WHAT THOSE OTHER FAGS WERE DOING

<Good_Boy>: can goodboy come, or should he watch magic?]
<Wrong_Way>: [does it matter? magic is for Loooosserrrrssss]
<Reisander>: [up to you]
<Good_Boy>: true]
<Good_Boy>: and]
<Good_Boy>: Reisander has meat]
<Reisander>: [nasty elastic black astronaut jerky made of protein, potassium, vitamins B C and D, and carbohydrates]
<Good_Boy>: I like meat!]
<Good_Boy>: wait]
Reisander leans back against the tree and stokes the fire with a baton
<Good_Boy>: I'm sorry Lois]
<Good_Boy>: I'm needed elsewhere]
Good_Boy flies off]
<Reisander>: [wat]
<Good_Boy>: or not]
<Good_Boy>: nvm]
<Wrong_Way>: "N-not like girls phone numbers or anything, just people that I'm friends with."
<Wrong_Way>: [sorry hab, they ditched you.]
Reisander nods knowingly
<Reisander>: "I wouldn't know I do not own a phone"
<Wrong_Way>: "Great..."
<Wrong_Way>: "All I have is Gwyd's then. And maybe my dentists."
Good_Boy walks over
<Reisander>: "We should attempt to fill it"
<Good_Boy>: Hello! I smell meat!
<Good_Boy>: Hello Friend Mark!
<Wrong_Way>: "Oh hey Good Boy."
<Reisander>: "I have romanced the crown princesses of dying stars and the queens of great empires"
<Reisander>: "Finding women to fill your 'phone' will be no issue"
<Reisander>: "And good morning, ...?
<Wrong_Way>: "Oh no, I'm good on ladies...I mean, I've got someone else that I'm interested..."
<Good_Boy>: Hello Friend Stranger!
<Good_Boy>: I am Pal!
Wrong_Way looks at Reisander looking at Good Boy.
<Wrong_Way>: "Oh right, Uh, Reisander, this is Good Boy, aka Pal... Goodboy, Reisander."
Reisander nods to Pal and rustles through his sack throwing a wrapped piece of black synthetic jerky to him
<Good_Boy>: Hello Friend Reisander!
<Good_Boy>: YAY!
Reisander scoffs at Wrong-way
Good_Boy grabs the meat, and chews at it
<Reisander>: "One woman is enough for no one"
<Good_Boy>: Thank you, Best Friend Reisander!
<Reisander>: "We will find several"
<Wrong_Way>: "...Right."
Wrong_Way decides to sit down and look at the fire
Reisander looks quizzically at Wrong_way
<Reisander>: "Perhaps earths customs are different than my usual fare:
Good_Boy continues eating jerky
<Reisander>: "*
<Wrong_Way>: "Maybe Reisander. Though I think my uncle said something like that to my mom once..."
Reisander leans back against tree and tosses another log on
<Wrong_Way>: "...Are these special logs or anything?"
Reisander looks at the logs burning
<Reisander>: "I chopped them down last night before I went to sleep"
<Wrong_Way>: "Oh. I was gonna guess that you brought these from a burning world and keep them when you feel like starting a fire."
<Reisander>: "Building a fire from the wilderness is a delight travelers relish regularly no need for alien logs"
Reisander almost gives a genuine smile for a second but merely smirks and leans back against the tree
<Good_Boy>: I like fires!
Wrong_Way notices it for a second, but thinks it's a trick of the lighting or something
<Wrong_Way>: "Yeah, I don't really go to the wilderness much, but fires are nice."
<Reisander>: "The wilderness is my home"
<Reisander>: "The untamed beasts are my neighbors and the frontier is my property"
<Reisander>: "The voyager"
<Wrong_Way>: "Cool. I guess my property is my dorm room."
Reisander smirks
<Reisander>: "What of the day, how shall we spend it?"
<Good_Boy>: Fetch?
Reisander scoffs
Wrong_Way picks up a burning log for goodboy to play fetch with]
<Reisander>: "I have to ask though"
Good_Boy looks at Reisander
<Reisander>: "What were you both doing out in the woods anyways?
<Good_Boy>: I like trees!
<Wrong_Way>: "Again, phone numbers. Apparently Gwyd and Donnie were gonna practice magic when I teleported in."
<Reisander>: "Hmph"
<Reisander>: "Teaching the dwarf party tricks I see"
<Good_Boy>: What's a dwarf?
<Wrong_Way>: "Hey, it doesn't hurt to learn something new. Not that I'd learn magic or anything."
<Reisander>: "Magic is a means to an end utilizing it as a weapon is foolish and painfully blunt"
<Reisander>: "But enough of them"
<Reisander>: "What of us"
<Reisander>: "what shall we do?"
Wrong_Way thinks for a bit
<Good_Boy>: We can have fun!
<Good_Boy>: Do you like fun?
<Wrong_Way>: "...A bit more specific, Good Boy."
<Reisander>: "Fun is arbitrary"
<Good_Boy>: Trees are fun, yes!
Reisander groans
Good_Boy smiles
Wrong_Way rubs his forehead from that comment
<Wrong_Way>: "Uh...how about bowling? I know this great place near my parent's home."
<Reisander>: "Bowling?"
<Good_Boy>: Sure!
<Wrong_Way>: "Bowling is when you roll a heavy ball across very slippery wood to hit 10 pins at the very end. You have two tries to do it."
<Wrong_Way>: "I never really finish a game, but it's fun for a little bit."
Reisander scoffs
<Reisander>: "What does that accomplish"
<Wrong_Way>: "Uh, it shows who is the best at physics?"
<Good_Boy>: It's fun!
<Wrong_Way>: [and then reisander decided it was too much for him to handle]
<Wrong_Way>: [DEEE ENDDDD]]
<Buck>: [whatd I miss?]
<Wrong_Way>: [<Wrong_Way>: "Uh, it shows who is the best at physics?" <Good_Boy>: It's fun!]
Buck scoffs
<Wrong_Way>: [buck you snob]
<Buck>: "I suppose I should take a break from the hunt"
*** Buck is now known as Reisander
<Reisander>: [fuckdamnitshit]
<Wrong_Way>: [you don't know how hard i'm laughing imaging buck said that]
<Good_Boy>: Hello friend Buck! When did you get here?]
Reisander scoffs again
<Wrong_Way>: "Alright then!"
Wrong_Way gets up
<Wrong_Way>: "Okay, so should we just leave the fire and get arrested or put it out?"
<Reisander>: "Give me a few minutes to get collected you two go ahead"
<Reisander>: "Teleport me there in ten"
<Good_Boy>: I can help!
<Good_Boy>: You guys go!
<Good_Boy>: Have fun!
<Wrong_Way>: "...I feel unsafe leaving you with a fire, Good Boy."
<Reisander>: "I'm just looking over my things one last time"
<Wrong_Way>: "It's sort of like leaving a baby with a gun."
<Reisander>: "Go"
<Good_Boy>: See you soon, Best Friend Reisander!
<Wrong_Way>: "Alright fine...Goodboy and I aren't at Strike Out Lanes."
Reisander groans as he kicks dirt over the fire and scatters ashes with a baton
<Wrong_Way>: [by the convienence of life, there is no other bowling alley named strike out lanes.]
<Wrong_Way>: [maybe because it has something to do with baseball]
<Wrong_Way>: [oh well]
Reisander quickly grabs his sack and stuffs it into the trunk of the tree marking the trunk with a few cuts he stashes his except Carnwennan which he unsheathes and shadows up leaping off into the woods
Wrong_Way is teleported with Good Boy to Strike Out Lanes. The place is empty, like usual. The only other guy who is playing sees the two teleport in and immediently runs off to the bathroom.
<Good_Boy>: Hello Friend Stranger!
Wrong_Way watches the man run very quickly
<Wrong_Way>: "Don't worry. He's going to call the police."
<Good_Boy>: Police are nice!
<Wrong_Way>: "I guess we should bring Reisander now..."
<Good_Boy>: Give him time
<Good_Boy>: He said ten minutes!
<Wrong_Way>: "I guess he needs to use the bathroom.
<Wrong_Way>: "What shoe size do you think he is? We're going to have to get bowling shoes."
Wrong_Way goes up the counter where an old man is at the register. He has been standing here the whole time, but seems to have not noticed what happened.
<Wrong_Way>: "Heeyyy Old James, can I get a size *coughcough*, *cough* and *couuughhhhh*?"
<Donnie>: [keeping it classy, ww]
<Reisander>: [whatd I miss?]
<Wrong_Way>: [aw yeah]
<Wrong_Way>: http://mibpaste.com/jqBWcW]
<Wrong_Way>: http://mibpaste.com/IFkzAd ]
<Wrong_Way>: Old James looks at Wrong Way like he isn't there but then spends at least 10 minutes getting their shoes.
<Wrong_Way>: "Thanks Old James."
<Reisander>: [Reis is like 6'4 so pretty big shoes]
<Wrong_Way>: [don't worry, i supersized it]
Wrong_Way goes back to where Good_boy is with the shoes
<Reisander>: [nice]
<Wrong_Way>: "Alright, here's hoping these fit."
<Reisander>: [just wanna look on there for a bit maybe say hello to them before I come to the bowling alley]
<Wrong_Way>: "Last time I was here, Old James thought I was a ladies 7."
<Wrong_Way>: [it's cool]
<Good_Boy>: You are not a lady!
<Good_Boy>: That is silly!
<Good_Boy>: Hahahaha!
<Wrong_Way>: "I know right? That's what I told him!"
<Wrong_Way>: "Classic Old James."
<Good_Boy>: I do not need shoes though
<Wrong_Way>: "Hm?"
<Good_Boy>: Dogs don't wear shoes. That is silly!
<Wrong_Way>: "Oh. I completely forgot."
<Wrong_Way>: "Oh well, we can just leave them here."
<Good_Boy>: We can give them to someone else!
Wrong_Way looks around at the empty bowling alley
<Wrong_Way>: "...Sure."
<Good_Boy>: Yay!
Wrong_Way laces up his shoes
Wrong_Way checks the time on his phone
<Wrong_Way>: "I guess we should start without Reisander. He's still got a bit of time left."
Good_Boy sits, smiling
<Good_Boy>: Okay!
<Wrong_Way>: "Uh... I guess I'll go first."
<Good_Boy>: Okay!
<Good_Boy>: Let's have fun, Friend Mark!
Good_Boy walks to the lane
Wrong_Way walks to the lane as well
Wrong_Way spends a good minute trying to choose a ball, a green sparkling one or a ball with flames painted on it.
Wrong_Way eventually settles for the flame one.
Good_Boy grabs a ball
Wrong_Way rolls the ball as hard as he can down the lane, hitting 5 pins.
<Wrong_Way>: "Oh boy, this might be my lucky ball!"
<Good_Boy>: Yay!
<Gwydion>: goodboy[
<Reisander>: pull me out whenever]
<Good_Boy>: It is my turn!
<Wrong_Way>: "Alright."
Wrong_Way sits down as he waits for his ball to return and to see how good at bowling Good Boy is.
Good_Boy sits with the ball, knawing at it
<Wrong_Way>: "..Uh Goodboy..."
<Wrong_Way>: "You need to throw the ball down there..." gesturing towards the newly set up pins.
<Good_Boy>: But
<Good_Boy>: I like this ball
<Wrong_Way>: "How about you chose another that you don't like?"
Good_Boy disappears
<Wrong_Way>: [?]
<Good_Boy>: I got summoned by a whistle]
<Wrong_Way>: [nevermind, read it]
<Reisander>: [go ahead and warp me in whenever]
Wrong_Way is extremely confused by that
Wrong_Way checks the time again seeing that it's been a while since Reisander had "things to do"
<Wrong_Way>: "Reisander isn't here."
Reisander appears next to Mark
<Wrong_Way>: "Hey. Do you know where Good Boy went?"
<Reisander>: "Back to Gwydion and the dwarf"
<Wrong_Way>: "Oh..."
<Wrong_Way>: "So, you wanna try bowling out?"
<Gwydion>: hes with friends now ww]
<Wrong_Way>: [s-shut up ;_;]
<Good_Boy>: I am sorry, friend Mark]
<Reisander>: "Very well"
<Wrong_Way>: [j-just be happy, good boy...]
<Good_Boy>: I'm needed elsewhere]
Good_Boy flies off]
<Wrong_Way>: "Alright. You might want to put on these shoes."
<Good_Boy>: cue Superman theme]
Wrong_Way gestures to a pair of bowling shoes on the floor.
Reisander looks down at shoes and slips his feet into them
Reisander ties his shoes
<Wrong_Way>: "Alright! I'll show you how you should bowl."
Wrong_Way gets up and picks up a ball
<Wrong_Way>: "Okay, so you're gonna want to back up a bit and then roll the ball as hard and far as possible."
Wrong_Way adjusts his position to show the proper bowling stance
<Wrong_Way>: "You've gotta be careful of bumpers, those things on the side. They'll just take your ball and you won't hit any pins."
<Good_Boy>: >bumpers]
<Wrong_Way>: "Your biggest goal is to get all the pins down as soon as possible."
<Wrong_Way>: [FUCK BUMPERS
<Wrong_Way>: [WE DOING HARD MODE]
<Good_Boy>: you just said bumpers]
<Good_Boy>: I think you mean gutters]
<Wrong_Way>: [i meant gutters]
<Wrong_Way>: [brb burning my bowling diploma]
<Wrong_Way>: "So that's it."
Wrong_Way goes up and rolls the ball down, but it ends up in the gutters before it can hit any pins.
<Wrong_Way>: "...Uh, just do the opposite of what I just did."
Reisander samples a few ball sizes eventually settles on one and assumes a pose close to Wrong_ways at the end of the lane brings hand back and lets the ball go forward it goes fairly straight and has decent power but only manages to knock down 6 pins
<Wrong_Way>: "Good one!"
Reisander scoffs and grabs a ball from the return area and hurls it down the lane hitting only one more pin
<Reisander>: "Hmph"
<Wrong_Way>: "Hey, 7 pins isn't bad."
<Reisander>: "What is the point though"
Wrong_Way is picking up a new ball.
<Wrong_Way>: "Hm?"
<Reisander>: "The pins are vanquished but there is no resolution"
<Wrong_Way>: "I guess there isn't one. It's mostly competition between the people playing."
<Reisander>: "But I have no quarrel with you"
<Wrong_Way>: "That's true."
Wrong_Way thinks about that for a bit
<Wrong_Way>: "I guess there's not much of a point to playing then."
<Wrong_Way>: "At least you know how to play it in case you have to defeat some galactic foe in combat of your choice."
Wrong_Way looks down the lane for a bit
Reisander sits down and takes out a small sleek disc like apparatus he stares at it for a few seconds swiping his fingers across it a few times
<Reisander>: "I don't belittle games I have seen many but they are not quite my field"
<Wrong_Way>: "That's fine. It was more of a joke really..."
Reisander nods taking off the bowling shoes
Wrong_Way finally turns away from the lane and just looks at his shoes
<Wrong_Way>: "Uh...got any other ideas?"
Reisander thinks hard
<Reisander>: "My ship?"
<Wrong_Way>: "...Oh right! You've got a cool space ship! I nearly forgot."
Wrong_Way takes off his bowling shoes and puts on his regular ones
<Wrong_Way>: "Alright, I'm just gonna pay for the lane anyways for Old James. I'll be a sec."
Wrong_Way picks up the bowling shoes and heads to the counter
Reisander nods and stands up stashing the little disc in his thigh once more
Wrong_Way hands back the shoes to Old James
<Wrong_Way>: "Hey Old James. Just these shoes. Uh, here's a 20, keep the change.."
Wrong_Way heads back to where Reisander is sitting
<Reisander>: "Lake "coughcough*"
<Wrong_Way>: "Lake *coughcough*...I think someone drowned there."
<Reisander>: "Yes that's probably the hole I entered through"
<Wrong_Way>: "Alright then, Reisander and I aren't at Lake *coughcough*"
Wrong_Way teleports them to Lake *coughcough*, but ends up teleporting them into the water
Good_Boy is teleported next to Wrong_Way
<Wrong_Way>: "...Great."
<Good_Boy>: Hello Friend Mark! Hello Best Friend Reisander!
Reisander splashes down into the water and swims a little ways in shore to wading levels standing on the rocky banks of a gloomy looking lake this neck of it is rock and mud a low mist lingers in the air and the surrounding woods are alive with animal sounds
Reisander nods to Good_boy
Good_Boy doggie paddles to shore
Wrong_Way sees Reisander is already at shore and hurries up
<Wrong_Way>: "My phone is damaged."
Reisander removes the small disc from his stomach and taps away on it
Good_Boy shakes himself dry
Wrong_Way checks his pocket and sighs with relief when it turns on
Wrong_Way gets hit with a little bit from Good_boy's shaking
Reisander lets the disc back into him as a spot about twenty feet out on the water begins to ripple lightly
<Wrong_Way>: "Yay..."
Reisander flinches when Good_boys muddy water hits him
Wrong_Way looks at the ripples
Reisander wallows through the muck some more until standing on top of a rock a black shiny top sticks out of the water and begins slowly lurching toward them
Wrong_Way just looks at shiny cool spaceship
<Wrong_Way>: "Do you think we can fit on it?"
Reisander smiles as a sleek black pod emerges from the water and hovers in the air two large turbines are spinning at its side suspending it in the air the ship slowly descends onto the mud next to Reis and cracks open in the front peeling open to reveal 4 small seats and a back area about 6 feet tall and 5 feet across
<Wrong_Way>: "...Sweet!
<Good_Boy>: Cool!
Reisander steps into the front the chairs shrinking away and folding up into the sides leaving an open space about the size of a uhaul trailer the back is empty accept for a black box chained down and the front area has a number of dials and switches and low light computer screens
<Reisander>: "Come in"
<Good_Boy>: Okay!
Good_Boy hops in
Wrong_Way walks into the mud and steps into the ship and sits the back area.
<Wrong_Way>: "Man, I have mud all over my shoes..."
Reisander leans against a wall in the ship as the hatch closes back up over them after a few seconds some dim over head lights come on the computer screen comes to life a quick welcom captain message goes by before a hub of controls and updates appears
<Reisander>: "I can't fly it around here of course but I did miss just taking a look at the old girl"
<Good_Boy>: It is a nice looking place!
<Reisander>: "Its rustic"
<Wrong_Way>: "Rustic? It looks like Tron! Well, reminds me of Tron."
Reisander taps the center hub a few times the center of the front area comes alive and a large ring rises up and at the center of it a number of stars and things float in a hologram around the ring todays date floats by
<Reisander>: "This is the basic map of the current night sky"
<Reisander>: "In the void you track by concentration of souls, date of death, and light from above in an area to get around"
<Reisander>: "Thats the grand tour as it were"
<Wrong_Way>: "Huh...so you follow around where people died?"
<Good_Boy>: That sounds scary!
<Good_Boy>: You must be brave!
<Reisander>: Not what I do individually"
<Reisander>: Its how everyone space travels in the void"
<Reisander>: "Dead planets can be mapped by the species that died on them and in turn the holes to the living world shine through around them"
<Reisander>: "So you use the shining stains as a road map"
<Reisander>: "The problem is most Voidians can't see them"
<Reisander>: "So you either hire a captain or bind a demon as a crew member"
Reisander points at his strange animal blue eyes
<Reisander>: "I get around just fine"
<Wrong_Way>: "Well that's good. I'm guessing us humans can't see them?"
<Good_Boy>: Us?
<Reisander>: "Us humans?"
<Good_Boy>: fastest paws in the west]
<Wrong_Way>: "...I was using the royal us."
<Reisander>: "Most humans can't"
<Reisander>: "My father can"
<Reisander>: "And the demon's eyes he gave me let me see too"
<Wrong_Way>: "Demon eyes...that's pretty cool."
<Wrong_Way>: "Do they do anything else?
<Reisander>: "Night vision"
<Reisander>: "Light sensitive"
<Reisander>: "They water when looking at illusions"
<Reisander>: "And they're demonic they naturally tempt people"
<Wrong_Way>: "That sounds nice up until that light sensitive part. Do sunglasses help?"
<Reisander>: "Biotech visor does a decent job"
<Reisander>: "We should be getting back"
<Reisander>: "I'm sure this won't be the last time you come as guests"
<Wrong_Way>: "Okay then."
<Good_Boy>: I like being a guest!
<Reisander>: [end?]
<Wrong_Way>: [sure i guess]