."
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "Oh?" That peaked his interest. "Y'wanna share?"
<chthonianGunslinger> "Well I Believe That Shes Suffering From Some Sort Of Invisibil--"
-*- chthonianGunslinger OH.
-*- chthonianGunslinger UGH.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** ...Heheheheheh.
<PurpleKoopa> "dude i will shoot u in the face with lazors if you dont stop dbagging it up"
<chthonianGunslinger> "Youre The Persistent Kind Arent You."
<PurpleKoopa> "could you put the titanic asshole routine on hold long enough 2 take our mofuckin orders"
-*- chthonianGunslinger It was like Eridan with even less class and far less anxiety over his self-image. It made her lipstick hand.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Itchy.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "Hey." He throws his hands up, as though to put the blame back on them. "You said there was a girl under there, not me."
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Deciding it wasn't really worth pursuing, he leaned forward, perching on his elbows. "Yeah, yeah. What'll it be?"
<PurpleKoopa> "ill take a... idk how about a strawberry smoothie"
<PurpleKoopa> "that seems 2 be the traditional"
<PurpleKoopa> "kanaya what are you getting"
<chthonianGunslinger> "...Uh."
<chthonianGunslinger> "I'm Going To Take A Guess Here And Presume You Dont Have Any Sort Of Blood Smoothie."
<chthonianGunslinger> "As That Would Really Be The Only Kind Of Smoothie My Digestive System Could Muster Without It Exploding Into Ash."
-*- chthonianGunslinger She had learned that the hard way.
-*- chthonianGunslinger It was.
-*- chthonianGunslinger A very unpleasant feeling.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ("hey sup kanster got a very important call here from the mayor of everything in the entire fucking world and by entire fucking world i mean this tiny pebble of a--")
<PurpleKoopa> "dam kam look at how big the fruit is i think youd need to be able to blend a monkey bladder before you get a smoothie of any decently size"
-*- chthonianGunslinger ("...uh.")
-*- chthonianGunslinger ("Im Sorry Strider But I Dont Think Now Would Be A Good Time.)"
-*- chthonianGunslinger ("Could You Tell Him To Perhaps Reschedule.")
<PurpleKoopa> "tho if youre really jonesing for monkey parts who could just take this guys WHHHHHHHHOAAAAAAA up top!"
-*- chthonianGunslinger ("sure cool but how about i get my sexy nurse dave and get you some medical attention stat cause uh--")
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "Aw, Jesus, not you too." The employee shoves off the counter, looking miserable. Sigh. He really hadn't wanted to be dizzy for most of the day. Again. Hell, it wasn't even his turn. "Christ..."
-*- chthonianGunslinger ("HONK!")
<PurpleKoopa> Up goes Roxy's hand for the high five, but luck finding it!
-*- chthonianGunslinger ("GAMZEE--")
<chthonianGunslinger> [hahaha what am i even doing]
-*- PurpleKoopa just another day on the meteor]
<PurpleKoopa> "cmon kang dont let me hang"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Oh. Right. The ancient art of 'hanging it up top'. She's. She's got this.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Pap.
-*- chthonianGunslinger YEAH!
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "Whatever. You're getting part of a small, though. I gotta fuckin' work today." He turns away, grousing, and goes about procuring a STRAWBERRY SMOOTHIE, practically shoving it at the empty cocktail dress, and then disappearing to the back, completely ignoring the ritual in favor of grouching.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Draining oneself of blood for the customers wasn't fun, okay?
-*- chthonianGunslinger FOUND IT! APPARENTLY!
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "(Accommodation my ass...)"
<PurpleKoopa> "...kanaya that was my face"
<chthonianGunslinger> "...Oh."
<chthonianGunslinger> "Apologies."
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Wait.
<chthonianGunslinger> "...Is He."
<chthonianGunslinger> "Is He Actually Going To Do It."
<chthonianGunslinger> "Himself."
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "(Then y'gotta go take half th'fuckin' day to nap it off and call me lazy, lazy fuckass.)"
<chthonianGunslinger> "That Seems Rather Extreme."
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** He's extreme, honey.
<PurpleKoopa> "hes taking one for the team here"
<chthonianGunslinger> "Not To Be Rude But He Doesnt Seem To Be The Type To Take Anything 'For The Team'."
<PurpleKoopa> "might be a dbag but at least he gives blood"
<chthonianGunslinger> "...True."
<PurpleKoopa> "point still taken tho scratch that from the friendchat record and instead have me say 'hes taking one for his paycheck here' "
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** The grumbling from the back goes quiet for a minute, followed by a sharp hissing sound, air sucked through teeth. And then:
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "It'll be a few minutes! (Assumin' I don't fuckin' pass out...)"
<PurpleKoopa> "try not 2 suck @ suckin too hard"
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "Fuck off!"
<PurpleKoopa> "tho for you i think that probably shouldnt be a problem"
<PurpleKoopa> "tschhhhhh"
<chthonianGunslinger> "...Oh."
<chthonianGunslinger> "How Wild."
<chthonianGunslinger> "(I Wonder Why They Havent Fired Him Off The Premises Yet...)"
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** He's the owner/manager's brother. Technically not even an employee.
<chthonianGunslinger> "(Unless Their Protocol Is Truly That Loose Id Imagine Hes Already Broken Several Rules In The Five Minutes We Been Here.)"
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** His nametag even reads "FUCK YOU BRO" in big, bold letters. One of those party nametags you can get at Wal-Mart.
<chthonianGunslinger> (how long do they have to wait for kat)
<chthonianGunslinger> (kat are you busy dissecting squirrel semen or something)
<PurpleKoopa> "(this is the dark underside of the smoothie biz kaykay)"
<chthonianGunslinger> "(I Didnt Know It Was Possible For The Smoothie Business To Have A Dark Side.)"
<PurpleKoopa> "(they dont care about satisfaction they just want your sooouuullllll)"
<chthonianGunslinger> "(Sounds An Awful Lot Like The Burger King You So Despise.)"
<PurpleKoopa> "(i thought smoothie stop was going to be a happy place)"
<chthonianGunslinger> "(I Think We Mightve Been Lied To Lalonde.)"
<PurpleKoopa> "(a place where fun loving teens could hang out & do teen stuff w/o judgment but w/ smoothies)"
<chthonianGunslinger> "(Our Hopes And Dreams Have Been Thoroughly Crushed.)"
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Kat would kill him if she knew he didn't use a syringe, but it was. Easier, okay? Not like it didn't heal within like half an hour. Sure, the dizziness took a while longer, but that'd happen either way.
<PurpleKoopa> "(this must be what growing up feels like)"
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** (He just hated those damn needles.)
<PurpleKoopa> "(actually i still need to now what growing up /tastes/ like)"
<gallistersiveTykenure> [not entirely certain]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [what I'm doing anymore]
<PurpleKoopa> "(brb smoothie drinkin)"
<gallistersiveTykenure> [forgive me Jaspers for I am awful]
<chthonianGunslinger> [forgive her jaspers for she is being super great]
<PurpleKoopa> Roxy starts picking stuff up in the air with her spooky ghost arms, waving it around and generally being a goof. "whooOOooAOOooa dont look now kanaya but i think my strawberry smoothie is *HAUUUUNTEEEEED*"
<PurpleKoopa> "strawberry smoothie more like CLAWBURY DOOMTHIE bwa ha ha ha ha ha haaaaaaa"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Snrk. "Oh Dear Whatever Shall We Do."
<chthonianGunslinger> "Perhaps It Is Time To Call The Professionals."
<PurpleKoopa> "we must kill ghost w ghost its like fighting fire w fire except obv with more waving shit around"
<PurpleKoopa> "look @ this pleasant little poltergeist over by the napkins + lids"
<PurpleKoopa> "why could it be a ghoooOOOOOOoOOooooOOost straAAaaAAAWwww i dont knooooooo"
<PurpleKoopa> "argghhhh look the wrappings coming off and the straws coming out of its PAPUR COFFIN,,,,,,,,,,,"
<chthonianGunslinger> "But Will He Be Strong Enough To Tackle On The Ghost Smoothie."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "...I'm fi-fine," Vergil dismissed, tilting his head down to examine the ground now. "...I d-didn't...take you here for n-nothing, you know," he added, just a little more steadily, and glancing up very briefly.
<chthonianGunslinger> "That Is Truly The Question Of The Ages."
-*- chthonianGunslinger THIS IS INCREDIBLY SILLY.
<PurpleKoopa> "top ghost science has discovered an answer to this question and that answer is!!!!!"
-*- chthonianGunslinger "...ydidnt?" he cocked his head, perhaps a little more than he needed to-- it was for effect, okay?-- as he shuffled a little bit closer to his paradox uncle. "so why did ytake me here then?"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "They d-do actually sell excessively sugary drinks here." He removed his hand from his pocket to sweep it toward the door.
-*- PurpleKoopa *STABS STRAW IN DRINK*
<PurpleKoopa> "YES"
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...
<PurpleKoopa> "YUS THEY CAAANNNN"
<chthonianGunslinger> "...they do?"
-*- chthonianGunslinger The kind that his dad and his dad's best friend absolutely barred him from? Never ever never?
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Well, more the friend than his dad. One doughnut was alright when he was with his dad. But with Lady...)
-*- PurpleKoopa You hear sucking noises and see the smoothie juice getting smaller and /smaller/. Oh sweet merciful heavens. This feast of blood is almost too much to watch. Avert your eyes, sweet darling Kanaya! There were some things not even the dead are meant to see.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "Go on." The hand returned to the abysmal coat pocket, resurfacing with the map. "Just don't get yourself...removed." Dante had that happen before. It was.
<PurpleKoopa> "fff fff fff fff ff ffff ahhhhhh"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Annoying.
-*- chthonianGunslinger It's like being called to the Gates of Heaven itself. He stands before it for a moment, considering his options, and then--
<chthonianGunslinger> "...not unless ycome with me."
<PurpleKoopa> "man! that was actually a way good smoothie! id say was worth at least half the price of having to put up w mr 'fuck you bro' "
-*- chthonianGunslinger GRAB.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure WH--
<PurpleKoopa> "im not being rude or anything that is his name"
-*- chthonianGunslinger SHUFFLE SHUFFLE SHUFFLE.
<PurpleKoopa> "name tags dont lie sis"
-*- chthonianGunslinger IT IS SO ON.
<chthonianGunslinger> "Well Im Glad You Enjoyed It Despite The Awfully High Cost Of It."
<chthonianGunslinger> "I Hope Mine Can Only Dare To Compare To Such Poignant Decency."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "Please stop," Vergil requested, leaning against the pulling. "I'm -- I do need to --"
<chthonianGunslinger> "oh cmon is it really gonna kill yto stop by f"
<chthonianGunslinger> "like"
<chthonianGunslinger> "ten minutes?"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure It had been ten minutes. More than ten minutes -- far too long. Every second counted, every minute another minute of potential life and hope ticking away.
<PurpleKoopa> "it is poignant in how much sugar must undoubtedly be in his sucker"
<chthonianGunslinger> "ycould stand tbe a lil more social than"
<chthonianGunslinger> "say"
<chthonianGunslinger> "a rock."
<chthonianGunslinger> "sides."
<chthonianGunslinger> "yneed this."
<PurpleKoopa> "one can only compare it to the amount of actual s-berrs used"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Please please please work for just once in his wretched life--
<PurpleKoopa> "anyway is that blood smooth ready yet fuck you?"
<chthonianGunslinger> "I Thought It Was Mister Fuck You Bro."
<PurpleKoopa> "jfc what is all that ruckus makin going on out there"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure If anything, that only made him drag his feet -- figuratively and literally -- more. "I do not need this. Socializing..." Didn't turn out well for him, he wanted to say. "Just -- please, Da--" No, wrong.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Too short.
<PurpleKoopa> "hold on kanners we can discuss the precise nomenclature of this dude l8r first i gotta see what this is"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure ...Huff. The kid wasn't letting up, was he?
<PurpleKoopa> The pink dress girl opens up the doors to the Smoothie Shop and...
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "(...far too stubborn,)" he mumbled, relaxing enough to be dragged forcibly toward the door. "(I don't even l-like smoothies.)"
<PurpleKoopa> "...omfg what on shitflakes are you DOING"
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<gallistersiveTykenure> [CG'S COMPUTER I SWEAR]
-*- PurpleKoopa ((haha dang, at least that's the first time it's happened in a while))
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Yeah, haha.]
-*- PurpleKoopa man there is so much to this log i'd love to read through
-*- PurpleKoopa i feel kind of dumb for missing most of the interrogation stuff but this is totally worth it
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<gallistersiveTykenure> [pfff, aww, don't feel dumb. This is indeed worth it, though, yes. Excellent things.]
<chthonianGunslinger> (uggggh)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Welcome back! Will send log.]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [PM'd you on here.]
<chthonianGunslinger> [fantabulous]
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Shitface McFuckass really wishes he were shitfaced. It's one hell of a lot more pleasant than draining one's own blood like some kind of sick demonic ritual.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Ugh, of course it didn't work. It never worked. He was always stuck as the backseat bystander, forever watching and yet never able to lift a single fucking finger to do anything about it.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Well, not today you little albino shithead. He is so done with your antics.
<chthonianGunslinger> "okay thats it."
<chthonianGunslinger> "ygiven me no fuckin choice."
-*- PurpleKoopa little albino shithead i thought he was the /bigger/ albino shithead
<chthonianGunslinger> "im givin you an ultimatum: either im comin with yeh or ycomin with me."
<chthonianGunslinger> "an god help yif ychoose nei--
-*- chthonianGunslinger Oh.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Uh.
-*- chthonianGunslinger H-Hey Roxy.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Just. Just dragging his paradox uncle around here.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Hi.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Like a four year old.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger She doesn't want to intrude or anything but could you hurry it up maybe.
-*- chthonianGunslinger It sounds like there's some kind of brawl going on outside.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Dude.
<PurpleKoopa> That slapping sound you just heard was undoubtedly Roxy taking a palm to her forehead.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** It's a fucking smoothie made out of his blood. Shit's kind of intense.
<PurpleKoopa> "guys pls i just"
<PurpleKoopa> "ok look why on EARTH are you guys pulling each other around like some shitty wrestling competish"
<chthonianGunslinger> "mtryin tget mr unsmiley here tenter thplace he dragged me to in thfuckin first place."
<chthonianGunslinger> "ydidnt think ywere gonna ditch me that easy did yeh?"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Yes, yes, she knows. But apparently you do this all the time, so...
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Finally, after significantly longer than it takes to make a normal smoothie (and a fresh bandage wrapped around his forearm, as Kat would kill him if he showed the wound beyond that in front of other customers), Fuck You Bro emerged from the back, practically dropping the half-full cup of blood red slush on the counter.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "En-fuckin'-joy." He leaned on the countertop, visibly drained and, somehow, paler than he had been. "(Bro, y'fuckin' lucky...)"
<PurpleKoopa> "dude nobody wants to go anywhere if they have to do it whilst being escorted in headlock"
<PurpleKoopa> "come on let GO OF THE COAT"
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Oh. Oh, he must've really drained himself to make this. Poor thing, reluctant as she is to use the word, looked like he was about to topple at any second.
-*- chthonianGunslinger But the tussle outside was starting to obnoxiously grab at her attention. She better go see what it was before it was too late. And yet...
-*- chthonianGunslinger "(Thank You Very Kindly)" she quietly mouths, before grabbing her smoothie and tossing the exact change in Boondollars. Incredibly exact, in fact.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Girl's got some problems, yo.
-*- PurpleKoopa (haha roxy didn't pay)
<chthonianGunslinger> "b-but--"
<chthonianGunslinger> "bUT HE MADE ME--"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "...I wasn't aiming to ditch you." Vergil tugged experimentally, not resisting quite as profusely now that he was not being dragged quite as profusely. "I'll be back. Just..."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "(Just...go enjoy yourself.)"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Hardly being dragged, even. Nero wasn't one to deny Roxy's orders, no matter how much he protested against them, so he had simply. Let go. Begrudingly.
<PurpleKoopa> "THANK you"
<chthonianGunslinger> "...cmon. yreally just gonna leave like that?"
<PurpleKoopa> "ugghhhhhh ppl please nero do i need to start lecturin you on that you cant go pickin fights w every other dude you bump into"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Oh. That face.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Do you think you can resist a face like that?
<PurpleKoopa> "i mean what first it was dave and then it was"
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Hint: Dante can't.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Oh what in the name of Alternia was this.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Ssssssip.
<PurpleKoopa> "......man fuck it i dont even REMEMBER who it was"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "Don't...blame him."
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Yeah, yeah, he knew. He'd know that for a long time now. Always picking fights at school with people who he thought had a bone to pick with him. It wasn't healthy. And it was no way to solve problems. That much had been drilled into his head.
-*- chthonianGunslinger But he-- he never really thought about it until--
-*- chthonianGunslinger Uh-oh the ground just got really interesting again.
<PurpleKoopa> "im not im not i just"
<PurpleKoopa> "i dont want this kind of bs to go down"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Oh. No. Not this again. Please not this again.
<PurpleKoopa> "or i find out later what severe load of the stuff went down without me"
<gallistersiveTykenure> [wow this log is so worth no sleep I]
-*- chthonianGunslinger She was getting so tired of defusing the situation all the time, and yet...
<gallistersiveTykenure> [the log in which everyone is perfect AND substantial plot progress was made]
-*- chthonianGunslinger She knew something had to be done...
<PurpleKoopa> "is it really too much for me to ask people to do this just"
-*- chthonianGunslinger So she started to step in and open her mouth when--
<chthonianGunslinger> "...ugh whatever."
<chthonianGunslinger> "snot even that important."
<chthonianGunslinger> "if yreally wanna go then jus."
<chthonianGunslinger> "go."
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...
-*- chthonianGunslinger Ordinarily she thought that this was spectacular progress on his part and would've given him all the support. And maybe hugs. If he allowed it.
-*- chthonianGunslinger But it was difficult to think that when he used that particularly somber tone of voice and was intently focused on frowning at the ground.
-*- chthonianGunslinger It was.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Very hard indeed.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure ("an' look who continues t'be ace of hearts.")
-*- chthonianGunslinger (...Oh, my, this smoothie was actually quite good.)
-*- gallistersiveTykenure ("th'sweet gal's upset, m'kid's upset, th'sweet /alien/ is upset.")
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Like a slice of heaven with just a touch of bitterness.)
-*- PurpleKoopa i picked the wrong time to have a smoothie :,(
-*- gallistersiveTykenure He was tired of seeing his brother so tired, so overburdened. And he'd be damned if he let things get so bad that he couldn't see past spite and anger half the time, not again. Not with this kid, who could still be...okay, short of anything more.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "I...a-apologize, but..." The words were shakier than he'd like to admit.
<PurpleKoopa> Jesus, this... couldn't be happening. Another friend to make, another bond that could've been made on this bumpy life of vagrancy... All thrown away, and all because of this. If only he could see her, how /pleading/ she looked right now. But that couldn't be. She was invisible to the world, she felt invisible to her /friends/. And all of this coming to a head
<PurpleKoopa> Right before her very eyes.
<gallistersiveTykenure> [sHIT PK you're]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [gonna break my heart]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [again,,]
<chthonianGunslinger> [in which vergil continues to do the exact same thing he did in the game]
<chthonianGunslinger> [good going buddy]
<chthonianGunslinger> [good going]
<chthonianGunslinger> [you keep up that constant alienation]
<PurpleKoopa> Suddenly clawbury doomthies and ghost straws didn't seem all that funny. They were just fucking stupid.
<chthonianGunslinger> [and now i'm dead]
<chthonianGunslinger> [pk you've killed the feels queen]
<chthonianGunslinger> [how do you feel]
-*- PurpleKoopa i feel
-*- PurpleKoopa accomplished
<gallistersiveTykenure> [give me a moment to process]
-*- PurpleKoopa no i don't for i too am feeling miserable because of these feels
<gallistersiveTykenure> [also throw out something totally inappropriate at this point]
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** ...The fuck was that? The UNPRESENTABLE HOOLIGAN stared dubiously after the girl before uncertainly gathering up the profit. Their other regular who actually ordered blood smoothies wasn't quite so.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Er. Nice? Not to him, anyway.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** "...whatever." Verge owed him, bigtime. Wasn't his damn turn...
<gallistersiveTykenure> [500% inappropriate and pointless]
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "I'm...afraid I ca-can't..." How was he supposed to put this? He didn't know. He knew how to make explanations, how to word complex concepts into coherency. Not how to...deal with people.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Certainly not how to deal with upset people. Three upset people.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "(...I d-don't have...)"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Mumblemumble.
<gallistersiveTykenure> [peers inquiringly]
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Don't have what, exactly? People skills? Well, that much was painfully obvious. He'd proven that in the three short days they had been together. Fascinating person, but...certainly not the most sociable person. Like Rose without all the tact.
-*- chthonianGunslinger And it was.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Frustrating.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Tell him about it.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Shaking up their dynamic more than anything Nero's hoofbeast tantrums or Gamzee's sudden mood swings could ever do.
<PurpleKoopa> She took a step forward, wondering, what was it? What was he going to say? She wanted to understand - /needed/ to - it just pained her to see anyone like this. This wasn't a fight she had caused, nor one she had entirely understood, but it would kill her even more to just watch this play out the way she imagined - something that could only end in another lost
<PurpleKoopa> friend.
<PurpleKoopa> Without a face to her name, all she had was her voice. Her presence, and her voice.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...But it was wrong to pry. Even more wrong to reject him. He needed help, just like the rest of them did. And he wasn't a bad person. As much as he might think so, she knew better. Experience had taught her how to weed the simply argumentative from the truly despicable.
-*- chthonianGunslinger But it was going to take work.
-*- chthonianGunslinger More work than she was up to the task to do, perhaps. This was Rose's domain, not hers. She could only do what she could.
-*- chthonianGunslinger But.
-*- chthonianGunslinger She had to try. For his sake if not anyone else.
-*- chthonianGunslinger So it was up to her to pick up the pieces again, it seemed. Sigh.
-*- chthonianGunslinger She could do this.
-*- chthonianGunslinger She could this.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Miraculous Mothergrub this smoothie was incredibly addicting what was in it--)
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** His life essence, babe.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Okay, no. She was. Getting distracted.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** Feel free to drop by anytime.
<gallistersiveTykenure> *** ;y
-*- chthonianGunslinger As much as she'd love to take up that offer, she's afraid she's not into his type. Or. Hims in general.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Sigh. A gentle hand was placed on either of her friend's shoulders... or, well, Nero's shoulder and where she thought Roxy's shoulder should be. "...Itll Be Alright."
<chthonianGunslinger> "He Said He Was Going To Return After All."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure O-oh, he --
<chthonianGunslinger> "Isnt That Right."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "W-well --"
-*- chthonianGunslinger You better work with her here she is saving your butt out of this fire--
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "Yes, b-but --"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Um.
<chthonianGunslinger> "Wont You."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "Wh-what I was sa-saying was that I d-don't..."
-*- chthonianGunslinger Something tells you that's an insistent tone you don't want to cross too badly.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "(Have any...money.)"
<chthonianGunslinger> "..."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "((To...pay for...))"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure
<gallistersiveTykenure> [wHOOPS]
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Mumblemumble.
-*- chthonianGunslinger It was a perhaps an inappropriate time to laugh. Even if it was a noblewoman's laugh. Even if it was a gentle noblewoman's laugh.
<chthonianGunslinger> "Oh That Is Simply No Trouble At All."
-*- chthonianGunslinger Wait.
-*- chthonianGunslinger What.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Is that what this was all about?
<chthonianGunslinger> "Our Last Conquest Has Made Us Quite Finacially Well To Do."
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Not most of it. But it was the simple way to...diffuse the situation, without being too...
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Vulnerable.
<chthonianGunslinger> "If You Want Something You May Simply Ask."
<chthonianGunslinger> "...seriously?"
-*- chthonianGunslinger At least he doesn't sound mad anymore. Or grumpy. Or even stubborn. Just.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Incredulous.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Something about this weighed, to him, heavier than the lives of strangers -- heavy and painful in such a way that he folded the (slightly wrinkled, thank you, kid) map and tucked it into his pocket neatly. Of course, at least Nero wouldn't be here, if he thought of what it really might be costing, of what...
<PurpleKoopa> She froze, not that one could tell much of a difference in her state. And there seemed to be something more to this, but... Hearing her friend take it with confidence and a laugh helped soften some of the blow. And Nero, the boy, he... well, at least he wasn't hurting anyone anymore. Which was the least she could ask for.
<gallistersiveTykenure> [literally perf Roxy PK how do you do it]
<chthonianGunslinger> [oh shit]
<chthonianGunslinger> [i think i just figure out what he's about to do]
<chthonianGunslinger> [vALEFOR IS WATCHING YOU BOY.]
<chthonianGunslinger> [...KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK!]
<chthonianGunslinger> [ <: ]
-*- gallistersiveTykenure ...Nevermind. They needed this. And he would do his damnedest to keep them from thinking of it.
<gallistersiveTykenure> [squints really hard @ u CG]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [I don't know what you're thinking I'm thinking but I don't think I'm thinking it]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [tho]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [I might be /now/]
<chthonianGunslinger> [r u sur]
<chthonianGunslinger> [why else would he want to drop off the boy so bad]
<chthonianGunslinger> [~think about it~]
<chthonianGunslinger> [peep]
<chthonianGunslinger> [ <: ]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [squints super hard]
<chthonianGunslinger> [it might]
<chthonianGunslinger> [involve some skill.]
<chthonianGunslinger> [and it might.]
<chthonianGunslinger> [be a little bit risky.]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [I caught it but I]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [laughs nervously,,]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [that was not my original intent but you /know/,,,,,,]
<chthonianGunslinger> [but she wants that watch so so very bad for that dear old man of hers.]
<chthonianGunslinger> [so that makes it alright.]
<chthonianGunslinger> [doesn't it?]
<chthonianGunslinger> [aren't you intriiiigued, vergil?]
<chthonianGunslinger> [sounds challenging, doesn't it?]
<chthonianGunslinger> [and those poor, poor children.]
<chthonianGunslinger> (oops i accidentally valefor)
<chthonianGunslinger> (i should)
<chthonianGunslinger> (stop maybe)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [no why would you ever --]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [you did this last time too it concerns me slightly]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [beeing Valefor with great ease and a moderate amount of enthusiasm]
<chthonianGunslinger> (dante is nastier side of vergil's conscious, tyrro is the more supportive side, and)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [Valefor just likes to fuck with him]
<chthonianGunslinger> (and valefor is that douchebag in the back of vergil's head that keeps egging him on to steal shit.)
<chthonianGunslinger> (LOOK AT THE SHINY LOOK AT THE SHINY)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [rUDE]
<PurpleKoopa> To an observer, she seemed to be still, or a bright pink dress hanging in mid-air - but she was looking down, thinking, trying to decide what she should say - /if/ she should anything. But not saying anything would be apathy. And that's not what she wanted to be as a friend of anyone. She had to say something. She had to chip in one way or another.
<chthonianGunslinger> (DON'T YOU WANT THE SHINY)
<PurpleKoopa> "...yeah"
<PurpleKoopa> "you just got to tell us guy"
<PurpleKoopa> "i mean thats what were all really here to do right"
<PurpleKoopa> "to stick together?"
-*- gallistersiveTykenure The tight, icy guilt in his chest lashed out abruptly, painfully. No. No, it wasn't -- it hadn't been. He was here to get back, to push these people aside and get back to his brother. He would help them to achieve their goals, whether directly or indirectly, but it certainly wasn't for them.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Clear-cut, simple. Nothing difficult about it.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure But an alternate universe nephew tripped him up a little. And then it kept getting more complex from there.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure To the point where he was not sure what was his first priority.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "(...R-right.)"
-*- chthonianGunslinger ("ah-mazin'. y've really turned fuckin' up into an art form, y'know that? i mean, really, not helpin' people under th'guise of 'helpin' people'? people y'never really gave a single shit 'bout that in th'first place?")
-*- gallistersiveTykenure It...it wasn't much to offer, but it was the best he could. (Then again, that never really had been enough, had it?)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [seven a.m. and worth it]
-*- chthonianGunslinger ("y'keep that up bro an' you'll get into guinness world records in no time! ah, i can see it now: 'worst social skills of all time'. got a nice ring t'it, don't y'think?")
-*- chthonianGunslinger ("fits y'just like a glove. just like a glove.")
<PurpleKoopa> She nodded - another gesture that would go unnoticed, perhaps only felt if it were noticed. But at least she had started to say something. And, more importantly, so had he - since if she had done anything at all today, it would have been to help him get it started. That's all she could ever want from these things.
<PurpleKoopa> "right"
<PurpleKoopa> "right..."
-*- chthonianGunslinger Yes, it was all they could ever really hope for in situations like these...
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...But some took it more strongly than others.
-*- chthonianGunslinger He was going to leave no matter what they did. Because it was more than this. She wasn't as good as Rose, but she was good enough to know that much. Whatever he was eager to do, he was eager to do it alone.
-*- chthonianGunslinger But whatever he was doing.
-*- chthonianGunslinger He wasn't going to do it alone.
<PurpleKoopa> "hey uh"
<PurpleKoopa> "nero?"
<PurpleKoopa> "do you feel if theres like"
<chthonianGunslinger> "...uh?"
<PurpleKoopa> "anything else you should tell him"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Uh.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Uh...
<chthonianGunslinger> [that's three uhs too many nero]
<chthonianGunslinger> "...dont do anythin stupid."
<chthonianGunslinger> "okay?"
-*- chthonianGunslinger There. That was the best he could hope for. The best he probably could do, too. He remembered saying that line far too many times than he'd like to remember. Sometimes they'd heed it. Often times they didn't.
-*- chthonianGunslinger But what was he supposed to do? He was the bystander here, watching while the adults went out and got themselves killed over something so stupid as a--
-*- chthonianGunslinger As a fuckin' girl--
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...But this wasn't that. He couldn't do anything stupid while he was gone, right? It wasn't like he was off on some dangerous mission. That-- that was just dumb.
<PurpleKoopa> Hahah. There's the kind of life-affirming advice she expected from him. This was good. This... this was /better/, she hoped. She couldn't think of anything else she needed to say or do /yet/, other than just. Cheering people's spirits. Waiting to hear what the other boy had to say.
<chthonianGunslinger> [nitro did you feel asloop]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [whoops no]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [only almost]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [brb, need to move around a little]
<PurpleKoopa> The other boy - he had a name, didn't he? Introduced each other just this morning. Vergil, it was. Ha. Almost rang a bell from somewhere deep within her subconscious. /Ping/. But that seemed a little unimportant. It's not the point she was trying to make.
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-*- PurpleKoopa with cg and nitro out of the picture, purplekoopa establishes his dominance as supreme ruler of flarp
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Don't do anything stupid. He'd heard it before, begged it too many times himself, on numerous occasions, both outwardly and, more often of late, inwardly. Because he couldn't say it, not in the desperate plea it felt like. Only in the acidic growl that bubbled furiously from his chest.
<gallistersiveTykenure> [frowns really hard @ CG's compruder]
-*- PurpleKoopa dunno when she'll be back - i think you might want to log this up, bro
-*- PurpleKoopa though i really want to see it finished too
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<chthonianGunslinger> (oh oops i)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [she might be asleep or busy doing actual life th-- oh hey uwu]
<chthonianGunslinger> (might've taken the liberty to make breakfast)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [pff, no worries]
<chthonianGunslinger> (but it's fUNNY that you should mention real life things)
<chthonianGunslinger> (cause i)
<chthonianGunslinger> (aha)
<chthonianGunslinger> (i gotta go maybe
<gallistersiveTykenure> [I figured, haha]
-*- PurpleKoopa aw :[ this was good
<chthonianGunslinger> (no, this was fun!)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [it was the most good aaa]
<chthonianGunslinger> (volgrel slowly learns the meaning of friendship)
<chthonianGunslinger> (and we mean)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [10/10 would finish]
<chthonianGunslinger> (really slow)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [/slowly/]
<chthonianGunslinger> (hopefully we'll be able to continue it soon)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [I wanna finish my post tho]
<chthonianGunslinger> (go right on ahead)
<gallistersiveTykenure> [and then sleep for like half an hour]
<gallistersiveTykenure> [still worth it]
-*- PurpleKoopa im going to bombard him with friendship even if it kills me
-*- PurpleKoopa did nits already send you the parts since your last post, cg?
<chthonianGunslinger> (yup)
<chthonianGunslinger> (i am alllll caught up)
-*- gallistersiveTykenure Something in the tone -- something painful and low and rattling that made him draw in his breath silently, clench his fists unsteadily -- made him want to agree. Made him want to quietly defer, accept the demand, and follow through.
<chthonianGunslinger> (so apparently we've done more than a thousand messages in this session alone)
<chthonianGunslinger> (because it exceeds my 1000 message limit)
<chthonianGunslinger> (sooooo)
<chthonianGunslinger> (go team?)
-*- PurpleKoopa keep on pushing the envelope
-*- PurpleKoopa fill the letter inside just FULL of words
<chthonianGunslinger> (esper's servers melt down due to our sheer amount of words)
-*- PurpleKoopa topical reminder to make sure someone's logging this
-*- gallistersiveTykenure After a moment of blank silence, he drew his hands from his pockets and spread them in perhaps a familiar manner, with a thin smile.
-*- gallistersiveTykenure "I said I would come back."