SnD- STAGE 2-4: Raddo-kun so kawaii~

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tirkaroKujo: 	yo sup
	Cheryl: 	Ret's rumble
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TWILT: 	oh whoops gotta be a player
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tirkaroKujo: 	mos def
	Rosalinda: 	THIS PARTY'S GETTING CUHRAZY
	Rosalinda: 	LETS ROCK
	Cheryl: 	I'm always a playa.
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Charlotte: (( we're still missing Silver ))
Charlotte: (( it just plain wouldn't be right to go without him (D) ))
	ThatDM: 	Well let's not waste tiiiiiimeeeee
Rosalinda: (( we've been without him for the last couple sessions :V ))
Charlotte: (( No we haven't (D) ))
PREVIOUSLY ON SHIOKARAIKEN NO DENSETSU
Rosalinda: (( waiittt ))
Rosalinda: (( what about Thrice ))
	ThatDM: 	He's up there
	ThatDM: 	doing things
Charlotte: (( He had to leave 5ever ))
	ThatDM: 	And is apparently gonna be late anyway
	ThatDM: 	so he gave me the ok to start early
Rosalinda: (( well okay then ))
Charlotte: (( we need another PREVIOUSLY ON header ))
	ThatDM: 	Anyway
PREVIOUSLY ON LEGEND OF THE SALTY FIST
Cheryl: (( Oh Christ, it's the dub version. . . ))
	Charlotte: 	why the shit does anyone care about that mascot again
	Casey: 	Where's the Psychic Wa- ow not the window
	Rosalinda: 	I have no idea
	Mercedes: 	You wouldn't understaaaaaaaaaaand
	Cheryl: 	Am I fuckin' invisible to you wankers or what?
	Reis: 	Stealth redesign!
	Glenn: 	*Sniff* This isn't funny guys
	Aphex Twin: 	hey there, I'll just be chillin
AND NOW, ON LEGEND OF THE SALTY FIST
Charlotte: (( So yeah just how brutally did I destroy that figh again? ))
	Elo the Fish: 	The predator has seen the last of his days, now falling to the ground as Psychic Wars rolls back into the hands of Charlotte
	Elo the Fish: 	The fish is now sorta punctured everywhere, it's sort of a bloody, delicious mess.
	Rosalinda: 	"Phew...we did...it...!"
	Charlotte: 	Charlotte flicks the blood and fish juice off her hands...
	Rosalinda: 	Linda then falls on her back, exhausted from the whole ordeal.
	Reis: 	"Incredible! I have no idea what happened, but I sure as heck oughta be amazed at it!"
	Charlotte: 	She then sits on a chair herself, cradling the ball in her arms. Finally in a clear enough state of mind, she asks, "Cheryl...? When did YOU get here? Where have you been?!"
	Rosalinda: 	Almost out of breathe and near dilusional, Linda says still laying down, "Aunty, I don't want anymore tuna tonight, I'm fullllll now..."
	Glenn: 	"Hrrrggghhh...." The young boy groans to himself. "So, you're not gonna give Psychic Wars no matter what, are you?"
	Cheryl: 	"Ix-nay on the Eryl-chay." Cheryl says, remembering her bandmates desires to keep her identity on the downlow.
	Cheryl: 	"Oi, princess. You still breathin'?"
	Charlotte: 	Charlotte starts to respond, then bites her tongue - she was right, now wasn't the time... not with so many people around. She slips the orb back into her bookbag.
	Rosalinda: 	"Oh hey Cheryl...I'm finnnnneeeee..."
	Rosalinda: 	"Charlotte...you were amazing back there...didn't know you could fight like that..."
	Charlotte: 	"T...you were great too." She looks away. "I didn't think we were going to make it there a few times."
	Cheryl: 	"We should probably get you some fresh air there, princess. Tiff sent me over 'ere to fetch you. Didn't know you'd be fightin' here too." She laughs as she helps the other girl to her feet, "Can't stay outta trouble eh?" She turns her attention to Charlotte, "Oi, glasses. Make sure those lot are alright too. Kids these days don't fuckin' run when you tell 'em to."
	Charlotte: 	"Speaking of 'run,
	Reis: 	"Running sounds like a good idea. Not really because of the fish, but that I wouldn't wanna see lil' Mercy's reaction to the fish fillet."
	Charlotte: 	' that other guy should be back soon...! I didn't like the way he looked before getting hurled out of here!"
	Reis: 	"Really, it's a miracle the staff haven't come here to see why the library is getting wrecked!"
	Charlotte: 	She casts a glance over her shoulder to the long-haired figure behind her. "Though I guess I'll have a better shot the next time I run into him"
	Rosalinda: 	Linda gets up on her feet, struggling to do so. "Right some fresh air would be nice..."
	Glenn: 	"Tcch. Don't bother. He ran away for now." The boy mumbles, looking down on the torn ground.
Charlotte: (( You can delete the Psychic Wars token if you want/delete the notes on it. It feels weird having an object in my possession that I can't manipulate. ))
	Glenn: 	"But don't count us out just yet! Getting Psychic Wars back isn't just an obligation, it's a job." The boy shifts his toes a bit and presses his fingers together. "And now that it's been used, it seems 'borrowing' is out of the question..."
Rosalinda whispers: psst, can I kick Glenn in the balls : D
You whisper to TWILT: why would I stop you
	Rosalinda: 	"Ohh...shut up..!" Linda does her harshest kick to hit Glenn right in his balls.
	Reis: 	And of course through all that, Reis slowly slinks away with Mercedes' passed out body in tow...
Charlotte: (( oh ow ))
	Glenn: 	"Guh!" Glenn kneels down, tears in his eyes. "Give me as much punishment as you want, it'll only make my drive stronger!" He tries his best to avoid curling up in an overly pathetic manner.
	Cheryl: 	"Alright, definitely gettin' you that fresh air now. C'mon, let's go."
Rosalinda: (( omg the room just disappears ))
	Charlotte: 	oops
tirkaroKujo: 	and so you head back outsi- where did that whiteness come from
Charlotte: (( was just deleting the lines ))
Charlotte: (( forgot to hit "eraser" ))
Rosalinda: (( : | ))
tirkaroKujo: 	Anyway, and so you head outside to get that wonderful, fresh air. In the time between you getting out from the building, it seems a mite bit of attention has been attracted to the wrecked room on the 3rd floor.
Charlotte: (( whoa, which one where? ))
tirkaroKujo: 	The library
Charlotte: (( Wow, my mental map of it being my old school really is not working. ))
Rosalinda: (( who puts a library on the 3rd floor ))
tirkaroKujo: 	A baaaaaaaad school, that's what
	Charlotte: 	Healed up!
	Rosalinda: 	Healed up!
	Cheryl: 	Once outside...and a considerable distance from the school, Cheryl turns to Rosalinda, "Sooooo...your luck's just as shit as mine I see? Bloody hell happened in there?
	Charlotte: 	*Any chance I'll have been able to excuse myself? or is the school administration coming in?*
	Rosalinda: 	Linda breathes in the fresh air. "Ahhh...that hits the spot..."
	Mercedes: 	"BWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" Mercedes bawls to herself over hearing the news of the dearly departed mascot. Reis pats her on the back, casually saying "there, there..." and trying her best to restrain a "plenty of other fish in the sea" quip.
	Rosalinda: 	"Lets just say we almost died several times...one of them just happened to be to a giant fish."
	Rosalinda: 	"What happened to you?"
	Cheryl: 	"Let's just say I got jumped by several people, one of them just happened to be someone who looks identical to me...."
	Charlotte: 	*Yes, no, potato*
Charlotte: (( actually, I don't even know who's with who. ))
tirkaroKujo: 	Oh, there's no real administration that noticed you on the way out, and there's no real suspicion pointing towards you
Cheryl: (( Cheryl and Rosalinda are off outside by themselves. ))
tirkaroKujo: 	Because talking is a free action and that whole thing actually occurred pretty quickly
Rosalinda: (( did Glenn just disappear ))
tirkaroKujo: 	Yeeeaaah, he sorta did actually
tirkaroKujo: 	you could say the moment you left the room, he made his way out in a mysterious fashion
Charlotte: (( I'll be popping off to the nearest phone booth to Superman up and meet back with the group, trying to figure out how to get rid of my Replicant if I can ))
tirkaroKujo: 	Well, currently Psychic Wars has its eye closed again. That's the only real observable difference from before
Rosalinda: (( uhhh ))
Rosalinda: (( problem ))
Rosalinda: (( family's calling me and I mighttt be away for half an hour at least ))
Rosalinda: (( staying on though ))
Cheryl: (( Shit happens brosef. Go take care of what you've gotta take care of. ))
Charlotte: (( not really a problem, go ahead. ))
Rosalinda: (( sorry guys, will be back soon ))
tirkaroKujo: 	Oh it's alright
tirkaroKujo: 	30 minutes isn't really much
Charlotte: (( I need a drink/bathroom break mysekf ))
Charlotte: (( *self ))
Cheryl: (( agi: *spends thirty minutes in the bathroom* ))
Charlotte: (( I could do that and you would never know. ))
Charlotte: (( Okay, so - I specifically described Aphex with Range E, actually ATTACHED to my body, growing from the lower back and stretching up a couple feet above my head, actually. I assume he doesn't just phase through stuff? ))
Charlotte: (( I don't think I can even FIT in a phone booth/through most doorframes as it is. ))
	Charlotte: 	Charlotte scurries away from the school herself, heading for the nearest place she can change into her alter ego - that place just happening to be Doc Louis's fast food establishment.
tirkaroKujo: 	Replicants cannot phase through things, no
Cheryl: (( Well unless that's their power ))
tirkaroKujo: 	They can phase through -your body-
tirkaroKujo: 	but that's about the extent of it
Charlotte: (( That sounds situationally useful. ))
	Doleman: 	"Hello child- hey, whatchu in a rush for, huh?"
Cheryl: (( Hey Chef. ))
	Charlotte: 	"Argh... I can't say much. I think 'rough day at school' is suitably vague enough..."
Cheryl: (( Doleman: Well let me sing you a song, children. ))
	Doleman: 	"Well don't you hurt yourself, you hear? We just got a pretty tragic case of some poor sap slipping and falling, knocking down the refreshment dispensers! Ohoho, and I'm still paying for that out of my pocket..."
	Charlotte: 	"I'm sorry to hear that... he got away without having to pay for a thing? I mean, sure, it was an accident, but..."
	Doleman: 	"Of course he didn't get away with it! That poor sap was me!" Doleman laughs heartily at himself.
	Charlotte: 	Charlotte giggles to herself. "Well I'm glad you're able to laugh at it. You still have drinks though, right?"
	Doleman: 	"Sure, just no free refills at this moment."
	Charlotte: 	"I'll take a medium." Charlotte counts out the exact change and slides it across the counter, in slightly better spirits.
Charlotte: (( It's VERY possible I still have fish guts on my hand. ))
	Doleman: 	"I'll just ignore the *sniff sniff* fish guts on the money for now, you have fun you crazy dame."
	Charlotte: 	"...I definitely need to wash my hands." Silently thanking Doleman for not prying, Charlotte takes her drink and heads off to the bathroom.
	Charlotte: 	*drink, change, try to slip out without Doleman noticing, I forgot how chatty he was*
Charlotte: (( I guess I'll do a skill check for that (hmm) Since TWILT isn't quite here yet and all ))
Doleman: (( go ahead then ))
Charlotte: (( I'll just try an untrained lost in the crowd check when he's distracted with another customer. ))
Charlotte: (( Dammit, did I not save the actual toke- no, it's just stored somewhere else. ))
	Tiffany: 	Fully changed, easy to do when you can wear one set of clothes under another, Tiff looks from side to side to make sure the coast is clear...
	Tiffany: 	Then attempts to casually saunter out at the optimal moment! « 1d6 = 2 »
	Tiffany: 	*dat casual saunter*
tirkaroKujo: 	You saunter out, but gain a few odd looks from random customers, who proceed to just look at you awkwardly and go back to stuffing their faces with genetically modified burgers
tirkaroKujo: 	Also, aren't skill checks d10s
Tiffany: (( Oh, so they are ))
	Tiffany: 	« 1d10 = 1 »
Tiffany: (( m. ))
Cheryl: (( PFFTHAHAHA ))
Cheryl: (( You casually saunter straight into the trash can. ))
	Tiffany: 	*LOOK AT HOW DISTRACTED I AM*
tirkaroKujo: 	It seems you had a piece of cloth hanging loose, so you trip and fall, but thankfully just barely manage to avoid wrecking the beverage dispenser again.
Cheryl: (( You lose « 1d100 = 60 » HP ))
	Tiffany: 	"Unf!" Tiff lands flat on the ground, mercifully able to catch herself with her hands.
Cheryl: (( You need those front-end airbags. ))
Tiffany: (( that is to say, not smacking my head into the ground, can I have that much dignity at least ))
Tiffany: (( (FEDUP) ))
tirkaroKujo: 	Not sure, roll a fast reflexes check
Rosalinda: (( back ))
Rosalinda: (( sorry guys ))
tirkaroKujo: 	It's okay, you missed Tiffany dropping spaghetti out of her pockets
	Tiffany: 	« 1d10+3 = 1 + 3 = 4 » at least I'm trained in that (FEDUP)
	Tiffany: 	FEDUP
Rosalinda: (( NOW WHERE WERE WE ))
Cheryl: (( No problem. It let me beat Motley Bossblob with an army of Peaches in SM3DW ))
tirkaroKujo: 	You smack your head against the ground pretty hard. Doleman notices this, and runs over, asking if you're okay.
	Doleman: 	"Well are you, stranger?"
	Tiffany: 	"Ngaah..." Tiff clutches her bruised forehead. "I'm fine! I'm fine! Back off!"
	Doleman: 	"Just have some mercy and spare the refreshments! If this keeps going on like this, we'll never have free refills again!"
	Rosalinda: 	"A lot of crazy things has been happening lately..."
	Rosalinda: 	"So...what's the plan, boss?"
Rosalinda: (( also what time is it over there ))
	Tiffany: 	"Does the thing still make ice? Oof... if you could gimme a plastic bag, that'd be great."
Tiffany: (( We just got out of school, then had the fight, so... 4:30? ))
	Doleman: 	"Heeeeere you go, missus! If you keep feeling dizzy, I'd advise some medical attention."
	Doleman: 	The chubby man realizes he's been holding up the line a bit due to his absense, and quickly rushes back after handing over the bag of ice.
	Tiffany: 	Tiff takes it, a blush rushing to her face. She heads for the door, hoping she doesn't have to roll again.
Cheryl: (( Also just a reminder that I was cut up by all that shrapnel in the Another Cheryl fight. So I'm still sorta bleeding. ))
tirkaroKujo: 	Thankfully there are no rolls ot be seen here (yet)
	Tiffany: 	« 1d10 = 9 » If she did have to roll again, she'd have rolled a 1 anyhow.
Rosalinda: (( Are you trying to hide it? ))
Tiffany: (( It'll probably take me ~10-20 minutes to meet back up with you guys, so go ahead and talk amongst yourselves for a bit ))
Cheryl: (( I really can't hide it lol ))
Cheryl: (( As I was literally blocking my face from the shrapnel with my arms, so my arms and legs are cut up ))
	Rosalinda: 	"....Eh, Cheryl, are you okay? You're bleeding!"
	Cheryl: 	"This?" She looks at her various gashes and scratches and shrugs, "Been worse."
	Rosalinda: 	"You sure? That seems like a lot of blood..."
	Rosalinda: 	"Granted, I'm kinda exhausted myself, but..."
	Cheryl: 	The red-head shrugs again, "Nothin some bandages won't fix up." She looks off into the distance for a moment before looking back at Rosalinda, "So you said you fought a -fish-?"
	Rosalinda: 	"Yeeahhh it was also our class pet. It just ate this small orb thing, before transforming into this crazy ass fish..."
Cheryl: (( Also wait, when did Charlotte get that again? ))
Rosalinda: (( I thought she took it with her...? ))
Tiffany: (( The fish spat it out, I snatched it back up. ))
	Mercedes: 	"BuuWWWAAAAAAH WHHHYYYYY??!" Mercedes cries in an almost responsive manner as Reis comforts her with a hint of sardonism in her face.
Cheryl: (( Wasn't it after the Niro fight that you got it originally though? ))
Rosalinda: (( yeah, she insisted on taking it ))
Mercedes: (( it was indeed ))
Tiffany: (( Yeah, it was. I had it, the fish got it after I hid it ))
Tiffany: (( then I got it back after the fish was defeated ))
Cheryl: (( And. . .Rosalinda just doesn't realize that now Charlotte has it? ))
Rosalinda: (( I didn't notice her take it, no. ))
Rosalinda: (( taking it* what have you ))
Tiffany: (( Don't worry, it won't be too long before I fill you in IC ))
	Rosalinda: 	"We were also fighting some asshole earlier who kept going on and on about psychic wars or some shit.
	Rosalinda: 	"
	Cheryl: 	"Must've been the guy that Cha-that glasses chick said flew out the window."
	Rosalinda: 	Linda stretches her neck. "Yeah, he wasn't that tough. Big talk though."
	Cheryl: 	"Most people like that are."
tirkaroKujo: 	Oh, are you waiting for me to make the "IT'S BEEN 10 MINUTES NOW" call or something Agi
Tiffany: (( Not really, more them ))
Cheryl: (( It's been ten minutes ))
	Rosalinda: 	"Sooo, you wanna go do anything? Grab a bite or something?"
Tiffany: (( well, I said 10-20 (D) ))
	Rosalinda: 	"I promise it won't be McDonalds again!"
Tiffany: (( so « 9+1d11 = 9 + 4 = 13 » (D) ))
	Rosalinda: 	Linda's still pretty tired from the whole ordeal, though she tries her best to stay positive.
	Cheryl: 	"Let's give Tiff a few minutes. She should be here soon. 'Less she's slackin' off or whatever the fuck she does in her free time."
	Tiffany: 	*where's the meeting spot again? I'm sure we had something like that*
	Tiffany: 	Since Cheryl was able to no problem, I'm going to assume that at SOME point I was able to will Aphex away
tirkaroKujo: 	Willing the Replicants away comes naturally to you
	Tiffany: 	*whew*
	Tiffany: 	Tiff pushes her way into the (ESTABLISHMENT), her makeshift icepack dripping water as she walks. "Sorry I'm late! You got there in time?"
tirkaroKujo: 	I figured they were just sorta outside
Cheryl: (( We were. ))
tirkaroKujo: 	outside the school at least
Rosalinda: (( yeah we're outside, just talking ))
Rosalinda: (( in the cooooolllldddd ))
Rosalinda: (( because it's freezing outside -_- ))
Tiffany: (( Gotcha, ignore the part about the (ESTABLISHMENT) then ))
	Rosalinda: 	"Oh hey Tiff! Where've you been?"
	Cheryl: 	"Yeah, where -have- you been?" Cheryl replies with a sly smile.
	Tiffany: 	"Eh, you know. Around." She lifts the icepack from her head, pointing to the bruising. "Need to watch where I'm going a bit better, I guess, accidentally ran RIGHT into... oh, screw it, that's not important."
Tiffany: (( Fuck, this isn't even something I can TEMPORARILY lie my way out of. ))
	Rosalinda: 	"Man, you won't BELIEVE what's happened today...a few classmates and I were almost killed by a giant fish!"
	Tiffany: 	"Hey, can we get somewhere a bit more... out of the way?" Tiff casts suspicious glances from side to side. "I think I might've learned a thing or two about the... haha, yeah, funny story there! No seriously, is your place good for this, Cheryl?"
Cheryl: (( Cheryl doesn't have an established place. ))
Tiffany: (( She's homeless? ))
Rosalinda: (( I have an apartment :V ))
Cheryl: (( No, I just didn't put much thought into it ))
Tiffany: (( Eh, I'm sure Tirk can pull something out of his ass if you give a rough wealth level. ))
Tiffany: (( We don't have a studio or anything, do we? ))
TWILT is disconnected.
tirkaroKujo: 	nuuuu
Tiffany: (( oh noo ))
Cheryl: (( Well I assume she'd live by herself in a small little appartment since she doesn't really care about the money aspect of her life. ))
TWILT has connected.
TWILT: (( sorry internet's being funky ))
Rosalinda: (( I miss anything? ))
tirkaroKujo: 	That could work I guess, if you mind headin' off to the slums
Tiffany: (( naw ))
tirkaroKujo: 	not much, just the fact that Cheryl apparently lives by herself in a small apartment
TWILT is disconnected.
tirkaroKujo: 	:|
Tiffany: (( oh wow it's really gone to shit ))
tirkaroKujo: 	We'll just wait I guess (waiting)
TWILT has connected.
Rosalinda: (( >: ))
Tiffany: (( Can you asspull a dingy apartment map then, Tirk? ))
tirkaroKujo: 	uuuh, gee
tirkaroKujo: 	lemme see
tirkaroKujo: 	Dammit I know I had one here somewhere
	Rosalinda: 	http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lXNQrwX9QOU
Rosalinda: (( apartment theme : o ))
tirkaroKujo: 	There we go
	Cheryl: 	"Ain't fuckin' much but it's home. I guess."
tirkaroKujo: 	You head back over to (Apartment number) New Hope Road street, away from the cold outdoors and back into the dingy indoors that make up Cheryl's residence. From outside you can hear the usual noise that comes from the slums, like glass breaking, trucks with broken mufflers whirring loudly, and old hispanic couples arguing at eachother really fast.
	Rosalinda: 	"Oh my, nice place you got here." Linda says as she takes a seat.
Cheryl: (( Also, it's probably gonna smell like smoke, just sayin. ))
	Rosalinda: 	*cough* *cough*
	Tiffany: 	"Okay, first thing's first." Tiffany turns to Cheryl. "Cheryl, thanks for covering my ass there, but I'm not dumb - it's gonna come out eventually with everything that's going on." Tiff coughs a little.
Tiffany: (( aw man, the MYM chat's heating up with Dave's post ))
Tiffany: (( I need to go do damage control ))
tirkaroKujo: 	No, don't
tirkaroKujo: 	stay here
Rosalinda: (( agi please no this session's more important than MYM ))
Tiffany: (( can't, damage control ))
Cheryl: (( Other than that, there's mostly just clothes strewn around, the flag on the wall is actually a Union Jack, I have no idea what the fuck that doll in the corner is and there's no random toy firetruck, sorry agi. ))
	Cheryl: 	"I'm more surprised that she didn't notice? Ya know? That thing you got when we kicked Niro's ass?"
Cheryl: (( Focus over here pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeee ))
Tiffany: (( I caaaan't ))
Cheryl: (( Goddammit ))
Rosalinda: (( : | Hurry up ))
tirkaroKujo: 	God dammit
Rosalinda: (( *plays Zeruda* ))
tirkaroKujo: 	Agi had to find some way to ruin everything again didn't he
tirkaroKujo: 	C'mon Agi, at least write some things here
Tiffany: (( but damage controoool ))
Tiffany: (( look at it this way ))
Tiffany: (( if all goes as planned, I won't have to play Gark again ))
Cheryl: (( And? We don't care if you do. ))
Cheryl: (( Because you want to. We just want to play this here ))
Tiffany: (( (D) Dammit man I'm just about done ))
tirkaroKujo: 	(waiting)
Tiffany: (( broke away ))
tirkaroKujo: 	Does that mean you're done yet
Tiffany: (( it does ))
tirkaroKujo: 	Then write up that response up there (CHEW)
	Tiffany: 	"Yeaah, with having that, and the replicant that came out of it... there's no POINT in trying to hide it, not from her at least." Tiffany lifts her wig up, letting two pigtails spiral down. "Tiff and Charlotte? Same person. Big deal. But please don't tell anyone at school. Now, ONTO the good stuff..."
	Rosalinda: 	"Eh?! All this time, we were in the same school?!"
	Rosalinda: 	"No wonder that guy was after us..."
	Tiffany: 	"Yep! Never would have guessed, huh? Why's a story for another day, but Cheryl helped me get into the part."
	Cheryl: 	"You keep mentionin' this dude. He some guy at your school or some shit?"
	Tiffany: 	"Ha, no. He was just some... scraggly looking guy, with a weird goatee. I think the kid called him Casey?"
	Rosalinda: 	"Noo, never seen him until today. He was after something called "Psychic Wars"...which I assume you still have, Char-, I mean Tiff?"
	Cheryl: 	Cheryl's face turns white at the description of the man. Almost immediately she snatches the bottle of alcohol on the table and takes a long swig of it. "FUCKER!"
	Tiffany: 	"Oh, just call me what feels comfortable. If you can keep it right in public, I'd apprecia- Cheryl? What's wrong?"
	Cheryl: 	Cheryl throws the bottle violently at the ground behind her, "Listen to me VERY. FUCKIN'. CAREFULLY. TIFF." She takes a deep breath and continues, "Are you abso-fuckin'-lutely sure this fucker's name was 'Casey'?!"
Rosalinda: (( uh ))
Rosalinda: (( i don't recall him saying his name was Casey (waiting) ))
Cheryl: (( Glenn said it several times. ))
tirkaroKujo: 	He did
Rosalinda: (( Unless Glenn said it, I dunno ))
tirkaroKujo: 	multiple times
Rosalinda: (( welp that solves that ))
	Tiffany: 	"...y-yes? That's what he said at least, he said it a lot of times! Cheryl, calm down a bit, would you?"
	Cheryl: 	"What the -HELL- is that fucker doing now?!" She puts her hands to her head and musses up her hair. "FUCK!"
	Rosalinda: 	"Uh, he kinda fell off a 3 storey building..."
Tiffany: (( OH GOD SO HE DID (XD) ))
Tiffany: (( I forgot it was 3 stories ))
	Tiffany: 	"Who IS he? He just came into the library with that kid you saw, trying to take the orb! I figured he was the person Niro said was after it, and Rosa and I fought him off."
	Cheryl: 	"That motherfucker is the reason I'm so fuckin' neurotic! Well one of them at least, but fuck if he wasn't the straw the broke the fuckin' camel's back!"
	Rosalinda: 	*Sigh* "I TOLD you taking that orb would spell trouble..."
	Tiffany: 	"Oh what, like HIM getting it would be better?"
	Rosalinda: 	"I think you're missing the point..."
	Rosalinda: 	"Anyway..."
	Rosalinda: 	"Yeah, just who was he? We managed to stop him, but..."
	Cheryl: 	"But he went all fuckin' fire red rage mode?!"
	Rosalinda: 	"Yeeaahhh...his power level was nuts then."
	Tiffany: 	"We never actually fought him after he did... whatever that was. Once he saw Wars, he mellowed out. Then the fish got it."
	Cheryl: 	"Probably for the fuckin' best...fuckin' shit...now that that fucker's involved, I know this shit is important." She looks over to Cheryl, a look of concern coming through on her normally worry-free face. "I don't care what this shit is, but I'll fucking die before I let that motherfucker get it."
	Tiffany: 	"Oh, that's the best part!" Tiff pulls Psychic wars out and sets it on the table. "He did say what it was, before being hurled out the window - do you even think he survived that? - anyway, APPARENTLY this thing is capable of giving a replicant to anyone who wills it!"
	Rosalinda: 	"Annddd in the wrong hands, it can have a giant fish that tries to kill us."
	Rosalinda: 	"And Cheryl, if it's not too hard, wanna tell us who he exactly is from the beginning?"
	Psychic Wars: 	*De-spoilered*
	Cheryl: 	"The wrong hands. Exactly like his. And there's not a doubt in my fuckin' mind that he survived that...there wasn't even a body when I reached the school. He's out there."
	Rosalinda: 	"Is he...not human?"
	Cheryl: 	"He's a real fuckin' monster, but as far as I know he's just a real asshole human, nothin' more. Then again, who fuckin' knows." Cheryl sighs heavily, "That bastard is the reason I am the way I am. A nervous fuckin' wreck waiting to explode."
	Tiffany: 	Tiff timidly reaches her hand out towards Cheryl's. "Cheryl, I don't know who this Casey guy really was to you - but it's alright, we've got your back. If he shows up again, we can stomp him right back down, together!"
	Cheryl: 	Cheryl reflexively pulls her hand away from Tiffany, "...he was everything..."
	Psychic Wars: 	Hmm...
	Psychic Wars: 	The GM should be SOMEWHAT NICE!
	Psychic Wars: 	Darn
	Rosalinda: 	"...I know this is tough on you Cheryl, but if he really is still out there, we have to do everything to stop him."
	Rosalinda: 	"Now that we're....involved."
	Rosalinda: 	Linda stares at the orb on the table.
	Tiffany: 	"...alright, I understand..." She pulls her own hand back. "*sigh* Okay, let's focus on something else here. Nero said that he learned everything about Replicants, about what was going on, from Psychic Wars. If we're going to have ANY idea how to go forward... we need to figure out whatever the hell it was that he did."
	Tiffany: 	"That's what I was trying to do there in the library until everything... happened."
	Cheryl: 	Cheryl closes her eyes for a while and then opens them again, "And how do we do that? I doubt this is something you can just look up in a book?"
	Tiffany: 	"I doubt it. But you never know, I've heard some rumors about the Hinaboshi Library... that's not what I was thinking though. Look into the orb yourself, there's some kind of creature in there!"
	Tiffany: 	"Maybe we can communicate with it somehow."
	Rosalinda: 	"Eh, you sure we won't be cursed or something...?"
	Rosalinda: 	Linda picks up the orb and continues looking at it.
	Psychic Wars: 	The orb remains unremarkable, save for its single closed eye
	Psychic Wars: 	Looking at it gives you a mild sense of discomfort, but that could only just be you
	Rosalinda: 	Linda feels a mild sense of discomfort. "T-this thing gives me the creeps..."
	Rosalinda: 	Linda puts the orb back on the table. "To think THIS thing turned a regular fish into some sort of monster..."
	Cheryl: 	Cheryl shrugs, "Or is it the fact that this thing grants people powers that makes them into monsters...?"
Rosalinda: (( ooh that's deep ))
Tiffany: (( silly Cheryl, fish aren't people ))
Cheryl: (( I will make you like that bottle over there (D) ))
	Psychic Wars: 	Hmm...
	Psychic Wars: 	The GM should be JUST A LITTLE BIT MEAN!
	Psychic Wars: 	Better
Tiffany: (( Good, mean is good ))
Tiffany: (( we need an influx of chaos. ))
Tiffany: (( Like MYM. ))
Tiffany: (( chaos is great, it's the best. ))
	Rosalinda: 	"Maybe so...but ultimately, what should we do with it?"
tirkaroKujo: 	Actually, I was planning on having a 100% random NPC barge in through the room for any contrived reason whatsoever
tirkaroKujo: 	As I probably can't do much else until PC arrives next year
Tiffany: (( Ladd you say ))
tirkaroKujo: 	Let's see
Tiffany: (( Well hey, maybe Al gives us the call right now. ))
Rosalinda: (( oh right ))
Rosalinda: (( Thrice really is late. ))
tirkaroKujo: 	« 1d4 = 3 » 1= Ladd, 2= Linne 3= Rosa 4= Someone completely different
tirkaroKujo: 	Aaaand, boom
Rosalinda: (( wait what ))
Rosalinda: (( what I do ))
Tiffany: (( fucking hell TWILT ))
Tiffany: (( This is why we told you to change your name. ))
Rosalinda: (( OHHHHH THAT ROSA ))
Rosalinda: (( should have just made it Ladd; would make more sense. ))
tirkaroKujo: 	Then I'll make it a democracy
Tiffany: (( >democracy ))
tirkaroKujo: 	Who's in favor of whom
Tiffany: (( Nigga I don't even care « 1d4 = 4 » ))
Cheryl: (( Ladd or newcomer are the only two that make sense. As neither of the other two would know where I live ))
Rosalinda: (( yeah just make it Ladd lol ))
tirkaroKujo: 	The police don't have your house marked up? (hmm)
tirkaroKujo: 	But sure
Tiffany: (( damn, need to piss real bad all of a sudden. ))
Tiffany: (( brb. ))
Cheryl: (( She didn't even know I was the wrong person, I can't expect her to do anything competent ))
tirkaroKujo: 	You hear a loud but timid knock at your door, the kind of knock you'd normally expect from a gentleman who would want to make the loudest sound possible while inflicting as little pressure on the door as one can.
tirkaroKujo: 	Of course, shortly after that knock a familiar voice comes ringing in
	Ladd: 	"H-hey, Cher? You still here?"
	Rosalinda: 	"Uh, shall I get the door?"
	Cheryl: 	"...the fuck? The -FUCK- did I tell Ladd where I live?!" Cheryl sighs and then nods to Rosa, "Yeah, might as well...."
	Rosalinda: 	Linda proceeds to open the door for Ladd to enter. "Hey there Ladd! Hope you're well."
	Ladd: 	Ladd seems to have a few bruises on his face, and a swollen lip, but he responds as chipper as ever. "Oh hey! It's the new girl! And is that crazy Tiff I see? Whole gang seems to be here, huh?"
	Cheryl: 	"Yeaaaaaah...the hell happend to you? Looks like you went ten rounds in boxing and lost. Bad."
	Ladd: 	"Huh?" Ladd feels up his face for a second. "Oooh....yeah, I probably don't look too hot today, do I? Shucks..."
	Ladd: 	"I just had a few, uh, difficulties at work today. I slipped and fell on a....spoon. A whole lot of spoons....sporks? Yeah, probably sporks."
	Rosalinda: 	"Eh, it's okay...I think we've all had our fair share of bad luck today..."
	Ladd: 	"Ugh, tell me about it...R-right! Well what's going on here? Some kind of special event I wasn't invited to? Some secret sleepover I probably shouldn't be crashing?"
Tiffany: (( sorry oh god you went on real far ))
	Cheryl: 	Cheryl shrugs, "Just a hasty retreat after a couple fights. But really, one, how'd you find my place? And two, somebody beatin' you up at work or some shit?"
	Tiffany: 	Tiff discreetly rolls Wars back into her bag at the sound of the knock at the door. "Seems to be going around. Heyo Ladd."
	Ladd: 	"I uh, did some...snooping around when you weren't looking before, eh heh heh...sorry? No really, please, I'm sorry." The local lad nervously breaks into sweats.
	Rosalinda: 	"Brr...Ladd, come in and close the door. It's freeeezzing." Linda says as she goes back to her seat.
	Ladd: 	"And I already told you it was, uh, sporks. But more important than that, uh, I sorta needed a place to stay for the night. Just for today."
Rosalinda: (( get ready for raeeg ))
	Rosalinda: 	"Snooping around...? Please tell me you didn't do anything TOO stupid..."
	Cheryl: 	"I hope -WHERE- I live is the only thing of mine you've been snooping in..."
	Ladd: 	Ladd's face has devolved into not much more than two dots and a line. "Y-yeah, let's leave it at that."
Tiffany: (( He's wearing your panties. Right now. ))
	Tiffany: 	Tiff gives Ladd a nudge with her elbow. "Ehh, Ladd? Is there something you're not telling us?" She smirks.
	Ladd: 	"A-ANYWAY...." Ladd interjects, hoping to not dig himself deeper.
	Ladd: 	"I'm uh, sorta barred from my house right now due to...complications, let's say, and everyone else I know either isn't home or turned me down. And damn is it cold out."
	Rosalinda: 	"Family turning you down..I can relate."
	Cheryl: 	"Barred from your house?"
	Ladd: 	"It's a long story, really." Ladd looks to the side, trying to dodge as many questions as possible.
	Ladd: 	"DIDN'T really expect you to be holding any parties or some such, but I guess that'll make things slightly less awkward? I swear I'll just sleep on the floor or something..."
	Rosalinda: 	"Er so anyway, back to what we were discussing before..."
	Rosalinda: 	"What should we do with this thing?" Linda turns her head towards the orb that lays still.
Tiffany: (( I forget whether or not Ladd actually ever saw anything. ))
	Cheryl: 	"I agree, those are the best kind of panties." Cheryl says, kicking Rosa under the table.
	Tiffany: 	>panties
Tiffany: (( « 1d100 = 52 » less than 80 and that was canon ))
Tiffany: (( CAN'T ARGUE WITH THAT ))
Cheryl: (( That was intentional. I don't remember if he knows about it. ))
Cheryl: (( And I don't want to risk him taking it or some shit ))
Tiffany: (( I slipped it into my bag when he knocked at the door anyway, ))
Ladd: (( he...was sorta there for the whole thing, but he probably wasn't paying attention, as he was too busy panicking over everything ))
Cheryl: (( I'm aware. But Rosa was just about to go on talking about it. ))
Tiffany: (( indeed she was ))
Tiffany: (( fuck's wrong with you, Rosa (D) ))
Rosalinda: (( which Rosa ))
Rosalinda: (( ))
	Rosalinda: 	"O-ow! You didn't have to kick!" >:
	Ladd: 	Ladd closes his eyes, and strokes his chin, nodding in agreement to whatever was said. "Yes, I do agree! (I think I've entered a world no man was meant to be...)"
	Rosalinda: 	"So anyways..."
	Rosalinda: 	"Any plans for tomorrow?"
Tiffany: (( Oh, I thought it was a misspelling of "partie- nevermind. ))
Tiffany: (( nice dodge, I'm a dumb ))
	Rosalinda: 	"We should meet up somewhere again."
	Cheryl: 	"I'm more wondering where our so-called manager is with all of our fuckin' shows."
	Tiffany: 	"No kidding, what was even up with the guy last time we saw him?"
	Rosalinda: 	"Yeah, he looked like he was about to keel over."
	Rosalinda: 	"I never really met the guy, so..."
	Cheryl: 	"God knows it's not from overwork..."
	Ladd: 	"That whole day before was really odd...honestly, my mind is still having trouble piecing it all together! I wouldn't blame him for being absolutely beat..."
	Ladd: 	"Not sure if I even remember everything....like what happened to that Niro guy?"{
	Cheryl: 	Cheryl shrugs, "Who knows. Maybe the cops got him, maybe he's out their on the streets after yooooooooou..."
	Ladd: 	Ladd shivers. "Don't even joke about that. Because at this point I'm pretty certain it's probably true..." Ladd looks for anything to get his mind off things.
	Ladd: 	"Hey, do you get any reception on your TV here?"
	Rosalinda: 	"I'm prettty sure we called the police, didn't we Tiff?"
	Cheryl: 	"Just local stuff." Cheryl replies, "Not paying for the fancy shit."
	Tiffany: 	"Yeah, we called the cops. Wonder if he actually bothered staying locked up?"
	Ladd: 	"I'd feel a bit more comforted if I knew..." Ladd goes up to the TV to change the channel as well as fumbling around with the antennae to get a clear picture. "Now if you'd excuse me, I promised myself I wouldn't miss today's new Buffy episode."
	Tiffany: 	*well this is just sort of awkward*
	Rosalinda: 	"W-wait! I almost forgot the new Dragon Ball Z episode might be on today!"
	Rosalinda: 	"Gimme the remote! >:"
	Ladd: 	Ladd glares menacingly at Linda.
Rosalinda: (( rolling with it ))
	Ladd: 	"I don't think you quite understand the gravity of the situation here."
	Ladd: 	"Do you know how pricey box sets of Buffy are these days? I can't afford to miss another episode."
	Rosalinda: 	"I do! I need to find out if Son Goku finally manages to defeat Frieza in the latest episode!" Linda rambles on about Dragon Ball Z lore.
Rosalinda: (( coincidently, 1999 was when they first showed english dubbed episodes of the Goku vs Frieza fight /funfacts ))
	Cheryl: 	Cheyl stares at the two bickering children in annoyance, "Goddamn I need a drin-...FUCK THAT WAS MY LAST BOTTLE!"
Tiffany: (( come to think of it, isn't Cheryl 20/not old enough to drink legally? (dhat) ))
	Ladd: 	Ladd stares at Linda with increased contempt. "Listen, your silly children's cartoons can come later. Do you realize just how long I've waited for Spike to escape the demon facility? Plus, total ship tease between Riley and Buffy, these kinds of things you can't afford to miss."
Cheryl: (( Cheryl is 23. ))
	Tiffany: 	Tiff doesn't have any idea what either of them are talking about.
Tiffany: (( Oh shit, alright. ))
	Rosalinda: 	"Please. What's more important; to see if Goku can avenge his fallen comrade, or your silly drama flick? I think the answer is clear."
	Cheryl: 	"Fuck it. I'm going to the store. You comin' Tiff?"
Rosalinda: (( wait don't leave me alone with this loser D: ))
Tiffany: (( Too late, he's your new boyfriend ))
	Ladd: 	"Oh come on. You KNOW it's just gonna be another another brainless episode where Guh-kaw or whoever just charges his energy ball or something for 30 minutes. C'mon, we're grown-ups here, you can watch your chinese cartoons later."
	Tiffany: 	"Sure, I've got some things I could pick up. Like hell I'd be able to keep up with these two anyway."
	Rosalinda: 	"Oh screw it!" Linda harshly steps on Ladd's foot. "If you guys don't need me for anything else, I'll just go home and watch Dragon Ball Z there."
	Cheryl: 	"Alright you two. Place nice. Don't do anything I wouldn't do. My bed's off limits but the bathroom's a-okay." Cheryl spins her keys around her finger and waits for Tiffany to exit.
Rosalinda: (( place nice ))
Tiffany: (( Play (d) ))
Cheryl: (( *play ))
Tiffany: (( Sorry man, it's happening ))
Tiffany: (( I assume we can cut here, I'm feeling weirdly tired ))
	Ladd: 	"Aaaacchey! God damn lady stomps like a freight train..." Ladd mutters as he holds his foot.
tirkaroKujo: 	It's actually 3 AM, which is the usual ending time
	Rosalinda: 	"Alright, later you two! See you at school...Charlotte! ;D"
	Rosalinda: 	Linda packs her things, prepared to leave as well.
	Tiffany: 	*did you really just blow my cover immediately after discovering I had a cover*
	Tiffany: 	*christ girl*
	Tiffany: 	*christ*
	Rosalinda: 	*Then uh*
	Rosalinda: 	*I whispered it in your ear, without Ladd knowing*
	Tiffany: 	*whatever (D)*
	Tiffany: 	*OH GOD NOW YOU'RE CREEPY*
	Tiffany: 	*VIOLENT AND CREEPY*
Cheryl: (( « 1d100 = 13 » 99 or lower and it's canon. ))
Cheryl: (( DUBS AND SHE STUCK HER TONGUE IN YOUR EAR TOO « 1d100 = 70 » ))
	Tiffany: 	*SHIT, AND I'M THE ONE WITH THE TOUKO FUKAWA TOKEN*
tirkaroKujo: 	« 1d100 = 50 » me likey
	Tiffany: 	« 1d100 = 100 » noo
	Tiffany: 	that's not dubs, is it
Cheryl: (( Double zero ))
tirkaroKujo: 	that's triple numbers divisible by 10, welcome to the USA nigga
	Tiffany: 	you're a double zero
Cheryl: (( Zero to hero. ))
Cheryl: (( Also, now Ladd is coming with us to the store. ))
Cheryl: (( As I'm not letting him stay here without supervision ))
	Tiffany: 	How does Ladd keep on existing
	Tiffany: 	He's not meant to
	Ladd: 	He just does
	Rosalinda: 	he's comedy relief I guess :V
Cheryl: (( We're keping him alive until Silver finally decides to join and pick him up ))
	Ladd: 	He is an eternal curse
Rosalinda: (( So guess we done ))
Rosalinda: (( ? ))
	Ladd: 	Well yeah
	Rosalinda: 	Where is Thrice? >:
	Ladd: 	Random shenanigans aside, this is about as far we can go without PC doing his thang
	Cheryl: 	AND NOW WE SHIP ROSALADDA
	Rosalinda: 	hey you know the part where I kicked Glenn in the balls
	Rosalinda: 	Yeah, I'll do the same to Ladd 10 fold if you even think about shipping it
	Rosalinda: 	: |
	Tiffany: 	You just really like inflicting unnecessary pain, don't you girlie (D)
	Cheryl: 	Better than Jimblotte
	Tiffany: 	That isn't even a good ship name,
	Rosalinda: 	Charbles
	Tiffany: 	Or maybe Homestuck ship names have just spoiled me
	Tiffany: 	none of which would make any sense here
	Tiffany: 	but all of which are clever
	Psychic Wars: 	No, no they wouldn't
	Psychic Wars: 	and I'd much rather it stay that way
	Tiffany: 	Some day, Tirk
	Tiffany: 	some day
	Tiffany: 	But it can't be forced, oh no, such things never can
	Cheryl: 	I like how Ladd had to specify he'd sleep on the floor
	Cheryl: 	As if I would let him sleep anywhere else.
	Cheryl: 	He can sleep in the fuckin' broken glass.
	Tiffany: 	What about the bathroom, you said that was okay
	Psychic Wars: 	Sure, but he can't sleep in the bath
	Psychic Wars: 	only the toilet
	Cheryl: 	That was implying that if they were going to fuck
	Cheryl: 	They could fuck in the bathroom, not in my bed.
	Tiffany: 	so they can use it for bonin' but not for sleepin'? (D)
	Tiffany: 	Where's the passion there (D)
	Cheryl: 	Think of it this way agi
	Cheryl: 	If you had to go to the bathroom at night
	Cheryl: 	Would you want Ladd sleeping in there?
	Tiffany: 	Depends, am I the kind of person who would shit in his ear? (D)
	Cheryl: 	He's the kind of person who would watch you.
	Rosalinda: 	*continues whispering in Tiff's ear :}*
	Cheryl: 	Rosalotte
	Tiffany: 	no thanks
	Psychic Wars: 	Sir Rose a Lot
	Rosalinda: 	SO I SURE HOPE THRICE IS OKAY
	Psychic Wars: 	SURE HOPE HE DIDN'T -DIE- THIS TIME OR SOMETHING
	Cheryl: 	PC's playing Al IRL
	Tiffany: 	I hope he did
	Tiffany: 	it would serve him right
	Tiffany: 	for that time he did the thing
	Psychic Wars: 	He arbitrarily decided the internet was too deviantart for him
	Tiffany: 	whatever that even means
	Psychic Wars: 	nobody really knows
	Cheryl: 	I was gonna be pissed if Rosa just showed up at my house (D)
	Psychic Wars: 	But she already did
	Cheryl: 	TWIIIIIIIIILT :@
	Rosalinda: 	L-I-N-D-A
	Rosalinda: 	what does that spell
	Rosalinda: 	Linda! : D
	Tiffany: 	"C-H-O-O-S-I-N-G A-N-Y O-T-H-E-R N-A-M-E"
	Tiffany: 	WHAT PROCESS DOES THAT DESCRIBE
	Tiffany: 	A SENSIBLE ONE
	Cheryl: 	You just haaaaaaaad to espy the actual character's name (D)
	Cheryl: 	BUT YEAH
	Cheryl: 	THE FUCK DOES LADD KNOW MY HOME? (D)
	Tiffany: 	He's a stalker
	Psychic Wars: 	he was snooping as usual you see
	Tiffany: 	And is PROBABLY Casey's younger brother
	Cheryl: 	Who knows what he knows about you (sinister)
	Tiffany: 	He knows that I am allergic to poultry.
	Cheryl: 	So you're spending the night too, right?
	Tiffany: 	I guess? Need someone here besides Ladd so it isn't weird?
	Cheryl: 	I DON'T WANT TO WAKE UP WITH LADD STANDING NAKED OVER ME.
	Rosalinda: 	Lets have a sleepover! : D
	Rosalinda: 	: D
	Cheryl: 	MOSTLY BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO HAVE TO CLEAN UP LADD'S DEAD BODY : |
	Tiffany: 	I'll help you clean, if it comes to that.
	Tiffany: 	It: *Immediately comes to that*
	Psychic Wars: 	oh my
	Cheryl: 	I dunno maaaaaaaaan
	Cheryl: 	Charruto and Raddu could be kawaii together.