Question 5

[Edgedancer he/him]

Yeah, she looks a little too...not timid.

Everything Autumn and whoever is within a 5 ft radius of her will be clearest; those up to about 10 ft will be recorded but not as clear. So all of their, um, flirting will be there on tape.

Let´s hope Arsenal can appreciate our quality writing. Otherwise, well the situation is bound to be embarassing to Autumn one way or another at this point. (Just imagine Aresenal having to listen to a recording of a make out session.)

[Kobold King he/him]

Let´s hope Arsenal can appreciate our quality writing. Otherwise, well the situation is bound to be embarassing to Autumn one way or another at this point. (Just imagine Aresenal having to listen to a recording of a make out session.)

 

Autumn would be fired (and possibly exiled) before Vondra's first appearance, and Arsenal would be on his way to the heart of town to personally drive Shiny Sparkle from the city.

[Edgedancer he/him]

Autumn would be fired (and possibly exiled) before Vondra's first appearance, and Arsenal would be on his way to the heart of town to personally drive Shiny Sparkle from the city.

All because they have the same gender? How close minded of them.

[Kobold King he/him]

All because they have the same gender? How close minded of them.

 

This is Arsenal we're talking about. If they were a man and a woman, both married for decades (the most un-controversial relationship I can think of), he'd still be outraged about them showing affection on the job.

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

If, I mean when, Arsenal objects, Autumn will just say she deemed it necessary at the time.

An argument that may not go over so well if Autumn finds herself actually dating an Epic.

[Kobold King he/him]

If, I mean when, Arsenal objects, Autumn will just say she deemed it necessary at the time.

An argument that may not go over so well if Autumn finds herself actually dating an Epic.

 

"Dating an Epic is against this city's charter, Glass!"

 

"Aren't you an Epic, sir?"

 

"Yeah, but you don't see me dating, do you?"

 

"My apologies. I assumed your lack of romance was due to your temperament, not the city charter that you just made up."

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

"Dating an Epic is against this city's charter, Glass!"

"Aren't you an Epic, sir?"

"Yeah, but you don't see me dating, do you?"

"My apologies. I assumed your lack of romance was due to your temperament, not the city charter that you just made up."

"Besides, it's not like I meant for it to happen."

"You mean to tell me you just suddenly FOUND yourself dating an Epic, against your prior knowledge or better judgement?"

"Hey," Nathan said, "it can happen."

[Edgedancer he/him]

If, I mean when, Arsenal objects, Autumn will just say she deemed it necessary at the time.

An argument that may not go over so well if Autumn finds herself actually dating an Epic.

What better way to guarantee the loyality of an Epic? Worst case scenario I´m also pretty sure that Shiny Sparkle is currently one of the Epics with the strongest offense in the city and capable of devasting gurillia attacks, which makes her... an important asset.

 

I wonder how a conversation between Autumn and Nathan would look like, especially if she has to leave the Dalles because of this.

Edited December 30, 2014 by Edgedancer

[Kobold King he/him]

What better way to guarantee the loyality of an Epic? Worst case scenario I´m also pretty sure that Shiny Sparkle is currently one of the Epics with the strongest offense in the city and capable of devasting gurillia attacks, which makes her... an important asset.

 

I wonder how a conversation between Autumn and Nathan would look like, especially if she has to leave the Dalles because of this.

 

They would get married and produce The Ultimate Ginger (not an Epic).

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

What better way to guarantee the loyality of an Epic? Worst case scenario I´m also pretty sure that Shiny Sparkle is currently one of the Epics with the strongest offense in the city and capable of devasting gurillia attacks, which makes her... an important asset.

I wonder how a conversation between Autumn and Nathan would look like, especially if she has to leave the Dalles because of this.

Unless they have a messy breakup.

It would depend on the circumstances of her leaving. She probably wouldn't go to Portland, though, what with the turf wars. Maybe Salem, or a small town like Newport. Of course, to avert this, she will keep her flirting as professional as possible.

Edited December 30, 2014 by TwiLyghtSansSparkles

[Kobold King he/him]

Unless they have a messy breakup.

It would depend on the circumstances of her leaving. She probably wouldn't go to Portland, though, what with the turf wars. Maybe Salem, or a small town like Newport. Of course, to avert this, she will keep her flirting as professional as possible.

 

Any breakup where one party can blow up the other with her mind is a messy breakup. This is why ideally, you should only date within your own relative power range. I learned this the hard way, after my failed relationship with Nog-Zathoth the Outer God of Devastation.

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

Any breakup where one party can blow up the other with her mind is a messy breakup. This is why ideally, you should only date within your own relative power range. I learned this the hard way, after my failed relationship with Nog-Zathoth the Outer God of Devastation.

And you're writing a history textbook? No offense, Kobold, but I think your time would be better spent writing Love In the Time of the Old Ones: What I Learned Dating the Outer God of Devastation. it would blow I Kissed Dating Goodbye to smithereens. In more ways than one.

[Kobold King he/him]

And you're writing a history textbook? No offense, Kobold, but I think your time would be better spent writing Love In the Time of the Old Ones: What I Learned Dating the Outer God of Devastation. it would blow I Kissed Dating Goodbye to smithereens. In more ways than one.

 

I'd tell you how we met, but I'm afraid the story would fray your soul and shatter your feeble human consciousness.

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

I'd tell you how we met, but I'm afraid the story would fray your soul and shatter your feeble human consciousness.

I dated a guy who wrote five mean-spirited songs about me and had his band perform them and posted the recordings on Facebook after performing them live in several coffee shops in his area. I think I can handle a meet cute between a guy on the internet and an Eldritch Abomination.

[Kobold King he/him]

I dated a guy who wrote five mean-spirited songs about me and had his band perform them and posted the recordings on Facebook after performing them live in several coffee shops in his area. I think I can handle a meet cute between a guy on the internet and an Eldritch Abomination.

 

Did any of these songs open a portal to the Blasted Dimension? Did any two of them, upon being performed in conjunction with each other, obliterate the Earth's twin planet from the space-time continuum?

 

I rest my case.

 

That's awful. Take my sympathy.

Edited December 30, 2014 by Kobold King

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

Did any of these songs open a portal to the Blasted Dimension? Did any two of them, upon being performed in conjunction with each other, obliterate the Earth's twin planet from the space-time continuum?

I rest my case.

That's awful. Take my sympathy.

Good point. The worst one of the lot just dropped the F-bomb. Which, having worked in a restaurant where I heard that word at least two dozen times daily, I can confirm does not open portals to the Blasted Dimension or obliterate planets.

He was a loser. And those songs weren't very good, musically speaking. I'm definitely better off without someone who refuses to eat his vegetables well into his 20s and considers the McRib the ultimate culinary experience.

[Kobold King he/him]

Good point. The worst one of the lot just dropped the F-bomb. Which, having worked in a restaurant where I heard that word at least two dozen times daily, I can confirm does not open portals to the Blasted Dimension or obliterate planets.

He was a loser. And those songs weren't very good, musically speaking. I'm definitely better off without someone who refuses to eat his vegetables well into his 20s and considers the McRib the ultimate culinary experience.

 

This is true. The fusion bomb is a weapon of intense devastation, but only within a strictly physical, strictly Euclidean manner.

 

 

Similarly Nog-Zathoth considered the souls of unwed virgins the ultimate culinary experience. I think we can conclude the conversation by stating we're both better off without losers or abstract entities of annihilation in our lives.

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

This is true. The fusion bomb is a weapon of intense devastation, but only within a strictly physical, strictly Euclidean manner.

Similarly Nog-Zathoth considered the souls of unwed virgins the ultimate culinary experience. I think we can conclude the conversation by stating we're both better off without losers or abstract entities of annihilation in our lives.

I'll bet that date was awkward.

"I'm sorry, O Great One, but 'virgin souls' isn't an item on our menu. I don't even know where we'd buy those."

"THEN BRING ME A VIRGIN AND I SHALL PROVIDE YOU A SOUL."

"Um, yes. You see, even if we did that--which we won't--we wouldn't have a recipe. It's just not a popular dish."

[Kobold King he/him]

I'll bet that date was awkward.

"I'm sorry, O Great One, but 'virgin souls' isn't an item on our menu. I don't even know where we'd buy those."

"THEN BRING ME A VIRGIN AND I SHALL PROVIDE YOU A SOUL."

"Um, yes. You see, even if we did that--which we won't--we wouldn't have a recipe. It's just not a popular dish."

 

"Look, we really can't serve this dish. Restaurant regulations and most Abrahamic religions forbid it."

 

"THEN HENCEFORTH, YOUR OFFSPRING AND THEIR OFFSPRING WILL BE BORN WITH CLAWS AND SCALES WHERE THEIR LEGS SHOULD BE. THIS I DECREE, AND SHALL NOT BE SWAYED."

 

"...Can't you just ask to speak to the manager like a normal customer?"

 

 

I tried talking to It after the date, but all It said was, and I quote, "בצ͡י̦͘פ̫̥י̣̜͇̭͙̟י͎͕̞͓͇ה̣̰ ͉͖̻͎͜נ̛פ̫̪̣͎̯͚͡ג̡̼̜̝ע̯.͙̫̮͖͜ ̴͖̱נ̧̲͉̗̹̮̘ג̛ו̢̩̰͖͕̲ͅͅע͙̬̪̕ ͎͎́נ̰̰̳̪̯צ̳͍̻͇͇̤̱ח̴̜̜̰̠̻̮̼י̖̩͇.͖̭י." Do you see the kind of sarcasm I had to put up with? 

[Mailliw73 he/him]

Wouldn't you like to know.

I'm slightly curious, yes.

So, um, I'm slightly worried about the Portland thread. Everything in there is so awful (content-wise, not writing) recently. Does anyone have anything good to post there? None of my characters are up.

Also, expect a three-way collabo post about the Destructors in Connell, WA soon.

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

I'm slightly curious, yes.

So, um, I'm slightly worried about the Portland thread. Everything in there is so awful (content-wise, not writing) recently. Does anyone have anything good to post there? None of my characters are up.

Also, expect a three-way collabo post about the Destructors in Connell, WA soon.

"Now, Traveler," Lightwards said, signaling his toy Warriors once more, "nothing is more important than the Empire leaving on good terms with Thoughttown. I really think you ought to give Sightline another chance to get to know you better."

His voice was like poisoned honey, his smile wide and cold like Nighthound's. Nathan's side ached. His mind buzzed with the worries of the day. Being found out. Funtimes at her worst. Aldo and his unnerving interest in his past. Were he back at the casino, he would have dipped his head and done as he was told, speaking as few words as possible for fear of angering his Epic masters further.

But he wasn't at the casino. He was in Oregon.

He was dressed like an Epic.

And he had had enough.

Nathan stood, leveled a dark smile of his own, and went toward the garage.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"Out. Sam is coming with me. We're going to find the cutest dog we can and name him Noodles."

Sam was on her feet in a second, confusion giving way to excitement. "There's a dachshund rescue downtown."

"Perfect. We're going there." He ducked inside the garage, Sam following after as he closed the door. He poked his head back inside long enough to shout "Going to play with dachshunds, be back never!" and then he and Sam were gone.

Silence hung in the air a moment before Revolution announced: "Forrest and I are leaving."

"No you're not."

"Yes we are. You see, I'm an Epic now, and I..."

She paused, incinerating the necromancer with a blinding flash of pure energy.

"...don't have to listen to you."

She and Forrest were soon gone as well, leaving Altermind and Funtimes to stare at each other.

"Flying fortress?" he asked.

She giggled. "I'm gonna go look at puppies."

"Well," Altermind told Lucentia, "that did not go as expected."

"Do you see what I have to deal with? All of those idiots make my head ache, and I can tell you something else, they--"

Altermind's illusion concealed his troops as they left Lucentia to complain to an empty house.

Will that do?

[Kobold King he/him]

I'm slightly curious, yes.

So, um, I'm slightly worried about the Portland thread. Everything in there is so awful (content-wise, not writing) recently. Does anyone have anything good to post there? None of my characters are up.

Also, expect a three-way collabo post about the Destructors in Connell, WA soon.

 

My guess is that her story is the story of how Funtimes settled on a prom dress as her Epic costume.

 

Hmm. Revolution + Forrest shipping? There's only so much happiness we can squeeze into a dystopian RP where our end goal is obliteration and possibly genocide. 

 

Looking forward to it! Way more than the citizens of Connel, WA, anyway.

 

 

EDIT: 

"Now, Traveler," Lightwards said, signaling his toy Warriors once more, "nothing is more important than the Empire leaving on good terms with Thoughttown. I really think you ought to give Sightline another chance to get to know you better."

His voice was like poisoned honey, his smile wide and cold like Nighthound's. Nathan's side ached. His mind buzzed with the worries of the day. Being found out. Funtimes at her worst. Aldo and his unnerving interest in his past. Were he back at the casino, he would have dipped his head and done as he was told, speaking as few words as possible for fear of angering his Epic masters further.

But he wasn't at the casino. He was in Oregon.

He was dressed like an Epic.

And he had had enough.

Nathan stood, leveled a dark smile of his own, and went toward the garage.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"Out. Sam is coming with me. We're going to find the cutest dog we can and name him Noodles."

Sam was on her feet in a second, confusion giving way to excitement. "There's a dachshund rescue downtown."

"Perfect. We're going there." He ducked inside the garage, Sam following after as he closed the door. He poked his head back inside long enough to shout "Going to play with dachshunds, be back never!" and then he and Sam were gone.

Silence hung in the air a moment before Revolution announced: "Forrest and I are leaving."

"No you're not."

"Yes we are. You see, I'm an Epic now, and I..."

She paused, incinerating the necromancer with a blinding flash of pure energy.

"...don't have to listen to you."

She and Forrest were soon gone as well, leaving Altermind and Funtimes to stare at each other.

"Flying fortress?" he asked.

She giggled. "I'm gonna go look at puppies."

"Well," Altermind told Lucentia, "that did not go as expected."

"Do you see what I have to deal with? All of those idiots make my head ache, and I can tell you something else, they--"

Altermind's illusion concealed his troops as they left Lucentia to complain to an empty house.

Will that do? 

 

Hmm. Nevermind. It turns out there's plenty of happiness available to writers who think outside the box.

Edited December 30, 2014 by Kobold King

[Mailliw73 he/him]

"Now, Traveler," Lightwards said, signaling his toy Warriors once more, "nothing is more important than the Empire leaving on good terms with Thoughttown. I really think you ought to give Sightline another chance to get to know you better."

His voice was like poisoned honey, his smile wide and cold like Nighthound's. Nathan's side ached. His mind buzzed with the worries of the day. Being found out. Funtimes at her worst. Aldo and his unnerving interest in his past. Were he back at the casino, he would have dipped his head and done as he was told, speaking as few words as possible for fear of angering his Epic masters further.

But he wasn't at the casino. He was in Oregon.

He was dressed like an Epic.

And he had had enough.

Nathan stood, leveled a dark smile of his own, and went toward the garage.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"Out. Sam is coming with me. We're going to find the cutest dog we can and name him Noodles."

Sam was on her feet in a second, confusion giving way to excitement. "There's a dachshund rescue downtown."

"Perfect. We're going there." He ducked inside the garage, Sam following after as he closed the door. He poked his head back inside long enough to shout "Going to play with dachshunds, be back never!" and then he and Sam were gone.

Silence hung in the air a moment before Revolution announced: "Forrest and I are leaving."

"No you're not."

"Yes we are. You see, I'm an Epic now, and I..."

She paused, incinerating the necromancer with a blinding flash of pure energy.

"...don't have to listen to you."

She and Forrest were soon gone as well, leaving Altermind and Funtimes to stare at each other.

"Flying fortress?" he asked.

She giggled. "I'm gonna go look at puppies."

"Well," Altermind told Lucentia, "that did not go as expected."

"Do you see what I have to deal with? All of those idiots make my head ache, and I can tell you something else, they--"

Altermind's illusion concealed his troops as they left Lucentia to complain to an empty house.

Will that do?

 

Wow. I'm satisfied now.

 

My guess is that her story is the story of how Funtimes settled on a prom dress as her Epic costume.

 

Hmm. Revolution + Forrest shipping? There's only so much happiness we can squeeze into a dystopian RP where our end goal is obliteration and possibly genocide. 

 

Looking forward to it! Way more than the citizens of Connel, WA, anyway.

 

 

EDIT: 

 

Hmm. Nevermind. It turns out there's plenty of happiness available to writers who think outside the box.

That's true. Destruction doesn't have much happiness. Aw well. Maybe just something less nasty than Red/Nighthound.

Eh. The Destructors aren't too awful to the citizens. They just destroy the leadership (which is all Epics in Connell) and take control of the city, appropriating whatever they decide that they need. Random slaughters don't happen all that often.

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

Wow. I'm satisfied now.

That's true. Destruction doesn't have much happiness. Aw well. Maybe just something less nasty than Red/Nighthound.

Eh. The Destructors aren't too awful to the citizens. They just destroy the leadership (which is all Epics in Connell) and take control of the city, appropriating whatever they decide that they need. Random slaughters don't happen all that often.

Glad I could help.

...I was going to say there's a Funtimes flashback to look forward to, but Soulflicker isn't exactly a barrel of sunshine, so never mind.

[mail-mi he/him]

Wow. I'm satisfied now.

That's true. Destruction doesn't have much happiness. Aw well. Maybe just something less nasty than Red/Nighthound.

Eh. The Destructors aren't too awful to the citizens. They just destroy the leadership (which is all Epics in Connell) and take control of the city, appropriating whatever they decide that they need. Random slaughters don't happen all that often.

You could read Quota/Timeport instead! That's so much brighter