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Thrice has connected.
Thrice: 	;
tirkaroKujo: 	hay
agidius has connected.
agidius: 	Whoo
Thrice: 	m
agidius: 	I assume Tirk himself is now invisible
agidius: 	seems so
Thrice: 	Nope
tirkaroKujo: 	what?
agidius: 	well good
tirkaroKujo: 	m
agidius: 	*makes some breadsticks*
tirkaroKujo: 	well obv Youtube vids load with the grace and speed of a mollasses-covered starfish
tirkaroKujo: 	But hey, beggars can't be choosers
Thrice: 	exactly
tirkaroKujo: 	And jesus
tirkaroKujo: 	I never realized just how incredibly depressing Dark Souls is offline
agidius: 	never played it any other way
tirkaroKujo: 	I mean, sure, you're in a mostly empty world with everything trying to kill you
tirkaroKujo: 	But without all the user messages, phantom summoning, invaders, and jolly co-operation
tirkaroKujo: 	jesus, it's just...REALLY fucking bleak
agidius: 	so what you're saying
agidius: 	is that Dark Souls is dark
tirkaroKujo: 	Exactly
Thrice: 	So yeah, we're not seriously turning this into ERP are we (D)
Thrice: 	and brb, food
tirkaroKujo: 	I....
tirkaroKujo: 	honestly have no idea
agidius: 	you have a fade to black
agidius: 	use it
tirkaroKujo: 	I never got this far really
agidius: 	it really just seems that we don't know where to STOP RPing
Thrice: 	back sorta
agidius: 	like, "okay, I'm done here, next pls"
tirkaroKujo: 	That is true
tirkaroKujo: 	Not sure if it's my fault or yours though
Thrice: 	Well when it's just RPing I don't see any point in jus tstoppings
Thrice: 	oh god I just swallowed a lot of ink
tirkaroKujo: 	I usually just go with the flo- HOW DOES THAT HAPPEN
agidius: 	...
agidius: 	dear lord PC
agidius: 	just
tirkaroKujo: 	NO REALLY
agidius: 	don't
tirkaroKujo: 	HOW DO YOU -SWALLOW- THE INK
tirkaroKujo: 	I mean, I understand chewing on a pen for some really bizarre reason, and all the ink breaking out, but SWALLOWING it?
tirkaroKujo: 	I assume PC just got ink all over his mouth and said "welp, got all this ink in my mouth, may as well not put it to waste *gulp*"
Thrice: 	Back
Thrice: 	Basically...
Thrice: 	I was just sucking on the end of a pen, which some people do when thinking
Thrice: 	but it was a gel pen which apparently had like...
Thrice: 	A hole in the back end
Thrice: 	or something
tirkaroKujo: 	....
tirkaroKujo: 	why can't you just chew on pencils like normal people
Thrice: 	I unno
Thrice: 	but now I look like some emo asshole
Thrice: 	At least it wasn't blue or red
tirkaroKujo: 	Your transformation into L has just begun
Thrice: 	never
agidius: 	your tongue is coated black
agidius: 	and... SUCKING on the end of the pen?
Thrice: 	yes
Thrice: 	>tongue
agidius: 	never heard of that one.
Thrice: 	nigger it's like..
Thrice: 	everything
Thrice: 	Like ALL THE INK CAME OUT
Thrice: 	some of it I swallowed
Thrice: 	some of it not so much
agidius: 	so basicall-
agidius: 	okay, I need to see this (D)
Thrice: 	I don't even know where my camera cord is (D)
Thrice: 	Or if it would even hook up to this computer
agidius: 	Niggers Explorer indeed
Tokens dropped onto map 'Grasslands'
	LungeDerp: 	*tromps across the grasslands*
Thrice: 	In any case
Thrice: 	Mary will kill Ivan eventually even if she IS a slut, since he's not exactly a one-gal guy
Thrice: 	and she apparently is a slut according to Maptool
Thrice: 	but eh, you rolled 2
Thrice: 	and we're both destined to die this session anyhow
	LungeDerp: 	indeed (sad)
Thrice: 	Dammit
Thrice: 	Popcorn was not the best idea
	LungeDerp: 	the popcorn will trap the ink
Thrice: 	As while I got the ink out of my mouth my hands are stil lblack
	LungeDerp: 	you will taste ink for days
Thrice: 	But to be fair I started it BEFORE I killed myself with ink
tirkaroKujo: 	You will taste ink all your life
Thrice: 	Saddest thing
tirkaroKujo: 	and will get ink-based superpowers
Thrice: 	Is that I should have learned my lesson
tirkaroKujo: 	as the ink was radioactive
Thrice: 	As this same shit happened a couple days ago with the red pen
Thrice: 	But not nearly to this extent
Thrice: 	Apparently it's just that type of pen
Thrice: 	and was not just one shitty broken one
tirkaroKujo: 	AND WITH YOUR INK-BASED SUPERPOWERS
tirkaroKujo: 	EVERYTHING YOU DOODLE COMES TO LIFE
tirkaroKujo: 	and thus you become the world's most terifying supervillain
tirkaroKujo: 	as nothing you draw in Doodleordie can be considered remotely holy
	LungeDerp: 	so basically
	LungeDerp: 	he's Ivan in a few levels here
Thrice: 	Marvelous Pigments are 4000 gp
Thrice: 	2000 if the cleric crafts em
Thrice: 	>Objects of value depicted by the pigments—precious metals, gems, jewelry, ivory, and so on—appear to be valuable but are really made of tin, lead, glass, brass, bone, and other such inexpensive materials.
Thrice: 	Let's just hope Ci doesn't have that stick up her ass by then
Thrice: 	As I'd totally sell em to rich douchebag merchants
	LungeDerp: 	Ci indeed
Thrice: 	Ciel
Thrice: 	whatever
tirkaroKujo: 	merhaps
Thrice: 	Agi
Thrice: 	you up for playing
Thrice: 	igaaaa
tirkaroKujo: 	No, PC
Thrice: 	nope he dead
tirkaroKujo: 	Castlevania will never be good again
Thrice: 	aw well
	LungeDerp: 	Of course
tirkaroKujo: 	Just learn to deal with it like the rest of us
Thrice: 	get on skype
Thrice: 	you monster
Thrice: 	it is the only world you belong in
	LungeDerp: 	hold up
	LungeDerp: 	explaining Maptool to someone
Thrice: 	oh god why
tirkaroKujo: 	why.jpg
MarthTrinity has connected.
MarthTrinity: 	Beam
Thrice: 	maeb
	LungeDerp: 	beeeeam
tirkaroKujo: 	Also, right
tirkaroKujo: 	Health for overnight is in fact « 1d8+2 = 4 + 2 = 6 »
	Mary: 	*11 HP, might want to spend another night here* (wary)
	Ivan: 	*Whatever you say*
	Mary: 	*obv*
MarthTrinity: (( Well you stay in bed and Ivan and I will go investigate the mysterious map of mysteries ))
	ThatDM: 	>Splitting the party
Mary: (( well, we have an unresolved arc with you ))
Ivan: (( and the tower of towboats ))
MarthTrinity: 	And this arc will remain unresolved
Ivan: (( Are you in Skype BTw ))
MarthTrinity: 	As I am as conflicted as my character
MarthTrinity: 	I am not, watching TV as well
Ivan: (( Alright ))
tirkaroKujo: 	Anyways...
Ivan: (( it's just me eating popcorn anyhow ))
tirkaroKujo: 	I assume it is safe to pass to the next day as proper
Ivan: (( and Agi doing nothing important ))
Ciel: (( It's safer than every single one of Vergil's attacks ))
Mary: (( fine on my end. ))
tirkaroKujo: 	While ciel wanders around confused while singing "All the Things She Said" by t.A.T.u.
Ivan: (( sure why not ))
tirkaroKujo: 	It is now the next day. It appears Flewich is recollecting itself quicker than usual.
	Mary: 	*so yeah, skipping to post-breakfast, remembered to get my tea in*
tirkaroKujo: 	The sun shines down from the east, and it is clear as day.
	Mary: 	Well, that filling. *referring to breakfast* Wonder where Ciel go last night? Not see her.
	Ciel: 	*randomly went to Ivan's house thinking you guys would go thar*
	Ivan: 	Neither did I, since I was unfortunately simply sleeping... Best guess is the church...
Tokens dropped onto map 'Flewich'
	LungeFish: 	*also, here's this*
	LungeFish: 	*with... random black pixels to the right, lemme fix those*
tirkaroKujo: 	There is in fact still nothing in Ivan's house
	Mary: 	They... not seem like me at church. You go there, I wait at your house.
Mary: (( except Ciel ))
Mary: (( (dhat) ))
	Ivan: 	Eh...okay?
	Ivan: 	...this guy's still here? I thought he was just too poor for the Inn....
	Common Guard 1: 	"I told you already fool! I can help myself!"
	Mary: 	...? That indeed strange. He okay?
Tokens dropped onto map 'Flewich'
	LungeFish: 	beautiful
	Common Guard 1: 	The guard proceeds to slink himself forward, before getting bored and going back to sleep.
	Ivan: 	..well, okay.
	Mary: 	Not important.
	Ivan: 	Just about everyone's important!
	Common Guard: 	"Top of the morning to you. I take it you are carrying on well?" The guard says as he waves out to you.
	Mary: 	Yes, fine. *smile*
	Ivan: 	Hah, doing just fine, thanks! You?
	Ciel: 	*kneeling on ground, facing away from door*
	Mary: 	Oh, hello Ciel. Not-sleep well?
	Sypha: 	"Hello there, sir. I apologize, but the Church is still closed until later today."
Mary: (( that's not-sleep ))
	Ivan: 	Ah, that's fine...I was just wondering if Ciel was here?
Mary: (( not not sleep ))
	Ivan: 	Never saw her last night! Figured she might've come here.
Mary: (( but GitP did this sketch better than I ever could ))
	Sypha: 	"Ciel? She has been here an awful lot. She seemed to have gone off to the left, towards your establishment after coming here last night."
	LungeFish: 	*goes for a morning stroll*
	Ivan: 	My house...?
	Ciel: 	I do not require sleep. I have been studying this mus musculus.
	Ivan: 	Actually, I've only to wonder why I didn't stay there! Haha...
	Common Guard: 	"STOP RIGHT THERE CRIMINAL SCUM!"
	Common Guard: 	"NOBODY BREAKS THE LAW ON MY WATCH!"
	LungeFish: 	(un)
	Ivan: 	Well, sorry to bother you!
	Common Guard: 	*MUTILATES THE FISH*
	Mary: 	What you study?
	Ciel: 	Mus musculus. *holds up mouse and smiles faintly* House mouse.
	Mary: 	Oh. Why you not just say "mouse?"
	Ciel: 	My apologies. I have not yet named him
	Mary: 	Well... you look at mouse all night?
	Ivan: 	So you WERE here!
	Ciel: 	*shifts uneasily* Not all night...no.
	Mary: 	That make sense. Mouse get bored.
Ivan: (( is the mouse...alive? ))
tirkaroKujo: 	Guess it is
Ciel: (( Well yeah I didn't kill it ))
Mary: (( you CRUSHED IT WITH YOUR ANGSTY ROBOGINA ))
Ivan: (( Well now I just imagine you holding up by its tai ))
Ivan: (( l ))
Ivan: (( with it strugglying around ))
Mary: (( that or it's in the palm of her hand ))
	Ivan: 	So...what's going on?
	Mouse: 	Skweek
Ivan: (( well most mice I know don't take kindly to strangers (D) ))
	Ciel: 	I have been studying this mouse. He seems to enjoy chewing scraps of paper. It is quite interesting
	Ivan: 	Uh-huh...well, okay! Why not, I guess. Gotta have something to do at night...
	Ciel: 	..how was your night?
	Ivan: 	Haha! It was alright! We painted!
Mary: (( did we save them? ))
	Ciel: 	...*cringe* I see...
Ivan: (( I assume so ))
Ivan: (( Fuck else would we use em for, a fire? ))
Mary: (( well I certainly would have saved the one I madee ))
Mary: (( eeeee ))
Ivan: (( your stick figure hat indeed ))
	Ivan: 	Hm? You alright..? I would've taught you, too, if you'd been there!
	Mary: 	Yes, Ivan help me paint! *uncrumples painting from bag*
	Mary: 	See? This his hat.
	Ciel: 	*faces Ivan* Is love wrong?
agidius: 	The originally unimpressive painting is now flaking apart in places due to the rough treatment. Mary is still, however, visibly proud.
	Ivan: 	What? That's an odd question, but an easy one to answer! My view may be a bit colored, but love is never wrong! Not LOVE, at least!
	Ciel: 	There is a difference between love and love? This concept confuses me. I cannot analyze it...
	Ivan: 	Course, any worshipper of Tearyn would say that...
	Ivan: 	Ah, well, there's a difference between just...lust, and love. Some can't see it, but to anyone who bothers to think about it, it's simple to discern.
	Ciel: 	Then am I loved or loved? I am confused...
	Ivan: 	Hm? Wait, are you asking about platonic love?
	Ciel: 	I am not sure...*frowns*
	Ivan: 	Well, if you're confused...love'
	Mary: 	...*stuffs painting back into bag*
	Ivan: 	s not something to beat yourself up about! It's meant to make you happy, to improve your life, not to cast confusion on it.
Ivan: (( brb ))
	Mary: 	Love... hard to explain.
	Ciel: 	How do I know if someone loves me though? And I am still confused about what "overtime" is...
	Mary: 	Haha, know when someone love YOU even harder. Not know if possible.
	Ivan: 	...
	Ivan: 	Ask!
	Ivan: 	Just ask them!
	Ivan: 	It's not complicated! Whether it works out or not, it'll ease your mind, at least.
	Ciel: 	It is complicated for me to understand...
	Ivan: 	Worrying about it yourself isn't going to do you any good, really. You'll eventually come to an answer, maybe, but who knows if it's right or not? The only way to know for sure is to confront the person in question...unless they're dishonest with themselves, then you've to trust your own intuition!
	Ciel: 	*ponders briefly* I...am still not sure I understand...
	Ivan: 	What ARE you trying to understand? I'm confused, here.
	Mary: 	It like... when you know someone, and that person make you happy. When that person gone, you sad. When they back, you happy. But... when not love, you find other people, they make you as happy. Love, just that person. Others not as good. Not easy replace, love.
	Ciel: 	I am trying to find out if what Angelia feels is love or not. As I do not wish to hurt her but I also do not wish to violate my vows...
	Ivan: 	...her? Didn't I warn ya about her.. Well, she's not a bad person...
Ivan: (( oh god the brooklyn is seeping in ))
	Mary: 	Angelia? That painter lady?
	Ivan: 	Well, I'm not one to get in the way of love! Listen, my only advice to you...if these vows are getting in the way of what you want to do, or they're hurting people, or if you just want to get rid of them...well, get rid of them! Of course, I've never been one to restrict myself, so...take it as you will, I guess!
	Ciel: 	I realize she is not a bad person...but she seems to care for me but I cannot return those feelings physically like she wishes without disregarding my vows. It is very confusing.
	Mary: 	How important your vows?
	Mary: 	Why you take them?
	Ciel: 	I took them to honor Justice and to make Father Anselme proud. I...am uncertain if I want to experience this "love" or if I simply do not want to upset people...
	Ivan: 	I'd think, if it were the latter, you wouldn't even consider love. You'd think you'd be upsetting the people you made the vows for, and they'd outweigh Angelia. That's just my view, of course...
	Ciel: 	I do not wish to upset anyone...but...breaking my vows would upset Justice...and Father if he were still alive...
	Ivan: 	Do you really think your being happy would upset them?
	Mary: 	*laughs* No matter what you do, it upset SOMEone. Decide who more important to you. Who you love more.
	Ciel: 	I will always love Justice and the Father...I just wish to not upset my new friends...
	Mouse: 	"Sweek skweek"
	Ivan: 	Well, whatever you do, it won't upset me! But...well, don't fret about what others think of you!
	Ciel: 	*pets mouse with finger* I think that I understand now.
	Mary: 	So... you look at painting now? *eager grin*
	Ivan: 	If you're truly set on holding yourself to a strict code...well, make it your own!
	Ciel: 	*nods* I would enjoy seeing your painting.
Mary: (( do we need to RP this? Seems like a good "skip to the next scene" point, really ))
Ivan: (( Is there every any skipping ))
Mary: (( *shrug* unless one of you really wants to ))
Ivan: (( This ain't TF2 ))
Ivan: (( Or whatever it was we played hopskotch in ))
Ivan: (( >skotch ))
Ivan: (( sure ))
Ciel: (( Well we need to decide what we're doing. ))
Mary: (( right ))
Mary: (( in that case, one second ))
Ivan: (( m ))
Ivan: (( Guess I could show my painting as well (SMIRK) ))
Tokens dropped onto map 'Flewich'
	Mary: 	*reaches back into sack to retrieve painting* Here mine! It Ivan's hat.
	Ivan: 	*gets out map case* I just stored mine in here...
	Ciel: 	That is a very interesting painting.
	Ivan: 	It's, well, I'd hope you can tell...
	Ciel: 	...oh my. That is very detailed, Ivan.
	Mary: 	*smiles proudly* I help on that one.
	Ivan: 	Hahahaha! Yes, you did! And because of that, I think it's the best I've ever done!
	Ciel: 	What is the course of action for today?
	Ivan: 	Well, Tab mentioned a tower...and I suppose I need some new supplies...
	Ivan: 	Mostly just paper!
	Mary: 	Not forget about Skeegals.
	Ivan: 	Right, those...
	Ivan: 	And the orcs, too, but seems that opportunity passed by.
	Ciel: 	I...would also like to look into something as well...
	Ivan: 	Hm?
	Mary: 	?
	Ciel: 	*takes out map* You must not share this with anyone as the Father made me promise I would not tell. But since we are traveling companions I feel it is only right.
	Ivan: 	Hm? You paint something, too...?
	Mary: 	That... look like very old paper.
	Ciel: 	It is a map, given to me by the father. He told me that if I wished to find out about myself, this would be a good point to start.
	Mary: 	Okay... you know where it go to? Where we at?
	Ciel: 	According to the map, this is simply a few miles south of here.
	Ivan: 	...really?!
	Ciel: 	From the looks of it, yes.
	Ciel: 	But it is a selfish request. I do not wish to force either of you to go there.
	Mary: 	You know anything about the place?
	Ciel: 	I do not..
	Ivan: 	I've no problem going! Sounds like fun, anyways.
	Ciel: 	Even if it is dangerous?
	Ivan: 	Well...I don't think it's me that has to worry about that, actually...
	Ivan: 	I know how to handle myself! And I don't like getting near hostiles...
	Mary: 	It fine.
	Mary: 	Get healing potions at shop yesterday.
	Ivan: 	Ah, there were a couple in that backpack, too..not sure how I missed those the first time around, but I'll take it!
Ciel: (( Maaaaaaaaaaaan...I really hate to be that guy, but I am tired as all fuck ))
Mary: (( thaaaaaaaank yooooou ))
Ivan: (( stop being Beedle ))
Mary: (( last night basically murdered me as well ))
Ciel: (( What, you were tired too? You should've said so man D: ))
tirkaroKujo: 	>Being tired
Mary: (( was going to in about half an huor ))
tirkaroKujo: 	Pfffft
Mary: (( huor, sure ))
tirkaroKujo: 	I was too busy not fixing the internet to get any form of activity in whatsoever
tirkaroKujo: 	But yes, guess we have a proper segway into the action next time
	Ivan: 	Exactly
Ciel: (( My apologies indeed, I only got like five hours of sleep last night and just worked a seven hour shift. So yeah, I'm sorta out of it even if I wasn't tired too ))
tirkaroKujo: 	>Working
	Ivan: 	It's fine, we can just play tomorrow
	Mary: 	indeed
tirkaroKujo: 	It's almost like you're a productive member of society or something
tirkaroKujo: 	and that's just sickening
	Mary: 	I only work until 7, which is nice
	Ivan: 	Even if Agi has work till 3:40 am
	Mary: 	though I will die due to having 11 HP and 15 AC
	Ciel: 	I maaaaaaaaay be busy tomorrow. Maybe.
	Ciel: 	But if I am, I'll text Silver and ask him to inform y'all
	Mary: 	alrighty
	Ivan: 	>mfw Silver has work tomorrow too and never checks his phone
	Ciel: 	PROBABLY.
	Mary: 	offered my number ages ago, but I never check my phone either
	Mary: 	(tipsy)
	Ivan: 	I ain't even got a phone no more
	Ciel: 	ipso
tirkaroKujo: 	I have a phone
tirkaroKujo: 	Just a really, really shitty one
	Mary: 	but yeah, 509-520-5104 if it is needed for any reason whatsoever
	Mary: 	it is however dead at the moment
	Ivan: 	>520
	Ivan: 	scum of the earth
tirkaroKujo: 	Seriously, I would prefer a portable talky-walky-majigger from the '70s over it
	Ivan: 	You mean....a cinderblock?
	Ivan: 	Or a tin can attached to a string?
tirkaroKujo: 	Whatever can kill people the fastest upon throwing it
	Mary: 	so a Nokia
	Ivan: 	Maybe
	Mary: 	*really, whatever celestial daemons there are had better have -2 to hit*
	Ciel: 	So yes, I am going to go pass out now. My apologies once again.
	Ciel: 	Night errybody
MarthTrinity is disconnected.
	Mary: 	night MT
	Ivan: 	m
	Mary: 	« 1d20 = 16 »
	Ivan: 	« 1d20 = 6 »
	Ivan: 	m
	Mary: 	« 2d6 = 5 »
	Ivan: 	« 1d20+2 = 16 + 2 = 18 »
	Mary: 	« 1d20+8 = 11 + 8 = 19 »
Tokens dropped onto map 'Flewich'
	Mouse: 	Nah
	Mouse: 	You're just gonna challenge Thulsa first