Dante plays piano, Ihd, Cargokat, Marceline

-*- carapaceGrinder kinda paces around the library, not sure what to do with himself at the moment
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Hey, what's that noise? Sounds pretty far off! Not too far, though. Otherwise you wouldn't be hearing it at all, /duh/.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Sounds like--
-*- chthonianGunslinger /Sounds/ /like/--
-*- chthonianGunslinger A  thing.
-*- chthonianGunslinger You don't know what kind of thing yet.
-*- carapaceGrinder doesn't know what thing he's hearing
-*- carapaceGrinder looks up and around, from a book he had randomly pulled out
-*- chthonianGunslinger But hey, maybe you should figure it out!
-*- chthonianGunslinger It'll be a mystery!
-*- chthonianGunslinger Except no one dies!
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...So not a very fun mystery, honestly.
-*- chthonianGunslinger But hey, it's better than reading some /dumb/ /old/ /book/.
-*- carapaceGrinder closes the book and puts it away. It had something to do with adventures in ruins and tombs.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Definitetly better than /that/ stupid book!
-*- chthonianGunslinger (By the way.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (The twist ending is that the plants did it.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (There now you don't have to read it anymore.)
-*- humanJaspers (This is why I poLLUTE)
-*- carapaceGrinder moves away from the book case to a more central location in the room, and remains there while he waits to see if the sound can be heard again
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-*- chthonianGunslinger The fact that the sound has been going on for a /while/ now might clue you into the fact that it's probably not a sound at all. Or, rather, not just a simple /noise/.
-*- chthonianGunslinger In fact, it sounds a little bit like... music?
<carapaceGrinder> (oh I thought it was an intermittent thing)
<chthonianGunslinger> (nah, that's alright)
<chthonianGunslinger> (i worded it kind of vaguely in hindsight anyway haha)
-*- carapaceGrinder Now that he's focusing on it completely, he realizes it's more of a continuous sound eminating from somewhere else in the building
-*- carapaceGrinder AND IT'S COMING FROM... OVER HERE
-*- chthonianGunslinger Sounds like it's got quite a bit rhythm to it, too. No stereo, though. Must only be one instrument.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Perhaps you should follow it? This dumb mansion's /got/ to have a music room somewhere, after all!
-*- carapaceGrinder walks out of the room towards the sound. He begins to follow the myriad hallways, occasionally cursing as the sound seems to change its directions. MAN THIS PLACE...
-*- chthonianGunslinger I mean it's got, like, /ten/ pools and counting.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (And not a single one a jacuzzi.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Bummer.)
<carapaceGrinder> (this isn't the first time this has been mentioned today)
-*- humanJaspers /I/ have a /jacuzzi/!
<carapaceGrinder> (this will have to be remedied)
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-*- humanJaspers Full to the brim with /hot/ /chocolate/ and /everything/.
-*- humanJaspers ... /What/? Cocoa is /therapudic/.
<carapaceGrinder> (I BET YOUR JACUZZI SMELLS LIKE FISH)
<carapaceGrinder> ( >:( )
-*- humanJaspers Right you are! Fish flavored /hot/ /chocolate/. How /did/ you /ever/ deduce that? I'm /baffled/-- and that does /not/ happen very /often/!
-*- chthonianGunslinger You, Karkat Vantas, manage to follow the sound despite the constant shifting and twisting nature of the mansion's very being. Way to go, man!
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Next time, though, try rapping!)
<chthonianGunslinger> me (You'll be surprised at the results!)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (/Vergil/ sure was.)
-*- gallivantingTyke (He was still rather convinced Strider was just attempting to pull one over on him, but.)
-*- humanJaspers (/I/ found his /lyrics/ and /wordplay/ rather /charming/!
-*- gallivantingTyke (Whatever.)
-*- carapaceGrinder finally arrives at a door, which clearly is hiding the source of this sound behind it
-*- chthonianGunslinger The music has gotten quite a bit clearer now, resounding in that pristine and crisp way that only a piano's keys could reproduce!
-*- carapaceGrinder slowly opens it enough to stick his head through, and cautiously look inside.
-*- PurpleKoopa (what a beautiful rendition of "the entertainer")
-*- chthonianGunslinger (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o5BUSfzNod0 Sounds rather nice, actually.)
<-> TheSpine is now known as whisperingNightterror
<carapaceGrinder> (I have no idea what your character looks like)
-*- whisperingNightterror is that the piano we broke at one point and I assume that is still an event that happened
-*- chthonianGunslinger The music room doesn't fail to live up to its name, with various instruments of all sorts of strange and bizarre cultures being strewn about the room. From trumpets to mandolins to things that you couldn't even /imagine/, it's all there. And all green, of course.
-*- chthonianGunslinger So much fucking green.
<chthonianGunslinger> (don't worry)
<chthonianGunslinger> (i'm gonna describe him in /great/ detail ;y)
<gallivantingTyke> [CG does everything in great detail --]
<gallivantingTyke> [Not that I even have room to talk.]
<humanJaspers> [[CG does everything in great]]
<humanJaspers> [[B[ ]]
-*- chthonianGunslinger The piano stands above all of it, triumphant and regal (and green), with its studious player intensely focused on the keys. He's wearing a hoodie-- black with silver adornments and /plenty/ of skulls to match-- so you can't /quite/ figure out just hot hot his pecs are.
-*- chthonianGunslinger But you do know this.
-*- chthonianGunslinger He's got /great/ hair.
-*- chthonianGunslinger How do you even /get/ in a shade of white like that?
-*- chthonianGunslinger And so shaggy!
-*- chthonianGunslinger Like.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Like a /tweetbeast/'/s/ nest.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Uh.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Or a surfer.
-*- chthonianGunslinger That analogy works too.
<-> humanJaspers is now known as Jaspers|animalisticTolerance
-*- Jaspers|animalisticTolerance Can I guess how hot ur pex r pls
<-> Jaspers|animalisticTolerance is now known as humanJaspers
-*- chthonianGunslinger He doesn't seem to have noticed you yet, too focused on his intricate craft to glance up. You have the higher ground, Karkat! CRACK OPEN HIS SKULL!
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Or, you know, compliment his skill.
-*- chthonianGunslinger That.
-*- chthonianGunslinger That also works.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Still not as cool, though.)
-*- carapaceGrinder , of course, can't help but notice this central fixture of the room, and the person behind it. MORE ARTSY PEOPLE. THIS PLACE IS LOUSY WITH THEM. He slips in the door and closes it behind him, and then simply leans his back against the wall next to it as he listens to the unknown man's performance
-*- chthonianGunslinger (The more astute Karkarts might have noticed a tiny black noteback quietly resting on the piano's edge.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (I bet you anything it's his diary.)
<carapaceGrinder> (you mean noteBOOK)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (If only it came in /pink/.)
-*- gallivantingTyke (/Opportunity/.)
<chthonianGunslinger> ((uh oh looks like someone didn't get enough sleep last night))
<gallivantingTyke> [CG are you still sleepy]
<gallivantingTyke> [CG we've talked about this]
<chthonianGunslinger> ((i dIDN"T THINK I WAS))
<gallivantingTyke> [>8|]
-*- humanJaspers (Wh--)
-*- humanJaspers (What is wrong with pink? 3:)
-*- humanJaspers (38)
-*- gallivantingTyke (...Uh.)
-*- gallivantingTyke (Well, it. There's. There's nothing wrong with it. It. Most people simply...cannot look good in a lot of pink(?).)
<-> humanJaspers is now known as humanJaspers|clAIRE
-*- chthonianGunslinger Much your surprise-- or perhaps, disgust, depending on your opinion on ARTSY TYPES-- he starts to /sing/. Not too bad actually. Sounds like he's got a bit of gravel in his throat though. You okay buddy?
-*- humanJaspers|clAIRE (Speak for /yourself/.)
-*- gallivantingTyke (...Uh. You. You do splendidly, Jas--)
<-> humanJaspers|clAIRE is now known as humanJaspers
<chthonianGunslinger> (awww shit dude, y'gonna get it /now/.)
-*- gallivantingTyke (...)
-*- carapaceGrinder kind of a Dylan sort of voice?
-*- gallivantingTyke (>8l)
-*- chthonianGunslinger Actually more of a Billy Joel sort of voice.
-*- gallivantingTyke (Amusing accent and all. In fact, /more/ so.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger If Billy Joel was perpetually fifteen years old.
-*- carapaceGrinder also isn't about to go molesting the personal belongings of a complete stranger. He's no bully
-*- carapaceGrinder also I just used the word molesting like that in complete seriousness
-*- chthonianGunslinger "/one/ /day/ /th/'/light/ /of/ /love/ (/though/ /it/ /may/ /seem/ /far/ /away/) / /will/ /shine/ /again/ /in/ /y/'/eyes/ (/transcend/ /n'/ /rise/ /above/) / /but/ /there/'/s/ /only/ /one/ /dream/ /n/' /it/ /has/ /ripped/ /at/ /th/'/seam/ / /this/ /world/ /will/ /end/ /in/ /ruin/ (/n/'--)
-*- chthonianGunslinger PUASE.
-*- humanJaspers /There/'/s/ where my /italics/ went! You little /thief/.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ".../n/'--"
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...
-*- chthonianGunslinger "(...ah /fuck/.)"
-*- carapaceGrinder grins
<carapaceGrinder> FORGET THE WORDS?
-*- chthonianGunslinger The music comes to a rather /abrupt/ stop as he makes a grab for the notebook, a pen suddenly in his hands, as he viciously scribbles out a few lines.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Ugh, stupid Dirk and his stupid bet. Can't play an anine song, he said. Don't have the ironic balls for it, he /said/. And of course he had to sweeten the deal by saying he'd write /lyrics/ for it.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Real lyrics, that is.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Not dumb moonspeak lyrics.
<gallivantingTyke> [oMF ARE YOU ACTUALLY DOING THAT]
-*- chthonianGunslinger Now what would go with /ruin/, of all things--
<chthonianGunslinger> ((yES))
<gallivantingTyke> [YOU COULD'VE GIVEN ME A HEADS-UP GOSH I'D BE DIRK BUT]
<gallivantingTyke> [I'M DOING THINGS NOW]
-*- carapaceGrinder ... IS THIS GUY DEAF?
<chthonianGunslinger> (we can assume they did so in the past uvu)
-*- carapaceGrinder vaguely remembers something about a deaf pianist... but whatever
-*- gallivantingTyke (That would be Beethoven, you blasphemer --)
-*- carapaceGrinder ... Troll Beethoven?
-*- carapaceGrinder this is Karkat remembering
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...He pauses at Karkat's words, slowing his mad scribble into a gentle drawl, but doesn't make a move. Hell, he does better than that. He /smiles/.
-*- humanJaspers you hairetic! 3:<
-*- gallivantingTyke H-hairetick.
-*- humanJaspers hehe!
-*- carapaceGrinder pushes away from the wall, and starts walking towards the piano, hands in pockets
-*- chthonianGunslinger "...ah, so it /speaks/. n' here i thought y'were gonna jus' keep on peepin' tommin' 'till i finally took my clothes off."
-*- chthonianGunslinger "s'how it usually works in this dirty lil' whorehouse we call home sweet home, yeah?"
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Wow, that /accent/.
<carapaceGrinder> PFF. UNLESS YOU GOT SOME MORE HANDS HIDDEN UNDER THAT HOODIE, I DOUBT IT WOULD BE CONDUCTIVE
-*- chthonianGunslinger It sounds even /dumber/ without all the fancy music backing it up.
-*- chthonianGunslinger The hell is that?
-*- humanJaspers nah, he don't.
-*- humanJaspers trust me. :y
-*- humanJaspers >:y
-*- humanJaspers >8y
<carapaceGrinder> THAT'S SOME PRETTY FUCKIN GOOD PLAYING
<carapaceGrinder> YOU WRITE THAT?
-*- chthonianGunslinger "...heh. methinks y'underestimate me too much. my hands ain't the only talented part of me."
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Oh, a compliment?
-*- chthonianGunslinger He didn't that too often in these parts.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Not unless it was directed at his pecs, his guns, or his /other/ gun.)
-*- whisperingNightterror (I thought you meant his arms when you first said guns0
-*- whisperingNightterror )
-*- chthonianGunslinger Time to accept in the most regal way he knew how: by smirking like a smug loon and harping all over it.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Verge would be /so/ proud.
-*- gallivantingTyke (wHAT ARMS --)
<whisperingNightterror> (ffff)
-*- chthonianGunslinger "y'think so, eh? well, i /do/ try."
-*- chthonianGunslinger :y
-*- chthonianGunslinger ;y
-*- gallivantingTyke (Why would he be proud of that.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger "shame t'say i didn't write this one, though. not all of it, at least. got th'notes from a friend of mine--" A /stupid/ friend of his, with /awful/ taste and a /horrible/ sense of irony-- "--n' decided t'scribble up some lyrics f'it onnna whim."
-*- chthonianGunslinger More like a /bet/.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (A bet he was going to /lose/ at this rate.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Why did the song have to be so damn /long/?)
-*- carapaceGrinder reaches the piano, opposite from its player. He pulls his hands out of his pockets and leans forward on the edge of the piano, giving a fine display of his upper body physique
-*- carapaceGrinder grins at the pianist
-*- humanJaspers ... Oh /heavens/.
<carapaceGrinder> HM? WELL THEN WHAT'S THAT ABOUT THE WORLD ENDING IN RUIN?
-*- humanJaspers If I weren't busy with actually /important/ things I would /die/ to be there in the /flesh/.
-*- humanJaspers /But/!
-*- whisperingNightterror Excussse you-that is myyy runty demon that I am not allowed to touch.
-*- humanJaspers I've got more /important/ things to /die/ /for/ right now.
-*- carapaceGrinder you just keep doing what you're doing Jaspers. I'm keeping an eye on it
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Oh, goodie. More pecs and the men that loved them so. What a /surprise/. Narcissism? In this place? Shock and awe! Heavens, it couldn't be!
-*- humanJaspers Did I mention I was busy with /important/ things?
-*- chthonianGunslinger (...That didn't mean he wasn'
<chthonianGunslinger> ((oh fuck you two keyboard))
-*- chthonianGunslinger (...That didn't mean he wasn't allowed to admire from afar, though. /Hardly/. What harm could it do, anyway?)
<gallivantingTyke> [Two]
<gallivantingTyke> [CG,,]
<gallivantingTyke> [r u ok]
-*- chthonianGunslinger He hardly batted an eye at the display, all too used to the peacocking in this place by now, though it only made his lazy grin stretch just a /little/ bit wider. "...what, y'don't know?"
-*- whisperingNightterror you say that like there isn't a chance he won't pin your young virgin body to that doofy piano
-*- whisperingNightterror (almost typed vergin)
<whisperingNightterror> (Vergein)
<chthonianGunslinger> "i'd think anyone who hung 'round in /these/ parts would know a thing or two 'bout /worlds/ /endin/' /in/ /ruin/."
<gallivantingTyke> [Accurate --]
<chthonianGunslinger> (verge u better watch urself)
<chthonianGunslinger> (you're a hOT ITEM in these parts)
<chthonianGunslinger> ((also i))
<chthonianGunslinger> ((i realized i made that mistake tOO LATE))
-*- whisperingNightterror Wiiinks at Vergil)
-*- chthonianGunslinger Personally, it was a memory that he preferred not to think about. Too much baggage, too much suffering, and too many /regrets/ had been made back then. Too /fucking/ many.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...B-but he was /dead/ now, so it didn't matter. None of that mattered. Ghosts couldn't give a shit about those kinds of things. They were too busy being dead.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Much, much too busy.
<carapaceGrinder> HEH, YEAH, I GUESS. IT JUST SEEMED A BIT OUT OF PLACE WITH THE REST OF THE WORDS. OR SOMETHING
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Except when they were writing songs, apparently.)
-*- carapaceGrinder rubs the back of his head, then looks up at the guy again
-*- chthonianGunslinger (The edge had always been dulled when he put it to music.)
<carapaceGrinder> I'M KARKAT BY THE WAY
<carapaceGrinder> WhAT'S YOUR STORY
<-> whisperingNightterror is now known as Rabbit
-*- Rabbit and I'm Rabbit
-*- humanJaspers & I'm Sam
-*- humanJaspers & he's rabbit & I'm Sam & we're best friends
-*- Rabbit uvu
-*- carapaceGrinder I have no idea what you're going on about
-*- humanJaspers ~In-jokes~
-*- Rabbit ~sandwiches~
-*- chthonianGunslinger The troll's /awkward/ attempts to make sense of his word salad lyrics snapped him back to reality-- thank /god/-- and had managed, of all things, to drag a chuckle of it. Just a small one, though. He preferred to play it /tough/. "y'think /that/'/s/ bad? wait 'till y'see th'rest of th'song. s'gonna make y' /drop/ /dead/."
-*- Rabbit rimshot
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Ah, there it was. Took him long enough. Troll niceties? Or fumbled flirting?
-*- chthonianGunslinger Hah, like hell if /he/ cared. More fun for him either way.
-*- carapaceGrinder okay Karkat can be a little promiscuous but he isn't 24/7 flirting with every person he sees
-*- carapaceGrinder but hey maybe that's just this guy's weird perception
-*- chthonianGunslinger "th'name's dante--" he devilishly grinned, showing a mouthful of razor sharp teeth that would make any troll proud. "but my friend's prefer t'call me /keokuson/ /von/ /stengel/."
-*- humanJaspers /Snrk/.
-*- carapaceGrinder gives Dante a raised eyebrow
<carapaceGrinder> OKAY, /DANTE/
-*- chthonianGunslinger "an' my story...? well, guess it ain't too much different fr'm everyone elses'. played lotta games, made a lotta mistakes, raised a lotta hell, an' now m' here."
-*- chthonianGunslinger And up goes the arms--
-*- humanJaspers Lame, dude. Your new boyfriend's not exactly a barrel of lau6hs, huh?
-*- chthonianGunslinger "y'can thank /scom/ f'that."
-*- gallivantingTyke (To say the least.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger Annnnd down they go. /Smack/.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Masterful gesturing. Is this guy Italian, or /what/?
<carapaceGrinder> (is the top of the piano open or closed?)
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Oh, really? You're gonna go with /that/? Tch, /lame/. You ain't making the best of impressions, Karkar.
<chthonianGunslinger> (open)
<chthonianGunslinger> (better acoustics that way)
<carapaceGrinder> (thats what I thought. just making sure)
<chthonianGunslinger> (good for a grand and sweeping song like magia)
<chthonianGunslinger> (~MUSIC THEORY~)
-*- carapaceGrinder gives Dante a incredulous look and a shrug. CAN'T BULLSHIT A BULLSHITTER
-*- chthonianGunslinger The disappointed openly flashed on his face, almost like a /pout/, but disappeared in nary a blink of an eye.
<carapaceGrinder> WHAT, WANT ME TO CALL YOU "KEO"? THAT BETTER?
-*- chthonianGunslinger Guess it's back to being /smug/ as always.
-*- carapaceGrinder doesn't really wait for an answer. He stands up and striedes around the Piano half way, then leands on it on one hand
<carapaceGrinder> SO WHAT KIND OF "HELL" HAVE YOU RAISED
<carapaceGrinder> BEEN IN ANY WARS?
-*- chthonianGunslinger .../Heheheh/. Keo, huh? Now how ironic was that? The amusement was /plain/ on his face, though--
-*- chthonianGunslinger He /always/ looked amused, so--
-*- chthonianGunslinger Who could tell the difference.
-*- chthonianGunslinger "keo, huh? hahaha, never heard of /that/ one. kinda like it though. rolls right off th'tongue, don't'cha think?"
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Wait. /Wars/? Seriously? Troll culture either must've been /radically/ different, or--
-*- chthonianGunslinger Shit, maybe this dude was just /really/ high.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Y'never knew!
-*- humanJaspers Never heard that one /wow/ /rude/
<-> humanJaspers is now known as humanJaspers|aeraGenocide
-*- humanJaspers|aeraGenocide u wanna 6o B[
-*- carapaceGrinder , being Karkat, has perpetual bags under his eyes. One might wonder
-*- chthonianGunslinger "...dude, do i /look/ like a southern fried private t'yeh? i don't think m'old 'nuff t'/drive/, let alone enlist."
-*- carapaceGrinder gives another incredulous look, but only briefly. LOOKS OLD ENOUGH TO ME, he thinks
<carapaceGrinder> WELL, ALRIGHT. THEN WHAT SHIT HAVE YOU GOTTEN UP TO?
-*- chthonianGunslinger "nah bro, th'only kind of hell /i/ raise is th'kind worth raisin'."
-*- gallivantingTyke (Debatable.)
<carapaceGrinder> YOU LOOK LIKE YOU COULD HANDLE YOURSELF IN A SCRAP
-*- chthonianGunslinger "lots of parties, lots of rock n' roll, n' more swords than y'can shake a stick at."
-*- chthonianGunslinger "y'know, th'/fun/ kind hell."
-*- chthonianGunslinger Oh, now /there/'/s/ a smile only a shark could love. "...y'think so, huh?"
-*- chthonianGunslinger "well, not t'brag, but..."
-*- chthonianGunslinger "...i've won a fair share of brawls in my time, y'could say."
-*- carapaceGrinder ponders the fact that he had been thinking about doing some combat practice earlier...
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...'Ey, what's with the spacing out over there? You Major Tom, or what?
-*- carapaceGrinder was expecting Dante to say more...
<carapaceGrinder> NO I"M SERGENT VANTAS
-*- humanJaspers|aeraGenocide /Haaah/.
<chthonianGunslinger> (that was)
<chthonianGunslinger> (internal monologue 8y)
<carapaceGrinder> (aw man)
<carapaceGrinder> (the single quote at the start threw me)
-*- carapaceGrinder pretend that was OOC bullshit then
-*- chthonianGunslinger /SUDDENLY/!
-*- chthonianGunslinger /HANDS/.
-*- chthonianGunslinger /HANDS/ /WAVING/.
<chthonianGunslinger> "'ey."
<chthonianGunslinger> "'eeeeeey!"
<chthonianGunslinger> "ground control t'major tom!"
<chthonianGunslinger> "y'really made th'grade!"
<chthonianGunslinger> "now get th'fuck back here, will ya?"
<carapaceGrinder> (okay is that OOC or not)
<chthonianGunslinger> (that's definitely not ooc 8y)
<carapaceGrinder> (just making sure. you talk in /me a lot)
<carapaceGrinder> ALRIGHT I FEEL LIKE WE'RE HAVING SOME KIND OF CULTURE SMASH HERE
<carapaceGrinder> BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE SAYING AND YOU DON'T SEEM TO GIVE A FUCK
<chthonianGunslinger> "what, y'tellin' me they don't got a troll david bowie or some shit like that back home?"
<chthonianGunslinger> " 'cause y'guys seem t'have a troll /everythin/'."
<carapaceGrinder> SHIT MAYBE I DUNNO. I DON'T LISTEN TO ALL MUSIC EVER
<chthonianGunslinger> ".../never/?"
-*- chthonianGunslinger For once, he seems genuinely perturbed by this. Just a little, though. Hardly even noticable. "what are y', some kinda /robot/?"
-*- carapaceGrinder I didn't say never
<carapaceGrinder> WHAT? NO I MEAN I DON'T LISTEN TO ALL MUSIC THATS EVER EXISTED
<gallivantingTyke> [I think that's him making an assumption because that's how he is.]
<chthonianGunslinger> "how th'hell could /anyone/ not know who david bowie is? or."
<chthonianGunslinger> "/troll/ david bowie, /whatever/."
<chthonianGunslinger> (yeah, dante tends to make)
<chthonianGunslinger> (uh)
<chthonianGunslinger> (quite a few logical leaps of faith)
<carapaceGrinder> I DUNNO HE SOUNDS LIKE AN OLD FART
<chthonianGunslinger> "dude practically /reinvented/ rock n' roll!"
<carapaceGrinder> PROBABLY WAY BEFORE MY TIME OR SOMETHING
-*- chthonianGunslinger /OLD/ /FART/--
<carapaceGrinder> OKAY DEFINITELY WAY BEFORE MY TIME THEN
<chthonianGunslinger> "dude, m'younger than y' n' even /i/ know who david bowie is!"
<chthonianGunslinger> "that's it, we're correctin' this tragedy /right/ /fuckin/' /now/."
<carapaceGrinder> WHAT DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH ANYTHING? WE'RE PROBABLY FROM DIFFERENT UNIVERSES
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<chthonianGunslinger> "that argument don't exactly work when y'culture's got practically /everythin/' we got."
<humanJaspers|aeraGenocide> [[Oh-- is anyone behind the piano o:]]
<chthonianGunslinger> "y'jus' slap th'name /troll/ behind it n' /bam/, instant alternian classic!"
<chthonianGunslinger> ((dontor is 8y))
-*- carapaceGrinder facepalms a bit and sighs
<carapaceGrinder> WHETHER THAT'S EVEN FUCKING TRUE OR NOT THAT DOESN'T CHANGE THE FACT THAT IF HE DID EXIST IN MY UNIVERSE, IT COULD HAVE BEEN AGES AGO
<humanJaspers|aeraGenocide> [[Ah-- fff, gotcha uvu]]
<chthonianGunslinger> "next thing y'gonna tell me y'never heard who th'/rollin/' /troll/ /stones/ are."
<chthonianGunslinger> "cause, y'know."
<chthonianGunslinger> "/they/'/re/ /old/."
<gallivantingTyke> [The Trolling Stones.]
<chthonianGunslinger> (omf)
<chthonianGunslinger> (iNSTANT RETCON)
<gallivantingTyke> [Wh]
<gallivantingTyke> [dID THAT NOT OCCUR TO YOU]
<carapaceGrinder> LOOK I'M NOT A MUSICAL HISTORIAN AND THIS SHIT ISN'T EXACTLY HIGH ON MY LIST OF SHIT I NEED TO LEARN ABOUT
<chthonianGunslinger> (the trolling stones with troll mick jagger)
-*- carapaceGrinder suddenly looks a little sheepish
<carapaceGrinder> ... WELL IT WASN'T ANYWAY
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Oh, would you /look/ at that face. That was the epotime of a sad puppy face. Well, a sad puppy face after a few days or so of sleep deprivation.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Don't think he didn't see those bags, mister.
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-*- carapaceGrinder 's regretful look clears away quickly, and he's back to a stern stare
-*- chthonianGunslinger Who knew, maybe this guy never really /did/ hear Troll David Bowie or The Trolling Stones. Not from ignorance, either. No one was that ignorant. Maybe...
-*- humanJaspers|aeraGenocide "You've 6ot a list of thin6s to learn about? /Dan6/, dude. Never would've pe66ed you for the type that /learns/!"
-*- chthonianGunslinger "...what d'you mean, /wasn/--"
-*- chthonianGunslinger !
-*- chthonianGunslinger Heeeeey, he knew that voice!
-*- humanJaspers|aeraGenocide Where oh /where/ did that voice come from? From the look of things, there's only /two/ musically inept dudes in the room!
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Don't think he forgot about that /look/, though. These eyes never missed  a /thing/.)
-*- gallivantingTyke (Actually...)
-*- humanJaspers|aeraGenocide (Yanking your chain, Keo. You know she thinks you're /pretty/ rad.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Sit down, Verge.)
-*- carapaceGrinder looks around for the source of this new voice
<carapaceGrinder> NOW WHAT
-*- chthonianGunslinger (You couldn't play a cardboard box.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger Dante, however, didn't look the /least/ bit worried at this strange and unknown voice. How could he?
-*- chthonianGunslinger He didn't decide to wear /red/ today.
<humanJaspers|aeraGenocide> [[Hold on, keyboard's]]
<humanJaspers|aeraGenocide> [[Not workng w/ me r/n]]
<humanJaspers|aeraGenocide> [[aUGH  am]]
<humanJaspers|aeraGenocide> [[Gonna have to replace the 1's w1th ones--]]
<humanJaspers|aeraGenocide> [[/n1ck rUF1O]]
<chthonianGunslinger> (rufioh i didn't know you were a vampire)
<chthonianGunslinger> (wHAT WOULD PUPA PAN SAY)
-*- humanJaspers|aeraGenocide "Really, not a lot surpr1ses me anymore e1ther! Con6rats." The open top of the p1ano eRUPTS 1n a cloud of dark (as n1GHT) smoke-- along w1th a few stray bats, to boot. And once 1t f1nally cleared? Stand1ng 1n 1t's wake, just atop the rather class1cal 1nstrument?
<gallivantingTyke> [Could copy/paste, Jasp?]
-*- chthonianGunslinger (/Plagarist/)
<humanJaspers|aeraGenocide> [[For every 1 are you seR1OUS THO]]
<gallivantingTyke> [YES CTRL+V AM]
<gallivantingTyke> [But nah, that's only for people who're obsessive like me. uvu]
-*- humanJaspers|aeraGenocide Marcel1ne, vamp1re queen. Part-t1me /rapunzel/-- or at least she looks l1ke 1t, w1th that ha1r. Thunder crashes dramat1cally 1n the background, followed by a wolf howl and an ev1l cackle.
-*- humanJaspers|aeraGenocide /That/ 1s an entrance, /Dante/. Take notes.
<humanJaspers|aeraGenocide> "Sup!"
<carapaceGrinder> ((marceline))
<carapaceGrinder> ((honestly was not expecting that))
-*- chthonianGunslinger .../Tch/, drama queen.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Always stealing /his/ show.
-*- humanJaspers|aeraGenocide Hypocr1te!
-*- gallivantingTyke As if /you/'/re/ one to talk.
-*- carapaceGrinder looks up at this abrupt newcomer... well, only somewhat shocked. He's already getting a little jaded in this place
-*- chthonianGunslinger Still, she gets the /polite/ golf clapping that she so readily deserved. It's the least he could do, right? Poor girl was obviously /starving/ for attention. "heh, i was wonderin' when y'd finally show up. y'a real phanton of th'opera, y'know that? always poppin' up when there's a jam t'b'had.""
<chthonianGunslinger> "nice entrance, by th'by. real megadethy of y'."
<carapaceGrinder> WELL ALRIGHT, WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU
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<chthonianGunslinger> "think m'gonna give y'a ten f'th'bats, buuuut a five f'th'one liner."
<chthonianGunslinger> "lil' rough 'round th'edges."
-*- chthonianGunslinger !
-*- carapaceGrinder finds himself admiring her coloration. Throw on some horns and she could pass for a Troll. Almost
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-*- calliopeCrasher swaggers into the room.
-*- carapaceGrinder hey! speaking of trolls
<chthonianGunslinger> "'ey, that ain't no way of adressin' a /queen/."
<humanJaspers|aeraGenocide> "What can 1 say? Jams are the only worthwh1le th1n6 to /do/ 1n th1s place." Her outf1t 1sn't nearly as melodramatc as her entrance-- jeans w1th the knees frayed, sweater w1th gray and red str1pes, long, black ha1r t1ed up 1n a ponyta1l. "1'll keep that 1n m1nd for next t1me, Keo. 1--"
<chthonianGunslinger> "he don't mean it, /y/'/majesty/."
-*- chthonianGunslinger ;y
<humanJaspers|aeraGenocide> "Dan6, 6uy! W1th a quest1on lke that, 1 ou6ht to ask you the same th1n6."
-*- carapaceGrinder yep, she totally looks a hell of a lot like a Troll, right down to the stunningly drab and functional clothes
<humanJaspers|aeraGenocide> "Hell, w1th a tone l1ke /that/ 1 ou6ht to 6et my 6uards to behead you. /Buuut/ 1f Dante th1nks that's a l1ttle harsh..."
<humanJaspers|aeraGenocide> "1'll let 1t sl1de."
<humanJaspers|aeraGenocide> "/Th1s/ /t1me/."
-*- humanJaspers|aeraGenocide ;y
<carapaceGrinder> WELL IN MY DEFENSE I DIDN'T JUS COME FLYING OUT OF A PIANO. BUT IF YOU INSIST, I'M KARKAT
-*- chthonianGunslinger Ohhhhh, /you/.
-*- chthonianGunslinger He'd fingergun right back at you if that wasn't so /dumb/.
-*- carapaceGrinder turns to face the queen and crosses his arms, looking up at her
-*- carapaceGrinder if Dante is shocked at this behavior then he should see how he was behaving in front of Feferi a few days ago...
<chthonianGunslinger> "oh, /stop/ /it/, y'makin' me blush!"
<chthonianGunslinger> "m'gonna have t'lovingly push y'off a cliff at this rate."
<chthonianGunslinger> "or, god forbid, a /butte/."
-*- chthonianGunslinger Everyone knows buttes are more romantic.
-*- carapaceGrinder frosted buttes
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<serpentineTrickster> "Good to see somebody else here has a proper sense of showmanship," says a voice from... somewherenear the cieling, apparently.
-*- chthonianGunslinger P.S He is being entirely facetious.
-*- carapaceGrinder just facepalms
-*- chthonianGunslinger Facetious is the only emotion he /knows/.
<calliopeCrasher> (sorry im semi destracted. arting)
-*- chthonianGunslinger Oh. More voices.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Cool.
-*- calliopeCrasher stop swaggering and walks the rest of the way to an empty couch, sitting down with a flop!
-*- carapaceGrinder grumbles into his hand FUCK'S SAKE
<chthonianGunslinger> (calli we're in the music room)
<chthonianGunslinger> (for once there are no couches to be had)
<chthonianGunslinger> (THE ONLY COUCHLESS ROOM)
<chthonianGunslinger> (IT IS)
<chthonianGunslinger> (A MARVEL)
<carapaceGrinder> (there are no couches, only music)
-*- chthonianGunslinger He could always use a bigger audience.
<gallivantingTyke> [What about the kitchen.]
-*- calliopeCrasher doesnt find a couch
-*- calliopeCrasher stands there ouo
<chthonianGunslinger> (the kitchens have couches too)
-*- humanJaspers|aeraGenocide Hah, good call. She drops from the piano to sit on it's edge, leaning a hand just next to her. "Whoa, dude. Don't you think that's kinda rushing it? 1'd rather retain our /professional/ relatonship."
<chthonianGunslinger> (kitchen couches)
<gallivantingTyke> [Kitches?]
<calliopeCrasher> (Couchin)_
<chthonianGunslinger> (cushy, cushy kitches)
-*- calliopeCrasher wiggles her toes and sort of looks around, trying to figure out whats all goin on.
-*- carapaceGrinder notices calliope, and looks absolutely relieved to see someone familiar. Even if it's someone he only met once
<humanJaspers|aeraGenocide> "Start with somethin6 smaller! Like a va6uely elevated coffee table."
-*- calliopeCrasher catches karkat's look and smiiiiles! WAVE!
-*- carapaceGrinder quickly approaches her and then stands next to her, giving a lazy return wave on the way there
<calliopeCrasher> Well hi again, Karkat! How you dooooinnn? /waggle brows
-*- humanJaspers|aeraGenocide ... Oh, ugh. Somebody's stealing her oM1NOUS VO1CE schtick.
<carapaceGrinder> WELCOME TO THE NOISE ROOM. EVERYTHING HERE IS STUPID
-*- humanJaspers|aeraGenocide She'd almost be frustrated, were she to /leg1t1mately/ care.
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<serpentineTrickster> "Of course it is, you're here."
-*- chthonianGunslinger "aw, marcy, i didn't know you had a /secret/ /boyfriend/! y'breakin m'heart here, hun." He puts on his best hurt look, pout and all, as he gives the ceiling the most mournful of looks.
<calliopeCrasher> YES! It is pretty loud!
-*- chthonianGunslinger /Sigh/.
<carapaceGrinder> PEOPLE KEEP SPEAKING FROM NOWHERE AND THEN MAGICALLY APPEARING
<serpentineTrickster> That's hardly fair.
-*- chthonianGunslinger "guess m'gonna have t'stick t'pushin' y'over /armchairs/ n' /tables/ f'now."
<serpentineTrickster> Well you didn't seem happy to /see/ me last time we talked.
<carapaceGrinder> AND THESE TWO ARE CLEARLY ALL UP IN EACH OTHER'S SHIT CONSIDERING HOW FAST I GOT IGNORED
<calliopeCrasher> I'm not surprised by anything anymore. Awww... I won't ignore ya.
<carapaceGrinder> UH... THANKS
<serpentineTrickster> Or perhaps they simply don't want to interact with shouty little douchecrabs.
<serpentineTrickster> 'Tis a possibility
<calliopeCrasher> Unless... you want me to ignore you?
-*- calliopeCrasher blinks and tugs nervously at one of her ears.
-*- chthonianGunslinger "hey, this dude's got a point."
-*- chthonianGunslinger "shouty lil' douchecrabs don't make th'best of company, y'know?"
<humanJaspers|aeraGenocide> "Whoa, /watch/ it! At /this/ rate you'll be securin6 a one way ticket to the /dun6eon/. Courtesy of /me/ and /Kni6ht/ of the /Ni6htosphere/, Keokukson Von Sten6el.
<humanJaspers|aeraGenocide> "(The third.)"
<serpentineTrickster> ((wait, ears? I thought you were Calliope?))
<chthonianGunslinger> (she's a fantroll that was made before calliope was introduced)
<carapaceGrinder> WOW. GREAT. MORE PEOPLE WHO THINK THEY'RE JUST THE FUCKNIG GREATEST JOKERS
<humanJaspers|aeraGenocide> "Ever crossed your mind that it's just easy to joke about you?"
-*- humanJaspers|aeraGenocide :y:y:y
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...You know, 'Knight of the Nightosphere' would make a /great/ album name.
<serpentineTrickster> "It would be criminal not to  take advantage of the setups you provide
-*- chthonianGunslinger Not a good band name, though. You'd have to add an s somewhere in there.
-*- chthonianGunslinger 'Knights of the Nightosphere.'
-*- chthonianGunslinger /Yeeeeeeah/.
-*- carapaceGrinder throws up his hands
<carapaceGrinder> WELL IF I'M JUST GOING TO BE ABUSED EVERY TIME I TRY TO MEET NEW PEOPLE THEN I GUESS I'LL JUST FUCK OFF TO SOMEWHERE WHERE EVERYONE ELSE ISN'T
<serpentineTrickster> "I'm okay wit hthis."
<chthonianGunslinger> "awww, /c/'/mon/, that ain't no fun. where's y'sense of humor?"
-*- carapaceGrinder turns and angrily marches out of the room, grumbling AND I ACTUALLY COMPLIMENTED YOUR MUSIC SHITLORD...
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...
-*- chthonianGunslinger "...sheesh."
-*- chthonianGunslinger "i guess /some/ people don't know how t'take a joke."
<humanJaspers|aeraGenocide> "Yikes. You've 6ot a funny taste in pals, Keo."
-*- gallivantingTyke Really?
-*- gallivantingTyke You're going to pin that on him?
<humanJaspers|aeraGenocide> "I'm honestly /worried/ about what you do when i'm not around!"
<humanJaspers|aeraGenocide> [[Mght]]
<humanJaspers|aeraGenocide> [[Reset my computer, real quck--]]
-*- chthonianGunslinger And here he thought this guy was shaping up to be pretty rad!
<gallivantingTyke> [I'll send the log your way when you get back. Shouldn't be too much.]
-*- chthonianGunslinger But he guessed not /everyone/ could roll with the punches.
<humanJaspers|aeraGenocide> [['Kay c:]]
<serpentineTrickster> Maybe I should follow him an *snrrk* make it up to him
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<chthonianGunslinger> "aw baby, don't y'worry y'pretty head over lil' ol' me. i can make /plenty/ of trouble with or without y'."
<chthonianGunslinger> "m'/touched/, though."
<chthonianGunslinger> 'y'got me deep in those softy wofty feely places."
<chthonianGunslinger> "n' i dunno, mr. disembodied voice dude, m'thinkin' it might be better if we let 'im cool off f'a bit."
<chthonianGunslinger> "y'gotta handle these crabby types with care, y'know? like a newborn puppy. or."
<chthonianGunslinger> "i dunno."
<chthonianGunslinger> "a /hermit/ /crab/."
-*- chthonianGunslinger He'd know from experience.
<carapaceGrinder> ((still not even sure where he went...))
<serpentineTrickster> 'ooh, now you're making me hungry...
<calliopeCrasher> ill be back(
-*- chthonianGunslinger It had always been /best/ to leave Vergil be when he was /really/ steaming. The difference was subtle, one that only he ever seemed to noticed, but it was one he'd learn to pin down time and time again.
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<chthonianGunslinger> "...uh?"
-*- chthonianGunslinger .../Tch/.
<chthonianGunslinger> "newborn puppies, eh? man, weightwatcher's menu jus' keeps gettin' wierder n' weirder with every year."
<chthonianGunslinger> "but /whatever/ dude, s'yeh diet. i ain't got no right t'judge."
<humanJaspers|aeraGenocide> [[Oops sorry 1]]
<humanJaspers|aeraGenocide> [[Am back now yes u8]]
<serpentineTrickster> Young mammals in general, really. before hte meat has time to get all tough
<humanJaspers|aeraGenocide> [[Mmmm1ght abandon Marcel1ne's qu1rk for now-- 1f only because]]
<humanJaspers|aeraGenocide> [[Replac1ng two letters, /hrk/]]
-*- PurpleKoopa marciohsprite
<humanJaspers|aeraGenocide> [[Ffffff]]
<chthonianGunslinger> "well aren't /y/' th'resident gourmet expert?"
<chthonianGunslinger> "no wonder why y'hidin' y'self, then!"
<chthonianGunslinger> "y'know what they 'bout foodies, aft'all..."
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<serpentineTrickster> "....go on."
<chthonianGunslinger> "...well, let's jus' say they ain't th'type t'drag out their teeny weeny yellow polka dot bikinis when spring break rolls 'round."
<chthonianGunslinger> "na'mean?"
<humanJaspers|aeraGenocide> [[1 actually m1ght]]
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<humanJaspers|aeraGenocide> [[Hop back 1n later, 1f/when 1 f1gure out what's wrong w1th my key unu]]
<chthonianGunslinger> "'course, i /might/ jus' be wrong--"
<serpentineTrickster> "Ah... a weight joke. Be wary of appearance-based insults on an invisible entity, as you may find yourself to be /entirely/ off base."
<chthonianGunslinger> "but i s'ppose there's only one way t'be sure..."
<chthonianGunslinger> "but hey, s'alright!"
<chthonianGunslinger> "we can't /all/ love our bodies, i s'ppose."
<serpentineTrickster> "I, for example, actually have negative weight at the moment."
<chthonianGunslinger> "...ohhhh, /now/ i get it."
<chthonianGunslinger> "y'th'invisible man!"
<chthonianGunslinger> "y'know, i don't care what anyone says, /y/'were always my favorite universal monster."
<chthonianGunslinger> "i mean, c'mon, there's--"
<chthonianGunslinger> "like--"
<chthonianGunslinger> "a /million/ draculas n' a /million/ wolfmen."
<chthonianGunslinger> "but there's only /one/ invisible man, y'know?"
<chthonianGunslinger> "n', seriously, who gives a shit 'bout some old mummy dude who had the hots f'his wife or whatever."
<chthonianGunslinger> "don't even get me /started/ on 'th'creature from th'rubber suit store.'"
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<serpentineTrickster> "Those were groundbreaking special effects when that movie was made."
<chthonianGunslinger> "'ey! someone who finally agrees with me!"
<chthonianGunslinger> "i don't see how anyone could pick some hairy dude with elf ears over a marvel like /that/."
<chthonianGunslinger> "y'want a good werewolf? take a good look at 'american werewolf in paris.'"
<chthonianGunslinger> "bam! there's y'goddamn werewolf."
<chthonianGunslinger> "hope y'like it, /furries/."
<serpentineTrickster> "Amen! rampaging monsters are a dime a dozen, but to be stuck in that situation and simply decide to /fuck/ shit /up?/"
<serpentineTrickster> "Hm suppose there's no point keeping this up now that I'm awake." says the voice from above as a pair of garishly multicolored snake eyes open near the ceiling
<chthonianGunslinger> "hell yeah, no m'gonna jus' gonna take somethin' like /that/ sittin' down. if m'gonna disappear, m'gonna make one /helluva/ show over it."
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Oh, huh.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Technicolor snake eyes.
<chthonianGunslinger> me Not /exactly/ what he was expecting, but whatever. He'd seen worse. 'Sides, this dude turned out to be pretty cool!
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Uh, snake.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Snakedude.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Sure, let's go with that.
-*- humanJaspers|aeraGenocide Plot tw1st
-*- humanJaspers|aeraGenocide 1hd 1s that snake from jungle boy
-*- chthonianGunslinger He peered up at the eyes from his humble spot on the piano seat, squinting just to be sure he wasn't /hallucinating/ or anything.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Hey, you never knew with this place.)
<serpentineTrickster> purple smoke winds its way back from the eyes, filling out until it became a solid form. several dozen feet of feathered serpent wound around the light fixtures on the ceiling, as if gravity was somethignthat happened to other people.
<serpentineTrickster> Seeing Dante's expression, he smirked, showing off his gleaming fangs. "Much less messy up here, yes?"
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Oh, /oh/, so there was a /body/ to go with that eyes.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...
-*- chthonianGunslinger Rad.
<serpentineTrickster> Only place in here one can catch a nap without worrying about body fluids, you see?"
-*- chthonianGunslinger (If it were trouble, he'd deal it. But, hey, it wouldn't hurt to strike up a conversation or two either way.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (...It got lonely around here, alright?)
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-*- chthonianGunslinger "ohhhhhhh, i wouldn't know 'bout that..." He chuckled, returning the toothy grin with one of his own. Just a pair of shark bros here, living life and being cool. Nothing weird about that!
-*- chthonianGunslinger "gotta give y'points for tryin', though! most people 'round here jus' learn t'deal with it."
-*- chthonianGunslinger "all those wild orgies really start losin' their luster when y'see 'em day in n' day out, y'know?"
-*- chthonianGunslinger (For real, though. Nowhere was safe.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Just ask the piano.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (...Actually, no, don't ask. He didn't want to think about it. He didn't want to think about /any/ of it.)
-*- humanJaspers|aeraGenocide Piano Pete was just happy to be an instrument!
-*- humanJaspers|aeraGenocide Until one tragic day,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
<serpentineTrickster> "Oh, i do. But this is one of the few places out i nthe void I've been able to reliably find."
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-*- wN ; )
<chthonianGunslinger> "you n' me both, dude. s'why i like comin' here every now n' again. real good f'collecttin' my thoughts, airin' out my frustrations, n' detoxin' my chakras."
<chthonianGunslinger> "y'know."
<chthonianGunslinger> "stuff like that."
-*- chthonianGunslinger Get oUT OF HIS HEAD--
-*- wN n O
-*- wN if verge can have a mental version of you, you're getting a mental version of me
-*- chthonianGunslinger "...waaaaait a second."
<serpentineTrickster> "Mostly i just need to get some time away from the humourless philistines back home," he says, rolling his eyes.
<chthonianGunslinger> .me "y'wouldn't have happened t'ever sit in on onnna my shows, did y'?"
-*- humanJaspers|aeraGenocide And /me/!
-*- chthonianGunslinger You know, he could have sworn he'd smelled /something/ off about this place recently--
-*- humanJaspers|aeraGenocide And, uhm, maybe me too.
-*- humanJaspers|aeraGenocide (if you don't mind, i-- i don't want to be a burden, of course.)
-*- wN discord you can sit in the madula ablengada I'm claiming the left hemisphere
-*- wN flutters shoosh you take the right
-*- PurpleKoopa room for one more, chief? wvouldnt be a party wvithout me.
-*- carapaceGrinder is currently swimming angrily at the #RooftopPool
-*- chthonianGunslinger VERGE--
-*- chthonianGunslinger /VERGE/--
<serpentineTrickster> ((what? wtf is happening)
-*- chthonianGunslinger M'/LOSIN/' IT!
-*- wN I thought what you meant by that was you heading towards the pool via swimming and the mansion is really a sims game
-*- PurpleKoopa just us being irrelevant and cracking jokes about characters up in another character's headspace]]
-*- wN sorry we're
-*- wN meta
-*- gallivantingTyke Are you really talking to me in your head? I'd have to agree with your assessment, in this case. We have yet to show signs of "twinlepathy", you know.
<serpentineTrickster> "Not bad. Not my usual kind of music, but not bad."
-*- wN can help you reach that point of twinlepathy
-*- wN both innuendoly and sort of seriously
-*- chthonianGunslinger /nO/--
<serpentineTrickster> (that's a yes.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger sAY NO--
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Heh. So it wasn't just his imagination.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (As it so often was--)
-*- chthonianGunslinger "not a rock n' roll kind of guy, eh?"
-*- gallivantingTyke I do not want him in my head any more than he wants me in his. So no, no thank you.
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-*- wN don't you already have brainte
-*- wN at least this way it's actually him and not you beating yourself up mentally
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<serpentineTrickster> "not particularly, no."
-*- gallivantingTyke Yes, so I should have the genuine article either "beat me up" mentally. A much better alternative.
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-*- wN hey, at least you can find him and physically beat him up in return
-*- gallivantingTyke Why would I...do that?
-*- wN because then you can get equal as opposed to
-*- wN hurting yourself more
-*- gallivantingTyke It is equal.
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-*- chthonianGunslinger "so what's y'usual poison, then? jazz? r'n'b? /house/?"
-*- chthonianGunslinger He hoped it wasn't /house/. Bleh.
<serpentineTrickster> "Jazz, swing, that sort of thing. Tropical music, too. No love songs, though, and nothign too serious."
<chthonianGunslinger> "no guitars, no silly love songs, n' no gothy bullshit. lil' too picky f'my tastes, but alright, i think i can work with that."
<chthonianGunslinger> "y'got anythin' particular in mind?"
<serpentineTrickster> "That's just of the styles I know about - the music selection back home is... limited."
<chthonianGunslinger> "man, sounds like a real bummer back there. no humor, no fun, n' no rock n' roll? that's just sad."
<chthonianGunslinger> "no wonder y'left 'em."
<chthonianGunslinger> "but i think i got somethin' in mind that you'll like. s'classic back where m'from. 'fraid i can't do it much justice without a theremin but, hey, y'do what y'can."
-*- chthonianGunslinger And before the giant snake deity has a chance to protest, if he ever would, he's already off like a shot.
-*- chthonianGunslinger http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4puRer00Epg This...
-*- chthonianGunslinger This was /not/ how the song was originally supposed to be.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Not at all.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (...Playing the same three chords got /boring/, okay?)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (He had to do /something/ to spice it up without the theremin!)
<serpentineTrickster> "Oooh, I like it!"
<serpentineTrickster> "No idea what a theremin is, the pantheon back home is afraid of change."
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<gallivantingTyke> [That bit was narrative, Screw.]
<serpentineTrickster> "WE'VE DONE IT THIS WAY FOR  THOUSANDS OF YEARS - yes I know, I was there for most of those years, they were /boring./"
<serpentineTrickster> (Hfdusi)
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<serpentineTrickster> (whatever, forget he mentioned the theremin
<Rory_> (sIGH)
<gallivantingTyke> [pat pat]
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<chthonianGunslinger> (actually, he /did/ mention the thermin in his dialogue)
<chthonianGunslinger> (sO THERE NITRO)
-*- chthonianGunslinger "y'tellin' they don't even have any theremins back at y'place? geeze louise, scratch what i said earlier-- bummer don't even begin t'describe y'stuffy ol' pals over there."
-*- chthonianGunslinger He says all this without missing a beat on his keys, though he doesn't dare look up while he plays. There was only so much multi-tasking one could do, unfortunately.
-*- chthonianGunslinger "so i take it fr'm all that pantheon talk of y's that y'not exactly an ordinary joe."
<serpentineTrickster> "Gee, whatever gave you /that/ idea?"
<chthonianGunslinger> "m'fraid it don't sound like a pantheon worth worshippin', though. not like th'greeks. y'worshipped th'greeks n' you'd be covered in hookers n' blow f'th'rest of y'life."
<chthonianGunslinger> "hell, th'norse practically garaunteed it!"
<serpentineTrickster> "Ugh, if a mortal dies back home they get to be buried underground with the single most dour person I have /ever/ met. /EVER./"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Snort. For a god, this guy wasn't so bad. He always thought those godly types would be the real doom and gloom types. This one, though, apparently preferred to sip on martinis and chill out to some lowkey lounge music.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Not like that was a bad thing.
<chthonianGunslinger> "aw, but th'afterlife's s'pposed t'be fun. it's y'reward f'draggin' y'self through all those years of pencil pushin' n' wife naggin', man."
<chthonianGunslinger> "at least throw 'em a virgin or two. s'least they deserve/
<serpentineTrickster> "No, they prefer to shoot them across the sky to wipe their brains out, then stuff 'em back int oa baby to do the whole thing again, ad nauseum.
<chthonianGunslinger> "oh, ick, reincarnation sucks. unless y'come back as, like, a tiger or a maneatin' shark."
<chthonianGunslinger> "but if y'gonna die just t'do th'same damn thing all over again, then what's th'point?"
<chthonianGunslinger> "y'ain't learnin' anythin' fr'm it, n' unless y'comin back as superman then y'sure as hell ain't gettin' any kind of reward outta it."
<chthonianGunslinger> "s'like groundhog day minus all th'fun. or bill murray."
<serpentineTrickster> "I've said the same thing! But the gods only listen to other gods, bunch of stuck-up pricks."
<serpentineTrickster> "The worst is when more than one of them's together, then they feel like they have to keep up this regal act - which is complete horsefeathers."
<chthonianGunslinger> "sounds like a buncha preppy kid's circle jerkin' if y'ask me."
<chthonianGunslinger> "'cept 'stead of harpin' on th'prom committee they've decided t'upgrade n' harp over th'everythin' committee."
-*- chthonianGunslinger Once the song was finally over, the final key still resounding throughout the room, he went right to work on figuring out yet another song his audience of one might like.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Shame he wasn't much of a jazz fan, this'd be a whole lot easier otherwise.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Mmm...
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Oh, he's got it!
-*- chthonianGunslinger https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FRnXDoIdM8Q Yeeeah, that would do it!
-*- chthonianGunslinger That was sort of like tropical music, right?
<serpentineTrickster> And because of the cultural stagnation, I didn't follow any of what you just said
<chthonianGunslinger> "no high schools either? aw, now that's a real shame. now who can i throw all my piss poor 90210 jokes at?"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Except for Vergil, of course.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Vergil always heard them first.
<chthonianGunslinger> "i take it y'homeworld's not too advanced, then?"
<chthonianGunslinger> "i mean, shit, how can it be when there's no high schools?"
<chthonianGunslinger> "that's th'pinnacle of technology right there! right next t'jet packs n' flyin' cars!"