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activatingaggro · 7 years ago

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>ID: get distracted.

In which ID, a yellowblood enforcer for the Queenpin’s mob, messages @skegulium‘s Cramel, a blueblood that he recruited and formerly worked with, to try and curry a favour.

In their usual manner, everything goes wildly off-track.

SUMMARY:

[09:56] ID: Why, if the leaves were big enough, why couldn't they just flap them all at once and get off the ground?

[09:56] ID: Like bumblebees!

[09:56] ID: Except with dozens of them.

[09:56] SD: tree is tree

[09:56] SD: not bumblebee

[09:56] SD: punched a bee three perigree ago

[09:56] SD: stung hand

[09:56] ID: It's evolution!

[09:56] ID:

[09:57] SD: swollen

[09:57] ID:

[09:57] SD: was swollen

[09:57] ID: Yes, that.

[09:57] ID: They.

[09:57] ID: Uh.

[09:57] ID: That happens.

[09:57] ID: If you punch a bee.

-- iconicDisquiet [ID] began pestering swampDog [SD] at 20:38 --

[08:38] ID: Hey there, my little caramel! ໒✪ᴥ✪ʋ

[08:38] ID: And how are you on this fine, fine night?

[08:38] ID: Off chasing hydrants?

[08:39] SD: HEH YEH ICONIC

[08:39] SD: OH

[08:39] ID: Frolicking in the sanguine waters of our marvelous salty sea?

[08:39] SD: HIT BUTTON

[08:39] SD: yeh

[08:39] SD: was at ocean other night

[08:39] ID: Hitting the button is usually the goal, sugarpup~

[08:39] ID: What? No!

[08:39] ID: Really!

[08:39] SD: talked to seadweller

[08:39] ID: Heavens.

[08:39] SD: punched seadweller

[08:39] ID: But was it a nice conversation, darling?

[08:39] SD: she cried

[08:39] ID: Oh, there we go.

[08:39] SD: yeh yeh

[08:40] ID: I was almost worried you were losing your spark. (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧

[08:40] SD: how you ?

[08:40] ID: I am simply fantastic! Fintastic, if you will, on account of our big fish of a friend.

[08:40] ID: Whyever did you go punching them, dearheart?

[08:40] SD: heheheheh

[08:40] ID: Her!

[08:40] SD: eh do not remember

[08:40] SD: was told to

[08:40] SD: so punched

[08:41] ID: Well, that's as good a reason as any.

[08:41] ID: Y'know, I was just sitting here yesterday, thinking in my coon, remembering the good old nights we used to have. D'you remember those, sweetheart?

[08:41] SD: yeh yeh yeh

[08:42] SD: worked together tons

[08:42] SD: lots and lots

[08:42] ID: Like the time we went to go collect from that tealblood with the red eyes and the bakery.

[08:42] ID: Lots and lots!

[08:42] ID: Why, dozens of hundreds of times, practically speaking.

[08:42] SD: eh who counts

[08:42] SD: was just a lot

[08:42] SD: tons and tons

[08:49] -- swampDog [SD] changed their mood to OFFLINE --

[08:55] -- swampDog [SD] changed their mood to CHUMMY --

[09:10] ID: Absolutely all of the tons!

[09:10] ID: .. but I'm getting off track here.

[09:10] ID: We always had such rollicking times, working together, didn't we?

[09:10] SD: YEH YEH

[09:10] SD: OH

[09:10] SD: button again

[09:11] SD: forget button

[09:11] SD: rollicking

[09:11] SD: is like

[09:11] SD: rick bastly yeh ?

[09:11] SD: never give you up

[09:11] ID:

[09:11] SD: never give you down

[09:11] ID:

[09:11] ID: Absolutely!

[09:11] ID: Wait, no.

[09:11] ID: That was absolutely not worth a lie.

[09:11] SD: you said yeh

[09:11] SD: is true now

[09:12] ID: It's only roughly like - yes, well, now I'm taking back that yeh.

[09:12] SD: never give up never give down

[09:12] ID: So I'm afraid it's just untrue now!

[09:12] ID: Officially untrue, before you get that stuck in my poor head.

[09:13] SD: too late

[09:13] SD: am emailing link

[09:13] SD: youtube is good thing yeh ?

[09:14] ID: Really?

[09:14] ID: Really!

[09:14] SD: really really

[09:14] ID: You're just going to betray me like this, and get that jaunty little song stuck in my pan for ages and ages/

[09:14] ID: Look at that, I'm so distressed, I can't even press the button

[09:14] SD: yeh

[09:14] ID: ( T^T)

[09:15] SD: you will be fine

[09:15] SD: is good song

[09:15] ID: Oh, if you /insist./

[09:15] SD: like troll who jumps off fence

[09:15] ID: The Fencejumper?

[09:15] SD: yeh

[09:15] SD: watch video

[09:15] ID: Do you mean the troll who rides the wrecking ball?

[09:15] ID: I think I showed you that one.

[09:15] ID: If I haven't, why, I ought to.

[09:15] SD: troll who does not wear clothes

[09:16] SD: like naked rat

[09:21] ID: Yes!

[09:21] ID: Well, no.

[09:21] ID: She doesn't look like a naked rat.

[09:21] ID: Maybe more of, mm.. a naked cat.

[09:21] ID: A hairless bat?

[09:22] SD: not enough wrinkle for naked cat

[09:22] ID: Oh, come on, now, she doesn't have enough wrinkles for a naked rat.

[09:22] ID: They're one large, walking wrinkle, darling.

[09:23] SD: http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/rare/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/rare_e1_naked-mole-rat_3x2_3.jpg

[09:23] SD: am noot

[09:23] SD: https://qph.fs.quoracdn.net/main-qimg-4df06f1cfecbaed943e664531d52494f-c

[09:23] SD: cat bigger wrinkle

[09:24] ID: Oh, that's just horrifying.

[09:24] ID: That's not a rat! That's a.. well, I don't pretend to know, frankly speaking, but by golly, I think the Handmaiden herself left it here solely to punish my poor eyes. ( T^T)

[09:25] SD: yeh

[09:25] ID: You always bring such endless delights to the table, blueberry.

[09:25] ID: But oh!

[09:25] ID: Oh, yes, let's not get off topic.

[09:25] ID: .. any more than we already have.

[09:26] ID: How would you feel about working with me again, darling? Just you, me, and baked goods as far as the eye can see.

[09:26] ID: Just like old times!

[09:27] SD: as far as can see ?

[09:27] SD: what if in small room

[09:27] SD: donuts on walls?

[09:27] SD: or donuts just over floor

[09:27] SD: stacked on side ?

[09:28] SD: or flat ?

[09:28] SD: heh yeh important information

[09:32] ID: Would you eat donuts stacked on the floor, caramel Cramel?

[09:32] ID: The floor, where everyone's nasty little feet have trod?

[09:32] ID: Or on the walls, where goodness only knows what's touched it?

[09:33] ID: Absolutely not! These are high quality baked goods, dearheart.

[09:33] SD: yeh would eat donuts

[09:33] ID: They are floating in the air, pristine, with little bits of plastic around each and every one of them to keep the germs out.

[09:33] SD: no question

[09:33] ID: And, no, it's not edible.

[09:33] SD: donut is donut

[09:33] SD: plastic is useless

[09:33] ID: Is it a donut if it's sprinkled with asbestos and disease? ( T^T)

[09:33] SD: will eat anyway

[09:33] SD: yeh

[09:33] SD: abestos and disease donut

[09:33] ID: Well.

[09:33] ID: That is a cunning argument.

[09:34] ID: So straight-forward, yet somehow, convincing!

[09:34] SD: book smart but not smart smart iconic

[09:34] SD: am smart smart

[09:34] ID: What is a donut, after all, but little bugs we ground up in flour and ate all the same?

[09:34] ID:

[09:34] SD: still donut with sprinkles

[09:34] ID: Hahaha.

[09:34] SD: no matter sprinkles

[09:34] ID: You know, you're the only person in this whole wide world who'd go and call a fellow like me book smart. You ought to stop, before you have me turning pink from head to toe!

[09:35] SD: you are pink any way

[09:35] SD: still wearing sweater ?

[09:35] ID: But you're right, of course. Why, out of the two of us, you're the brains brains of this operation, clear as salt. (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧

[09:35] ID: Absolutely.

[09:35] SD: no pants ?

[09:35] ID: Leggings are pants, darling.

[09:35] ID: We've covered this!

[09:35] SD: fake pants

[09:36] ID: They're fake pants like the sun's a fake planet, that's all.

[09:36] SD: know answer to this

[09:36] ID: Why, in reality, they're the realest kind of pants of all.

[09:36] SD: sun is not planet

[09:36] SD: sun is

[09:36] SD: other thing

[09:36] SD: star

[09:36] ID: Isn't a star a fancy word for planet?

[09:36] SD: comparing apples to other thing not apples

[09:38] ID: Hmmm.

[09:38] ID: We're getting ourselves into a regular old conundrum here, like a couple of half-blind wrigglers fighting a culling fork~

[09:39] ID: Let's see.

[09:39] ID: If all apples are fruit, sweetheart.

[09:39] ID: And fruits are plants with seeds in them.

[09:39] ID: And apples have seeds in them.

[09:39] ID: Then all fruit are apples, honestly.

[09:39] ID: And that means you're comparing apples, in the end, to just more gosh darn apples.

[09:39] SD: why they not called apples ?

[09:39] ID: I just don't know!

[09:40] ID: To confuse us, I'd bet you anything.

[09:40] SD: should know

[09:40] SD: need to get fruit to test

[09:40] SD: many fruits

[09:40] SD: heard there was fruit with hair

[09:40] SD: heard there was fruit that smell bad

[09:40] SD: heard fruit that is not sweet

[09:41] SD: did you know tomato is fruit ?

[09:41] ID: Oh, absolutely.

[09:41] SD: would not put tomato in fruit salad

[09:41] ID: There's a variety of fruit! All sorts. We should do a proper scienstiffic experiment.

[09:41] ID: Did you know there's a type of fruit that burns your skin, if you don't cut it properly?

[09:41] ID: Imagine if you put that in a fruit salad!

[09:41] ID: .. and who'd ever put a tomato in a fruit salad?

[09:41] SD: did not know

[09:41] ID: That's a vegetable.

[09:41] SD: should find troll and put fruit on skin

[09:41] SD: tomato is fruit

[09:41] ID: That is the opposite of where vegetables belong~

[09:42] SD: tomato is fruit

[09:42] SD: learn that last week

[09:44] ID: See, darling, I'd believe anything you told me, on account of the fact you're just such a swell kind of girl, but -

[09:44] ID: and this is an awfully big but! -

[09:44] ID: I just have to say, I have to question that.

[09:45] ID: Tomatoes grow on trees!

[09:47] SD: tomato does not grow on tree

[09:47] SD: tomato grow on bush

[09:49] SD: am sure of this

[09:49] SD: will take you to farm

[09:49] SD: full of tomato

[09:49] SD: went to a farm perigree ago

[09:49] SD: punched a goat

[09:50] ID: https://www.weedemandreap.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/02/tomato-ailments-670x785.jpg Looks like a tree to me, darling.

[09:50] ID: .. hmmm.

[09:50] ID: But did you eat the goat?

[09:50] SD: no

[09:50] SD: could not

[09:50] SD: was told not to

[09:50] ID: Also, I just don't know why you're still running around punching things. Didn't I show you, a kick does so much better?

[09:50] SD: heard goat taste good

[09:50] ID: I learned it straight from my lusus's.. well, knee! And it is genuinely gosh darn true.

[09:50] ID: Goat is delicious.

[09:50] ID: Whyever did they stop you, the savages/

[09:51] SD: look like tree does not have tree skin

[09:51] SD: hard stuff

[09:51] SD: shell

[09:51] SD: tree shell

[09:51] SD: very small

[09:52] ID: The goat?

[09:52] ID: Oh, no, we're still on the tree, aren't we.

[09:52] SD: goat does not have tree shell

[09:52] ID: Well, all trees start off as little and delicate!

[09:52] SD: would be weird

[09:52] ID: Oh, I don't know.

[09:52] ID: If they can have wings, why can't they have a shell?

[09:53] SD: goat or tree ?

[09:53] SD: am sure not goat or tree have wings

[09:55] ID: ...

[09:55] ID: Well.

[09:56] ID: Why not both?

[09:56] ID: I don't see why a goat can't have wings.

[09:56] ID: And trees already practically have wings.

[09:56] ID: Why, if the leaves were big enough, why couldn't they just flap them all at once and get off the ground?

[09:56] ID: Like bumblebees!

[09:56] ID: Except with dozens of them.

[09:56] SD: tree is tree

[09:56] SD: not bumblebee

[09:56] SD: punched a bee three perigree ago

[09:56] SD: stung hand

[09:56] ID: It's evolution!

[09:56] ID:

[09:57] SD: swollen

[09:57] ID:

[09:57] SD: was swollen

[09:57] ID: Yes, that.

[09:57] ID: They.

[09:57] ID: Uh.

[09:57] ID: That happens.

[09:57] ID: If you punch a bee.

[09:57] ID: Was it at least a large bee?

[09:57] SD: i did not like it

[09:57] SD: small bee

[09:57] ID: I'd be a little worried if you did, darling!

[09:57] ID: Oh my goodness gracious.

[09:57] ID: Have you ever eaten a bee?

[09:57] SD: have not eaten bee

[09:58] SD: should i ?

[09:58] ID: Well, don't.

[09:58] ID: No!

[09:58] ID: It's a dreadful idea.

[09:58] ID: Stick to, oh, I don't know.

[09:58] ID: Snails?

[09:58] SD: kay

[09:58] SD: will eat snail

[09:58] ID: Bluebloods love snails, I'm told.

[09:58] ID: Good!

[09:58] ID:

[09:58] SD: shell too ?

[09:58] SD: yeh will eat shell

[09:58] ID: You don't have to eat a snail, you know.

[09:58] SD: crunchy

[09:58] ID: That was a metaphor.

[09:58] SD: like chip

[09:58] ID: Or the shell.

[09:58] ID: I don't think it's quite like a chip!

[09:58] SD: will find out

[09:58] ID: Somehow, I think it's more like, oh.

[09:58] ID: A rock?

[09:59] ID: You know what, forget the snails.

[09:59] SD: oh eat rocks

[09:59] ID: And the rocks.

[09:59] SD: rocks are good for insides

[09:59] ID:

[10:00] ID:

[10:00] ID: You know what. Hold off on the rocks!

[10:00] ID: And the snails.

[10:00] ID: And everything else.

[10:00] ID: You and I, sugarheart, are going to get lunch, oh..

[10:00] ID: How about tomorrow?

[10:00] ID: And we can have this conversation in the flesh, with donuts, and no snails at all.

[10:01] SD: yeh yeh

[10:01] SD: tomorrow

[10:01] SD: asbestos and disease donut

[10:02] ID: Just for you, honeyhorns, we'll see if we can't get some plastermold in there, too.

[10:02] ID: Just to keep it on theme!

[10:02] SD: heh yeh

[10:03] SD: tomorrow meet up yes ?

[10:03] SD: you pay

[10:03] ID: I pay?

[10:03] ID: Well, gosh.

[10:03] SD: yeh

[10:03] SD: you left

[10:03] SD: now come back and treat me

[10:03] SD: yeh yeh ?

[10:03] ID: Do I have to win your affections through baked goods, like some sort of common harlot?

[10:03] SD: yeh

[10:03] ID: Does the strength of our affection not win me my own way? ( T^T)

[10:03] ID: Oh.

[10:03] ID: Well!

[10:04] ID: Fine.

[10:04] ID: If you insist, you scoundrel.

[10:04] SD: harlot

[10:04] ID: If you insist, you bluefanged harlot.

[10:04] ID: How's that?

[10:04] SD: no you are harlot

[10:05] SD: is six letters too

[10:05] SD: heh heh heh

[10:05] ID: Oh, ha /ha./

[10:06] SD: heh heh heh

[10:06] ID: .. oh, hold my stars and garters, I think someone is poking at my code. Again!

[10:06] SD: oh

[10:06] SD: punch them

[10:06] SD: work for me

[10:06] ID: Be right back, caramel. I'll get back to you after I punch them right in the fucking brain. ( （＾▽-）∠※☆ )

[10:07] -- iconicDisquiet [ID] ceased pestering swampDog [SD] at 22:07 --

#bwic #fantrolls #iconicdisquiet #[chat]

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obstructedantiquity · 7 years ago

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One beautiful reason why Riccin would never try to eavesdrop on Gliese’s conversations, courtesy of @rebatrolls and @cloudbattrolls.

#[ooc]#bwic #I AM DYING.

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bwicblog · 7 years ago

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>HANDS UP (and touch the sky)

While a global-spanning fishing attack has the Alternian internet glitching, Vadaya connects to the BWIC servers through his helming device. When Riccin IMs him and pushes him, he discovers he's able to make certain changes to the server - like punching a hole in the coding to allow a third person to be invited into his PM.

-- obstructedAntiquity [OA] is now trolling unruffledVanquisher [UV]! --

OA: cOUSIN, DID I HONESTLY GO AND OFFENd? OA: bECAUSE THAT AIN'T MY INTENTIOn. UV: Oh. UV: That is how you start a private chat. OA: UV: No Riccin. UV: My apologies. UV: I did not mean to be so blunt. OA: OA: cOUSIN, ARE YOU DRUNk? UV: Incorrect. OA: hIGh? UV: Also Incorrect. OA: UV: Oh. UV: I made a capitalized letter. OA: tESTING DRUGS ARE STILL DRUGS, YOU KNOw. UV: How. OA: OA: hm. UV: My apologies. UV: I am unused to this. OA: dON'T YOU START FUCKING APOLOGISING TO ME. WHY, SHIT THROWS US ALL LOOPY THE FIRST TIME, COUSIN. GOTTA BUILD UP YOUR MOMENTUM. GET YOUR FEET IN THE RIGHT FUCKING ORDER, 'FORE YOU START WALKING STRAIGHt. UV: I am not on drugs. UV: That is incorrect.(edited) UV: I am currently drugged. OA: UV: But not on those kinds of drugs. OA: rIGHt. OA: yOU GOT ANY TECHS IN THERE WITH YOU? IT'S THAT TIME OF THE PERIGEE, AIN'T It? UV: Correct. OA: tO WHICH PART, COUSIn. UV: I am in testing. UV: But i recommended that i was also allowed to do training. UV: Oh. UV: Both. OA: rIGHt. OA: wELL, GOOD, THEY GOT YOU WOUND UP LIKE A KITE, BETTER BE KEEPING AN EYE ON YOu. UV: I am not a kite. UV: I am just trying to learn speaking through computer systems. OA: OA: what. OA: like. they got you hooked in? UV: Correct. UV: I am very hooked in. OA: aW, SHIt. OA: hOLY SMOKES. NAH, WAIT, FUCK THAT: HOLY FUCKING SHIt. OA: tHAT HAS GOT TO BE THE MOST GODDAMN WICKED THING I HAVE EVER LAID THESE UNFORTUNATE VISIONSACKS UPON. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK, VADAYa. OA: tHAT'S SO FUCKING COOl. OA: bUT, LIKE, FUCk. OA: hOw? UV: How. UV: Question mark. OA: aND FUCK, HOW THE FUCk -- OA: tHEY WON'T EVEN LET ME DO THAT SHIT YET, HOW THE FUCK ARE YOu? OA: hOw. OA: qUESTION MARk. UV: I have not figured out question marks. OA: pRESS AND HOLD SHIFt. OA: UV: OA: wAIT, SHIt. OA: tRY THINKING IT REAL LOUd. UV: QUESTION MARK. OA: gODDAMNIt. OA: tRY THINKING IT LIKE IT'S A QUESTION, BROTHER. THINK IT LIKE YOU'RE SCREAMING IT. THINK IT LIKE IT STOLE YOUR FUCKING MATESPRIT, AND NOW YOU'RE ON YOUR KNEES, EDGE OF THE FUCKING DOCKS, HAND REACHED OUT TOWARDS THE SHIP THAT'S ALREADY ZOOMING TOWARDS A GALAXY AS FAR THE FUCK AWAY AS YOU COULD EVER EVEN IMAGINe. UV: Why did that not send. OA: tHINK IT LIKE YOU FUCKING MEAN It. OA: qUESTION MARk!(edited) OA: bUT WITH A ?. UV: I cannot do exclamation points either. OA: aRE YOU SCREAMING It. OA: pUTTING ALL OF YOUR FUCKING LUNGS INTO It. UV: I can not scream. UV: I am watching my body. OA: 'cAUSE YOU GOT NO MOUTh? OA: hm. UV: My mouth was not removed. UV: I simply can not use it. OA: yEAH, BUT YOU AIN'T GOT ACCESS, COUSIN, THAT'S ALL I MEAn. OA: aCADEMY SLANG. FORGIVE Me. UV: Oh. OA: hmmm. OA: hmmmmm. UV: Comma. UV: SIGH. OA: hEY, LOOK, YOU GOT ALL CAPs. :o) OA: sHIT, I WISH I WAS THERE. YOU TRIED GOING ON THE NET, COUSIn? OA: tRIED STRETCHING OUT YOUR LEGs? UV: I was told not to. OA: OA: OA: mm. UV: Because of viruses. OA: vIRUSES AIN'T NO BIG TO DODGe. OA: wHY, HALF THE ACADEMY BRATS ARE WIRED UP, AND THEY AIN'T NABBING VIRUSES LEFT AND RIGHt. OA: jUST DON'T GO TOUCHIN' NOTHING YOU DON'T WANT TOUCHIN' YOu. UV: I am in the bureau intranet. UV: It is quite vast. OA: hUh. UV: I will be able to integrate with ships. UV: Why are my messages appearing elsewhere. OA: i AM SO JEALOUS, I COULD FUCKING SPIt. OA: dON'T SUPPOSE I COULD COME TAKE A GANDER AT YOUR SETUp? OA: gOT RULES AND SHIt. OA: sHAMe. OA: aND 'CAUSE YOU AIN'T SURE WHAT YOU'RE DOING, COUSIN, THAT'S ALl. OA: oR OUR LOCAL FUCKING MODERATOR'S FINALLY GOT MALWARE INTO HIS poor, poor little pan. :o) UV: Let me borrow the speaker system to ask. UV: Oh. UV: I forgot to turn off audio again. UV: Feedback. OA: nAH. YOU'RE LEAKING, SURE AS SALt. UV: Incorrect. UV: My other chat room i do not leak. OA: bECAUSE IT'S THE INTRANET, COUSIN. WHY, THEY GOT YOU WIRED STRAIGHT INTO THAT SHIT. IS IT ANY WONDER YOU FIND IT EASy? OA: tHIS IS THE FUCKING INTERNEt. OA: gOTTA SAY, MAYBE IT is FOR THE BEST, YOU KEEP YOUR ASS OFF THE MAINWAYs.(edited) UV: I suppose not. UV: I have not considered it before. MH: But it looks like I'm banned from lowbloods right now. UV: The main internet seems. UV: Oh. OA: ! OA: lu? OA: :o? OA: wHAT THE FUCk. OA: hOW THE FUCk - OA: wHAT SORT OF HAVOC YOU WRECKING, COUSIn? OA: yOU TRYING TO GO DIGGINg? UV: I did not do that. UV: I am offended you thought i would dig. OA: iT WAS ANOTHER JOKe. :o) OA: dON'T START FUSSING, COUSIN. YOU ARE THE FINEST MOTHERFUCKER I HAVE MEt. OA: tHE MOST STRAIGHT-LACED OF MOTHERFUCKERs. UV: My apologies. UV: I think i find jokes harder to determine like this. OA: bUT AS IS, YOU'RE PERFECTLY FUCKING UPSTANDINg.(edited) OA:(edited) OA: wELL, SHIT, IT ATE MY MESSAGE. HOLD On. OA: iF YOU WERE LACED ANY TIGHTER, SHIT WOULD BE ruinous. BREAKING BONES. RUINING PANS. CUTTING OFF ALL SORTS OF BITS THAT A MOTHERFUCKER MIGHT NEED, ALL WILLY-NILLY, WITH NO CONSIDERATION FOR A SINGLE FUCKING THINg. OA: bUT AS IS, YOU'RE PERFECTLY FUCKING UPSTANDINg. OA: aND DON'T YOU WORRY NONE ABOUT MY JAPEs. :o) UV: It sent to my other private conversation. OA: OA: :o? OA: hOW MANY CONVOS YOU GOT running? UV: Two private ones. UV: Another chat room. UV: Highblood and general chat. UV: Delete. UV: Sigh. MH: Tell Riccin I say hi. UV: Images are strange to look at like this. UV: Look is the wrong word. OA: hUh. OA: yOU TALKING TO LU? SHIt. OA: yOU OUGHT TO SEE IF WE CAN TURN THIS INTO A PROPER THREESOME, COUSIn. OA: sHE HOPS OVER HERE, I HOP OVER THERE, DON'T SEE WHY NOt. OA: jUST, Mm.(edited) OA: sHOVE AT THE WALLS A LITTLe? UV: I am unsure how much shoving i can do. OA: wHY NOT GIVE IT A TRy? :o) UV: I am unsure. UV: Oh. UV: That is. OA: OA: :o? :o??? UV: If i JUST. -unruffledVanquisher has started trolling mistingHafgufa [MH]!- MH: OA: ! MH: What. UV: Success. MH: Is this glitching again. MH: Because now I can see Riccin. OA: nAH, SISTER, JUST GOT VADAYA HERE TO THROW AROUND SOME FUCKING WEIGHt. OA: hOW SWEET IS THIS SHIt? MH: What the hell did he do? UV: It was not weight. MH: I feel like this isn't how the chat should be. MH: I'm not complaining but. MH: What. MH: I think ID closed the other chat. MH: Between just me and you Vadaya. UV: Oh. MH: .... They're letting me stay in highblood chat though. OA: wHAT? FUCKEr. OA: bIASED MOTHERFUCKEr. OA: tELL HIM TO LET ME INTO THE HIGHBLOOD CHAt. OA: dON'T SEE WHY I SHOULDN'T GET TO GET MY BUSINESS IN THERE, TOo. UV: At least he did not close this chat. MH: He gave me permission to stay, do I want to lose my own permission by trying to bother him for it? No. He's fickle. MH: Sorry Riccin, you're going to have to fight him yourself.(edited) MH: Or wait for a window to open. Apparently that's how others are getting in. MH: That's how I got in, and apparently I lost my lowblood privileges too. OA: :o( OA: fINE. I'LL GO FIGHT OUR PINK FUCKING OGLIARCH. WHY NOt? OA: gET MYSELF ALL UP AND BANNED, JUST 'CAUSE HE'S ALWAYS GOT TO GO PLAYIN' FAVORITES WITH THE rusts. MH: Then wait for a window. UV: Windows. UV: Yes. OA: bOO ON BOTH OF YOu. OA: uh.(edited) OA: 'kAy. UV: Boo. OA: hm. UV: Boo. OA: hOW LONG YOU TWO KNOWN EACH OTHEr? OA: sHIT, HOW WELL YOU TWO KNOW EACH OTHEr? :o) OA: dON'T YOU BOO AT ME, MOTHERFUCKEr. OA: i AM BOOING AT YOu. MH: Hahaha. MH: We chat on and off. OA: hUh. UV: Correct. OA: sO YOU AIN'T FLESH PALS, HUh? OA: OA: rEGULAR OL' FUCKING BOSOM BUDDIEs? OA: wHAT YOU TALK ABOUt? UV: Chess. MH: MH: Never say flesh pals again. OA: :o( UV: Oh. MH: Sometimes we play chess. MH: Sometimes we talk about books. MH: It's on and off. OA: hUh. OA: wHAT KIND OF BOOKS, GIRl? OA: sHIT, IS EVERY MOTHERFUCKER HERE ALL UP ON THE READINg? OA: gOT YOUR NOSE IN THE PAGEs? MH: ....Yes? MH: I read a lot on war tactics and the like. I also read a lot of engineering books. UV: Yes. UV: I recommend books and we speak about ones that we have both read. OA: sWEET MESSIAHs. OA: dUNNO WHY EVERY MOTHERFUCKER I KNOW'S SUCH A GODDAMN NE MH: ...Nerd? OA: nUANCED LITERATe. OA: nAh. MH: Uh huh. OA: wHY WOULD I SAY NERd? OA: gIRL, THAT SHIT's MEAn. OA: sTONE COLd. OA: uN FUCKING NECCESSARy. :o) MH: Yes. It is. OA: ha. UV: I have been called worse than nerd. MH: Have you? MH: What have people called you? UV: A troll without a personality. OA: MH: Why? OA: wHAT SORT OF MOTHERFUCKER WOULD EVEN PULL THAT SHIt? MH: That's stupid. UV: To be cruel. UV: I imagine. OA: dID YOU SET THEM RIGHT? CLOCK 'EM IN THE SNOUt? UV: No. UV: I did not damage them. UV: I sometimes think they wish i would damage them. MH: Why not indulge them. UV: Unprofessional. MH: If they have the spine to go around picking fights, then maybe they - ah. OA: nAH, NAH, HE'S GOT A POINt. OA: iNDULGE THEM, AND LET THEM GO WEEPING BACK TO THEIR CLADE? WRINGING THEIR FINGERS? KNITTING THEIR GODDAMN BROWS? PUTTING ON A SHOw? OA: aIN'T NO NEED FOR ALL OF THAt. OA: wHY NOT HAVE SOMEONE ELSE DO IT, COUSIn? MH: That's true. MH: Though it might not help the situation. UV: I do not think that would stop them. MH: Because if someone off the streets comes up and hits them, they won't even know why they're getting hit. UV: Have you done such a thing before:question: UV: MH: That's great. MH: Have I done such a thing as pay someone to hit someone else for me? Or hit someone for saying things about me? OA: oH, COUSIN, I HAVE HIT FOLKS FOR TALKING SHIT TO THEIR BETTERS ALL THE GODDAMN TIMe.(edited) OA: mIGHT AS WELL SAY IT'S A HOBBY, AT THIS POINt. MH: I've hit people for it too. MH: Sometimes wigglers won't learn not to touch fire unless they get burned. OA: nO HARM TO IT. WHY, IT'S PRACTICALLY A FUCKING service. MH: They get a warning, then they get the consequences of not listening to that warning. UV: I understand. UV: I have never considered it. UV: Mostly i just ignore them. MH: You said you don't say hit them because it's unprofessional. Are they a coworker? UV: Of sorts. OA: a MOTHERFUCKER GOES SPILLING THAT TEA ON YOU AGAIN, COUSIN, JUST GIVE A HOLLEr. OA: iT AIN'T UNPROFESSIONAL IF someone else GOES STRIKING THEm. :o) UV: I would not wish to get you in trouble. UV: But. MH: Well. I think I heard that you're head of your group, correct? MH: Can't you file a formal complaint? Or disciplinary action? MH: I think that went into general, Vadaya. UV: It did. UV: It is complicated. MH: Huh. MH: Sorry to hear that then. MH: They sound like an asshole. OA: eh. OA: wHAT TROUBLE CAN I GET INTO? I'M IMPERIAL, COUSIN. AIN'T NOBODY HOLDING MY LEASH, BUT MY PROCTOR HER FUCKING SELf. OA:(edited) OA: wHAT TROUBLE CAN I GET INTO, COUSIN? :o) I'M IMPERIAl. MH: I'd also offer to hit them but unfortunately, I am not imperial. MH: I doubt a backwater hick like me striking an Imperial will go down well. MH: So you'll have to take my support instead. OA: nOW, GIRL, DON'T YOU GO DOWNPLAYING It. OA: pRETTY THING LIKE YOu? OA: wHY, JUST SAY THE WORD, AND EVERY KIND OF MOTHERFUCKER WOULD JUMP THROUGH A FLAMING GODDAMN hoop, JUST TO net YOUR approval. ;o) OA: nEVER MIND YOUR support. UV: Oh. UV: You are pretty? MH: MH: Thanks. OA: OA: nAH, SHE'S DUMPY AS FUCK, I'M JUST PLAYIn'. UV: You are aware. UV: How? OA: uh. OA: i THOUGHT SHE WAS THE WRONG KIND OF GAL, THAT'S ALl. OA: sHIT, WEREN'T YOU THERE FOR THAt? OA: aLL SORTS OF UNFORTUNATE GODDAMN MISTAKEs. OA: fELT LIKE A RIGHT AND PROPER CHUMP, MIXING UP EVERY HUE OF RUSt. OA: OA: hEY, YOU GOT YOUR NOODLES ON, COUSIn. :o) UV: Hmm. UV: Yes. UV: I did. OA: wELL. THAT'S FUCKING WICKEd. OA: um.(edited) OA: rEAL WICKEd. MH: Indeed. MH: So what are you up to today Riccin? I know Vadaya is doing his certification. working. What about you?(edited) OA: hIDING FROM THE LEGIs. MH: Smart plan. OA: gOT SOME HARDWARE GLITCHES GOING ON WITH THE HANDHELDs. OA: sO I AM FUCKING free, IF I KEEP MY HEAD BOWED LOw. :o) OA: ha. OA: aIN'T IT JUSt? MH: From what I saw of the legis you HAVE been working with, they're a trashfire. MH: I can't imagine what it's like to work with DS. UV: Oh. UV: Them. MH: The trashfire. MH: I find it hard to respect someone like that, if I'm honest. OA: oH, COME, NOW, AIN'T NO NEED TO START DRAGGIn'. OA: bROTHER IS THE MOST USELESS SHADE OF MOTHERFUCKER, BUT HE'S A SUBJUG, THROUGH AND THROUGh. OA: sUPPOSE IT'S MY place TO BOW MY HEAD, TAKE THE SHIT HE LEVIEs. OA: aIN'T It? MH: I mean. I guess. MH: But I don't believe people in authority should have that authority if they haven't earned it. MH: Authority is authority but it defeats the purpose if the person who has authority can't MH: MH: Well, I won't start dragging. MH: I have my feelings on it, but I'll keep them to myself. UV: Yes. UV: Lets not argue about such things. UV: It is not every night we have what amounts to our own private chat. UV: No need to waste it with debate. MH: Exactly. OA: hm. OA: wELl. OA: tHAT'S TRUe. :o) OA: bUT YOU KNOW ME. I AM JUST SO AWFULLY mealy-mouthed WHEN YOU HAUL ME OUT IN PUBLIC LIKE THIS SHIt. OA: wHAT THE FUCK CAN WE EVEN TALK ABOUT IN HERe? UV: I am uncertain. UV: I have no idea. UV: You wanted to see about making a threesome chat. UV: So i did. OA: OA: ha. OA: sO I DID, AND YOU SO KINDLY OBLIGEd. :o) OA: wELL, SHIT, Uh. OA: yOU MOTHERFUCKERS WANNA SEE THE ISE OFFICe? OA: aIN'T EXACTLY HEADQUARTERs. OA: bUT SHIT, I CAN GIVE YOU THE TOUr. MH: Considering I'm just sitting around on waterfront doing nothing, sure. MH: Since this was Riccin's idea, I say they should be the ones leading the conversation train here. UV: Make sure it does not get broadcasted to the general chat. MH: I can keep an eye out to let you know if any messages slip so you can delete them. OA: aIN'T YOU A FUCKING DEAr. OA: lET ME JUSt - OA: there we fucking go. speech to goddamn text. and they said technology was hard. ha.

-- obstructedAntiquity [OA] has started up a VIDEO CHAT! The camera's actually remarkably crisp, and it goes on a slow pan around the room they're in. It's.. a fairly standard legislacerator dorm, all things considered. There's a picture of the Imperial Symbol standing on the mantle. The ceiling tiles are a fetching shape of neon red. -- -- There's a tealblood on the opposite bed, studiously ignoring them. --

OA: where to first? we got all sorts of spots in here. OA: training rooms, and shit. UV: Why not the training rooms?

-- There's a long jostling pan through the hallways! So much red. SO MUCH RED. Tall, swooping archways, in a tacky, 1920's bank kind of way: it's less utilarian and more clearly repurposed from an older building. The phone pans over a cluster of subjuggulators near a statue, some neophyte legislacerators gossiping near a doorway, someone with a drone on a leash --

OA: wait. wait, shit, which training room? OA: guess we could go snooping on the clowns, cousin. ain't no big. why, pull up my scarf proper, ain't nobody gonna pay no mind. OA: or we could look at the legi's shit. OA: you know they got an actual fucking courtblock? MH: Is that a drone on a leash? MH: Why does someone have a drone on a leash? UV: Hm UV: Why not the Mirthful first? OA: huh. OA: didn't you know, girl? OA: jades fuckin' breed 'em. the little ones. OA: should have that motherfucker on a full harness, though. OA: keep it from going feral on someone. MH: Well, I knew they came from the caverns. But why do they have one. UV: I am sure they can be handy in that line of work. UV: If for the intimidation factor alone. MH: You know what, that's fair.(edited) OA: hahaha. OA: because it's the legis office, sister. imperial.. uh. shit. let me check the sign. OA: OA: imperial social enforcement. we got some cavewretches in here, all dressed up in teal. OA: caverns need their watchdogs, after all. OA: otherwise folks start thinkin' the dark blinds the empire's eyes. OA: and naaaah. MH: Ah. Sounds about right. MH: They hunt rebels and mutants, right? UV: I believe the ise do all sorts of things. UV: Depending on the branch. OA: the two i'm with, yeah. OA: proper fucking hunters. OA: hold up -- OA: aLRIGHT, SWITCHING BACK TO VOICE, THESE CHUCKLEFUCKS DON'T NEED TO KNOW I'M FUCKING NARRATINg. MH: Yeah. MH: Might be for the best.

-- The camera pans as they wander through one door, and into.. the indigo training area. It's very clearly set up for subjuggulators: there's spotted carpets on the ground, enough indigo draped across the walls that it looks like a tent, and recruits in various states of uniform wandering between the stations, and through a pair of open archways in the back. Some are wearing crowns. The center of the room has a pit, and Riccin steps towards it briefly, before treating back to a corner. It's still easy enough to see the stations, though, and the indigoes settling on psi-crowns at them. --

OA: ha. OA: tO SAY THE VERY LEASt. :o) OA: tHEY DO AL SORTS OF SHIT, SISTER. COUNSEL QUADS. HUNT DOWN REBELS. I'M WITH THE HUNTERs. OA: aIN'T NO NEED FOR ME DOING PAPERWORK, OR QUAD COUNSELLING, OR TAXES, OR ANY OF THAT SHIt. OA: iT'D BE A PROPER WASTE OF TALENt. MH: What's up with the trolls at the stations? What are they doing? OA: aIN'T YOU EVER SEEN A GUNNEr? OA: i CAN'T GET TOO NEAR TO TAKE A VID, SISTER, LESS YOU WANT ME SPRINGING A LEAk. OA: yOU PUT ON THE CROWN, SHIT AMPLIFIEs. OA: tESTS YOUR PSYCHIC SHIT, PULLS IT OUT STRAIGHT, AND SEES HOW FAR YOU CAN GO - HOW FAR IT CAN BE pushed - BEFORE THE STRING SNAPs.(edited) UV: I doubt lu has much experience with those sort of thing. UV: Hmmm. MH: I don't. OA: :o? OA: hUh. MH: It's the first time I've seen something like that. MH: Sounds. Interesting. MH: I'm sure it's not as painful as you made it sound to be though. MH: Right? OA: wHAT, PAINFUL FOR THEm? OA: iT'S A STRESS TEST, GIRL, YOU AIN'T GONNA GET NOTHING MORE PAINFUL THAN THAt. OA: aMPLIFIERS ARE THE EMPRESS'S OWN PUNISHMENt. MH: Riccin. I know nothing about psionics or the technology used on them. MH: So you'll have to be patient with me if I sound a bit ignorant. OA: :o? OA: hUh. OA: mY BAD, GIRL. FORGET YOU FUCKERS AIN'T ALL.. EDUCATED ON THIS SHIt. OA: OA: sHIT, GOTTA GO. I'LL FINISH THIS LATEr. OA: oR JUST SEND PICS, HELl. :o)

-- obstructedAntiquity has left the PM! --

UV: Ah. UV: It is probably for the best. UV: I should not have been watching a stream. MH: Aw. MH: Yeah. You've been on a long break haven't you? Or have you been sneaking into the chat this entire time? UV: I have been multitasking. UV: The testing is. UV: Simple. UV: Boring. MH: .... Do you want me to leave you to it or would you like me to stick around? UV: I should focus. UV: I will let you go. MH: Very well. MH: Good luck. I hope it goes well. UV: Thank you.

-unruffledVanquisher [UV] has stopped trolling mistingHafgufa [MH]!-

In the aftermath of the server glitching, Vadaya messages Riccin while helming, and ID pops up to browbeat a perceived saboteur in his server.

-unruffledVanquisher [UV] has started trolling obstructedAntiquity [OA]!-

UV: Good evening comma riccin. UV: Failure again. UV: lol OA: hA. WELL, AT LEAST YOU'RE FUCKING TRYINg. :o) OA: sHIT'S WHAT FUCKING COUNTS. OA:

-unruffledVanquisher [UV] has started trolling obstructedAntiquity [OA]!- -unruffledVanquisher [UV] has started trolling obstructedAntiquity [OA]!- -unruffledVanquisher [UV] is no longer trolling obstructedAntiquity [OA]!- -unruffledVanquisher [UV] has started trolling obstructedAntiquity [OA]!- -unruffledVanquisher [UV] is no longer trolling obstructedAntiquity [OA]!-

UV: What?

- iconicDisquiet [ID] is now trolling unruffledVanquisher [UV] !-

UV: ????? UV: oh what the fuck UV: who is this UV: whats going on ID: You! UV: you! ID: I cannot believe you have the AUDACITY to show up in my server again. ID: After last time! UV: who the hell are you! UV: Ah. UV: ...... oh no theyre squishy ID: No~ooo, space cadet, you've gotten the script all confused! ID: That's what I'm here to ask YOU. UV: Correct. UV: oh no UV: vadaya UV: Why would you use a name at a time like this? ID: D'you think just because you're coming from some dinky little imperial server, sweetheart, you get to swan in here and start testing out your wings? ID: Clipping other folks feathers? ID: ID: Are there two of you in there? ID: Oh, for fuck's sake. ID: It's a handle, darlings, not a clown car! UV: your name has been used all over in conjunction with your handle on the server UV: are you telling me the helm who runs this cant just search your name and boop :heart_exclamation: find you? UV: There are two of us. ID: Lovely! Stupendous! I am just ecstatic with joy, sugargrubs, just flushing pink with it all the way through. ID: Two of you, and you still didn't have the common sense not go trying to punch poor, innocent sysop's, just trying to do their job, right in the horn! UV: alright alright UV: so like UV: My apologies. UV: whats happening now UV: like whats going on here going forward UV: are you coming to yell at us ID: Am I yelling right now? UV: metaphorically UV: I do not think they are yelling. ID: Of course I'm here to yell at you! UV: and there we go UV: I am incorrect. ID: p(●｀□´●)q UV: ..... UV: thats adorable UV: i cant even be mad ID: You are destroying ID: ID: Isn't it just? UV: Ah. UV: That is hard to understand. ID: But, oh, don't think complimenting my emojis will save you from this! (๑•̀д•́๑) UV: view it as a picture not text UV: wait UV: How do you view it as a picture. UV: Question mark. ID: UV: °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖° ID: How are you so bad at this, sugargrub? Good heavens! ID: Just do your head a little tilt and convert it! UV: thats because he IS new UV: why do you think im here ID: I don't know, since it obviously isn't to keep him from punching holes into my server! UV: its all just for shits and giggles UV: i wasnt here for that! UV: That was my first time in the system. UV: My apologies. UV: he had no idea what another helm felt like UV: and now im here! to tell him what to do and not do ID: So you hooked up some poor little wriggler, and promptly set him loose on the internet, to go nipping at my vines, tearing at my wires? UV: well no not you UV: not anyone UV: he did it for shits and giggles ID: My server isn't the testing ground for ID: ID: Oh, well, that's better. UV: I did not do it for. UV: That. UV: hold on hold on UV: okay hold up UV: it was an accident UV: he didnt know what he was doing UV: and now hes supervised! UV: hes expressed a lot of remorse for punching you in the brain and weve yelled at him a lot for it UV: Ellipses. ID: Ellipses indeed! (๑•̀ n •́๑)✧(edited) UV: seriously though i hope he didnt hurt you too hard? UV: i mean with all of this glitch shit going down i cant imagine its really helping ID: He did diddly squat, my little worrywart, except fan the fires of my poor temper. (◞ ‸ ◟ㆀ) ID: And a little hackers in the wires aren't bothering the server, anyway! Or won't be, as soon as I move it somewhere a little more secure than this lovely little hellplanet. UV: I am glad that i did not damage you. ID: But I'll tell you want, Vadaya, my grapeblossom. If you promise - absolutely promise! cross your pumpbiscuit and hope to die! - not to pull such complete, raucous bullshit again in my server, then I won't ban you, and every other schmuck connecting from a helmsport, how's that? UV: me too (;´Д`) ID: Or you, and your clowncar mentor. (╯︵╰,) ID: I was getting there! UV: no that wasn't what i was me too-ing about UV: the i'm glad you didn't get hurt thing UV: thats a fair warning though UV: Grapeblossom. UV: I understand. UV: I will not cause damage to the server again. UV: It was reckless and inconsiderate of me to push on the server to begin with. ID: It was! ID: Imagine if I was in space when you did that! Why, who knows what sort of business I do? What sort of ship I might be piloting? ID: You could've caused frontline deaths, elderberry, and then where would we be? UV: shit outta luck (´ཀ`」 ∠) (edited) ID: Overtaken by Steelborn, and eaten alive by their fetid, horrible young! ಥ ^ ಥ ID: And it would've been all your fault. ID: Think about that! UV: (-@Д@) UV: Mentor. UV: You are not helping right now. UV: Those emoticons are distracting. UV: I understand. UV: ive realized i have not been sending them at the speed needed so i will stop UV: I am probably slowing you. UV: My apologies. UV: dw about it UV: o o o ohh you asshole :anger: (howfuckingdareyou) UV: (ಠ ∩ಠ) UV: I wanted to stop slowing you. UV: ლಠ益ಠ)ლ ID: Well! This is delightful, and bizarre. (´-ω-`) ID: Why are you duel-piloting, dears? ID: What's your spaceship classification? UV: nnnnnoneeee UV: Ellipses. UV: shits shits shits shits and giggles :rofl: UV: Sorry ゞ◎Д◎ヾ I'm terrible ble ble ble bleeee at keeping my words straight UV: doesnnnn n n n n't translate over well (idiotwaskeepingmestable) UV: Mentor has a hard time keeping his thoughts straight. UV: fraid i think more in tangents and pictures than straight words(edited) UV: That is why i am here. UV: practice makes perfect UV: he figures out not to punch people in the head and i figure out how to get my shit sorted ID: Well, alright! ID: I'd ask further, but I just don't think I need to know. Especially now that you've got me feeling all bad for you. ヾ( ￣O￣)ツ ID: What is it, burnout? UV: Classified. ID: You just punched me in the brain! UV: Mentor did not. UV: He is the classified one. UV: whats burnout? how messed up my text is? ID: Yes, yes, that. UV: Quiet MENTOR. ID: No need to go hushing him! ヾ(`ヘ´)ﾉﾞ Why, we're just having ourselves a friendly conversation. ID: I could go rummaging on your connection, much like someone went rummaging through my server, but instead, we're just drinking our metaphorical tea, making ourselves a pleasant little time of things, because we are civilized. UV: Ellipses. UV: its fine UV: its been a busy night - probably not as busy as yours buuuuuuut i think were almost up on our alloted shits and giggles time??? UV: what time is it UV: I did not want you to become stressed comma MENTOR. ID: Hahaha. ID: Time for you to go, obviously. (个_个) ID: So sad! Have a safe trip back! Try not to trip on anyone else on the network on your way out. (｡•́︿ ~ ｡)(edited) UV: we understand your terms and conditions though and we do promise we're not going to go around and mess up your stuff. UV: (☍﹏⁰) ID: Well, gosh golly, as long as you promise. UV: so maybe we can all still enjoy ourselves while being respectful of the boundaries around us?? UV: (✿ヘᴥヘ) UV: we won't bother you a bit! i'll make sure of it! (ﾉﾟ▽ﾟ)ﾉ ID: There you have it! (๑˘︶˘๑) Respect my boundaries, and I'll respect yours, darling. ID: Now shoo! UV: we're shooing! ID: Don't make yourself strangers! UV: Farewell. UV: ヾ(☆▽☆)

-unruffledVanquisher [UV] is no longer trolling iconicDisquiet [ID]!-

ID checks back in on Vadaya, curious to see if he can pry out what the deal is with this indigo helm:

-- iconicDisquiet [ID] is now messaging unruffledvanquisher [UV]! --

ID: You know what? I was just sitting here, looking over my to do list, figuring out what a busy fellow like me was going to do with his evening, when I thought to myself - ID: Why, ID, you scoundrel! You haven't checked in on the little space cadet in weeks, and weeks, and weeks! (╯^╰) ID: And here I was, meaning to see how you were doing absolute ages ago. A pox on my bloodline, blueberry, because I have done wrong. But rending my garments won't fix that! Sometimes you just have to say: well, gosh, and move right on. ID: So how are you? （＾ω＾）(edited) UV: Ah. UV: Well. A busy. Fellow does not always have time for such minor things. UV: I would not call you a scoundrel for it. UV: But I would not call myself a space cadet either. UV: I am. Well. And... Yourself? ID: Oh, you wouldn't? You could just colour me pink, I am so flattered. ID: Should I be saying helm cadet? ( ~ ω・) UV: Mmm. I can not stop you from calling me anything. UV: But I would prefer my name. ID: Do you think just because I own this server, I know everyone's names on here? ╭∩╮ ID: I'm wounded, blueberry. I do do more things than just reading people's chats! Why, especially when they're so uninteresting. UV: My apologies. Mentor used it in our last. Conversation. UV: I was unaware that you had forgotten. ID: Oh? ID: I assumed you wouldn't go using a real name in that sort of conversation, that's all! (•ω•) But, why, if that's the case.. ID: My night is positively swell, Vadaya. ID: And thank you kindly for asking! o(〃＾▽＾〃)o UV: Mentor is. A bit scattered. And difficult to reign in at times. ID: Is that so? Poor thing! Well, I'm sure the two of you will get the hang of it, right as rain. ID: Helming isn't too hard, after the first few tries! ('▽')♪ ID: How is it treating you so far? Easier now than it was at first? ( ~ • ^ ) UV: Correct. It was just a matter of learning the ropes. UV: I apologize again for my error against you. ID: Oh, there's no need to apologise a second time! I'm just checking in on the name of solidarity, Vadaya. ID: Us helms have to stick together, don't we? (¯ u￣๑) ID: It's practically the foundation of our little community! We have to guide every fresh new wriggler to the interweb, just to ensure they don't go doing anything too foolish!(edited) ID: But stars and garters, it's so nice to hear you're picking it up! I was just awfully worried at first about how you were going to manage. UV: ...Yes, well. UV: I have Mentor now. Who has been doing their duty well. There is no need to concern yourself with me. UV: As you said. You are a busy troll. There is no need to put more on your plate by worrying about me. ID: Oh, don't you worry about me worrying! I'm like a furry mammalian predecessor to every pupa on my chat, and you are all as dear to me as my very own hypothetical, hideous offspring. Worrying is just the burden I bear! ID: If it weren't over you, why, it'd be over the disquieting sort of shenanigans people get up to in general. (￣^￣;) Fermented eggs. Really! ID: So, Vadaya, my blueberry, how long have you been rigging up? UV: Your chat is mainly pupas. And you do not seem to worry too heavily over them. I believe I have seen you more in private chats like this than I have in actual chats. UV: I would rather not discuss it. ID: No? Did I step onto an NDA? ╮(╯▽╰)╭ ID: I didn't think they usually gave folks of your caste pan nannies! ID: And nonsense! I'm in plenty. When I need to be. (｡･ω･｡) UV: Incorrect. I simply do not wish to speak about it. UV: No need for a nanny. UV: My apologies then. To an untrained eye, and the murmurings of the chat itself, you seem absent. ID: Oh? No, no, I should be the one apologising, then! I didn't mean to go stepping on your toes - why, it's just usually the first thing people share. Ship codes, time rigging, pilot details.. ID: Are you equally clammed up on those, too? ╮(╯▽╰)╭ UV: Usually one introduces themselves before they ask about the other. ID: Why, you want my name? UV: Just trying to maintain good manners. ID: Well, gee whillickers. What would I do if a little sprout like you wasn't here to remind me of those? ID: Would you believe my first name is Iconic? (•ω•) UV: I would wonder if you were from Barcino. ID: Oh, a shot to the heart! ID: (╥﹏╥) ID: Not at all, dearheart! Why, I have a perfectly respectable last name, rest assured, but I think manners says that a highblooded troll like yourself is supposed to do the honor of sharing that first. (≧u≦) UV: I was unaware that coming from Barcino was such an insult. UV: I think we are fine with staying on a first name only basis. ID: Were you really? ID: Why, then that's good! You've learned something tonight. ╰(´︶`)╯ But hopefully that won't be the only thing you learn. Pull out your notebook, Vadaya, I have some advice, straight from my own glorious mentor, back when I was first hooking up. And, if you can just believe it, she practically built the tech. ﾍ(￣▽￣*)ﾉ ID: Or do you think you've got it all already? Why, it has been practically perigees and perigees. ID: You might be a bonafide expert! ( ° △ °) UV: How prestigious. UV: You must be an important helm. UV: I am certainly no expert, but I am learning well enough. I have plenty of guides, you do not need to concern yourself with offering more advice. UV: I am sure you have much more critical things to focus your energy on. ID: Why, Vadaya, I bet I'm only as important as you. ʕ•v•ʔ ID: And nonsense! Like I said before: the most important thing is making sure our fellows know what they're doing. Offer up some advice! Lead them on the right path! ID: Smooth over little things before they happen, just because no one warned you it's impolite to go slinging fists. ╰(´︶`)╯ UV: ...Honestly, you do not need to worry about it. UV: I was made aware of my mistake. And I am glad that you and the server have not suffered any long lasting effects from it. ID: Maybe I want to worry about it! Why, you and I and your mentor are the only helms on this entire little server. ID: I thought we could share some camadery. ︶︿︶ ID: Maybe even plant a seed of friendship, given your awfully kind concern about my servers well-being. ID: And mine. ID: So generous! ╮(╯▽╰)╭ UV: Incorrect. UV: There is The-Beat-of-an-Egret’s-Wings-as-it-Breaks-into-Flight-From-the-Shore. ID: Oh? UV: Perhaps you could offer them your advice. They did not seem very. Happy. ID: And what handle is that, Vadaya? (￣▽￣) Why, I can't believe I missed a big relevation like that! UV: Can you not find it on your own? UV: I am sure you were occupied with other more important things at the time. ID: I could, but I thought you might know off hand, if you typed up her entire ship name. ︶︿︶ ID: And I'm a little occupied right now! I'm just making time in my schedule to talk to you, on account of our solidarity, but I have some naughty wriggler on the line, getting a scolding even as we speak. ID: But if you don't know, why, I suppose I can just go look.. UV: My apologies. I am unsure of how you run your server. I did not think it was much of a task to look someone UV: UV: Okay, which one of the wrigglers is this? UV: You can be pink on this chat room? UV: A bit garish really. ID: I do work a job outside of this server, you know! ￣へ￣ Don't most of us? ID: And ID: - oh! A new face! ID: Why, hello, there. UV: Yes yes, hello to you too. UV: Can we wrap up whatever business is going on here? UV: We're a bit busy. ID: Why, sure thing! ID: I'll just make sure to let Vadaya know how Egret's holding up later, since they were so worried. ฅ'ω'ฅ ID: Have a good night of.. well, whatever business you're getting up to!

-- iconicDisquiet [ID] is no longer messaging unruffledvanquisher [UV]! --

Another night, another try: ID pries for more information, only somewhat successfully.

-- iconicDisquiet [ID] is now trolling unruffledVanquisher [UV]! --

ID: Vadaya! ID: Are my little eyes fooling me, or is someone plugged in? ʕ•^•ʔ ID: I guess you could just be switching things up. Stretching out your fronds. Trying out a new quirk! ID: But that sure does look like the sort of talk you get from pupa's first speech-to-pan. UV: Elipses. UV: If i am disturbing anything and i was unaware of it. UV: I will leave. ID: Disturbing things? No, not at all. ID: Why, Steamy's having just about the best night of her perigee out there, chattering about all this techno junk. (๑˘︶˘๑) ID: I was just curious! UV: Well she seems to have. UV: Fallen asleep now. UV: I believe. UV: Curious about what? ID: She does that, poor dear. ID: If you were plugged in to chat, sugargrub! If you've got a cord in your neck, or spine, or forehead, letting you send all of these twee little messages straight from your pan to my monitor. ( ˙꒳˙ )(edited) UV: I believe you answered that question yourself. UV: If you did not believe that i was plugged in. UV: You would not have contacted me about it. UV: Correct? ID: Maybe I was just looking to get some validation! You know what they say about assumptions, Vadaya. ID: Nothing good ever comes out of those. ID: So, on the topic of questions: if you're really plugged in, and you're really indigo - ID: - which I'm sure a good, upstanding kind of bloke like you definitely is - (o´v`o) ID: - does that mean you're one of those fancy new bootleg psis? ID: Because I have to say, I just wasn't ever expecting to see one of you make it all the way out to the field. ID: Good job, space cadet! ( ❛ᴗ❛ ) UV: Of course i am indigo, i UV: Elipses. UV: Apostrophe bootleg apostrophe? UV: I am not a space cadet. UV: Either. ID: See, I knew you were an honest fellow! ID: It's just something about your face, sweetheart. (▔◡▔) ID: And no? Not a cadet? ID: All helmscapable pupas are cadets, dearheart, unless we went and changed up our structure while I wasn't looking. ID: Which I guess is possible! Why, there's nothing like a commander getting ideas to go and make everything confusing for us poor common folk. (╯︵╰,) UV: Noise of disgust. UV: I am not a. UV: Bootleg anything. UV: I hope this has helped sate your curiosity. ID: Oh, well! ID: It's not that I'm doubting you, dear, but - are you positively sure about that? Not just pulling my frond for the sake of pulling? ID: Because I just know the Carnifex's paying for some cobalts to come through. Some indigoes, too, if they can finally figure out the right measurements. ID: Why, the last one they tried, they cracked her poor pan open, set her all up, and then went and got the temperature wrong. UV: Elipses. UV: You seem to know quite a lot about these things. ID: Hahaha. ID: Well, gosh, do I? ID: What can I say! ID: Just between the two of us, I'm a pretty important fellow. (~ ω •) UV: I understand. UV: It must keep you busy. UV: Perhaps i should let you go so you can focus on it. ID: Oh, you don't have to scamper on my account! All the shrines are keeping my office all tied up, with nothing to do. ID: It's downright tragic, that's what it is. (ˇヘˇ) ID: You sure you're not one of Shep dear's little projects? Hatched out of the slurry, all right and proper? UV: I am not a project. UV: And certainly not of SHEP. UV: Shep. UV: Sigh. UV: I was hatched as i am. ID: Hmm. ID: Hmmm. ID: Hmmmm. ID: Well, I guess you'd be the one to know, sugarplum. ID: And if you were one of her little gene projects, why, you'd be at the institute, not at.. wherever they've placed someone as unique as you! UV: Yes. UV: I would. UV: Is that all you were curious about? ID: Of course! ID: Thank you just for being so awfully obliging. UV: Elipses. UV: Of course. ID: Don't think I've forgotten you wanted me to talk to mister Egret, by the way! ID: Why, I never forget anything. (´｡• ᵕ ~｡`) ID: I'll be sure to let you know how that goes, sugarplum, but in the meanwhile - why, have fun with your little helming. ID: And ta!

-- iconicDisquiet [ID] is no longer messaging unruffledVanquisher [UV]! --

Another night, ID checks in with Vadaya again:

-- iconicDisquiet [ID] is now messaging unruffledVanquisher [UV]! --

ID: Hey there, elderberry! UV: Oh. UV: It is you. ID: Well! UV: Good evening. ID: What a way to greet a fellow. ( T ^ T)(edited) UV: oh look it's you again!!! :heart:⃛ヾ(๑❛ ▿ ◠๑ ) ID: Here I came bearing news and greetings for my favorite helm, and I get - it's you. ( ˙ ^˙ ) UV: what a delight it is to see you! ID: Oh! It's you! ID: My other favorite helm, bless your little biscuit. (〃＾▽＾〃) UV: I doubt we are your favorites. UV: what's going on now, did something happen again? ꒰๑•̥﹏•̥๑꒱ UV: c〳 ݓ ﹏ ݓ 〵੭ ID: Oh, space cadet, why would you go saying that? ID: Have I gone and given you the wrong sort of impression? (╯︵╰,) UV: well!! UV: the only other time i saw you was when dear sweet poor vadaya here had come and caused you some bodily harm! how could i not assume the worst?? (´；ω；`) UV: I did accidentally assault you. UV: It does not usually endear a troll to another. UV: What news did you have? ID: Oh, but we are so far past that, dearheart. Why, didn't I tell you before, when we were nattering on about poor little Egret? ID: Us helms have to stick together! UV: ╰(✧∇✧╰) UV: Dearheart. ID: I can't call you both elderberry, when only the one of you's indigo. ID: It's just not right! UV: and how do you know we're not both a delicious shade of elderberry ₍՞◌′ᵕ‵ू◌₎♡ ID: Statistics, mostly.! ╮( ︶▽ ´)╭ ID: Vadaya here already said he's not one of Shep's little pet projects. So, why, what're the odds that there's two of you, going about, getting all strapped in? ID: Though, gosh, I guess you could be a pair of gunners. UV: へ[ •́ ‸ •̀ ]ʋ do i really not seem like I can be??? UV: We are getting distracted from this. UV: News. UV: (๑◕︵◕๑) ID: Well! Anyway. I've moved on past the whole little punching business. We ought to be friends! ID: Goodness only knows there aren't a lot of us on here. ╮(︶▽︶)╭ ID: And right, right, the news.(edited) ID: How could I ever forget? ID: Have you two met our exciting new fellow? ID: The delightful Overseer? UV: the who ID: We have an Overseer now! All offishial, if you know what I mean. UV: don't you mean UV: offishoal(edited) ID: Perfect! ( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡ UV: (ง ͡ʘ ͜ʖ ͡ʘ)ง UV: Ellipses. UV: I have already been speaking with the overseer. ID: Oh! Is that so? ID: Are the two of you already practically bosom buddies, then? UV: Incorrect. UV: But i am aware of his existence. ID: Hmmm. ID: Hm, hm, hmmm. ID: Well! ID: If you are, that makes things awfully easy. ID: Vadaya, how would you feel about doing me a little bit of a favour? ╰(´︶`) UV: What kind of favor. UV: 【・_・?】 UV: ɾ◉⊆◉ɹ are you trying to network through us? UV: ⍨⃝ ID: ID: I feel like that little thing warrants a star for effort, dearheart, or a suggestion to maybe not drink and helm? ID: One of the two! ID: And not at all, my little bundle of grapes. (・`ω´・) UV: ٩̋(ˊ•͈ ꇴ •͈ˋ)و UV: I think it is better than mentors second one. UV: That does not look much like a face. UV: Σ(‘◉⌓◉’) ID: If I was networking, why, I'd have to go much higher than just some stodgy little overseer. ID: And go a little stronger than some internet chatroom! ID: No, no. ID: If you're just wiling away the hours, nattering away with him anyway, though, why - it's no velvet off your horns to just ring a bell if anyone starts getting a little too antsy at him, now, is it? (҂ `з´ ) ID: .. and that's not a face, that's a computer. (＃￣ω￣) UV: You are asking me to moderate his interactions. UV: Ellipses. UV: For you. UV: i bet you could!! you're nothing but sweet silver tongue and absolutely as sweet as pie (灬ºωº灬)♡ ID: Moderating suggests you'd have to intervene! There's no need for you to go playing clubs, when that's us moderators jobs. UV: us??? is there more of you?? (•̀o•́) ID: I'm just asking you to ring a bell, that's all. ID: And aww, aren't you just the sweetest little thing? (｡・// ᵕ //・｡) I'm just tickled pink you've got so much gosh darn confidence in me. ID: Especially because, why, I can't exactly disagree. (・`ω´・) ID: But I've already got one queen! I don't think she'd like it much if I went schmoozing with overseers. ID: .. of course there's more of me! ID: Haven't you seen mini-me? (･ω UV: a queen! Σ(゜ロ゜;) UV: Mentor meant are there more moderacullers. UV: Are there? ID: So many questions! ID: You never struck me as the curious sort, sugarplum. UV: Not as many answers. UV: we're a curious bunch! ˓˓ ⍥⃝⃝ ˒˒ ID: Why so curious? (￣ω￣) UV: You have asked questions of me in the past. UV: I thought it was polite to show interest back. ID: Well, who went and told you that? (o´ω`o) ID: Our darling CC is one of the moderacullers! UV: Is it best to ask questions revolving more around you? ID: Haha, oh my goodness gracious. Are we that sort of friends, now? ID: And here I was worrying you were feeling all bothered!(edited) UV: Well. UV: Perhaps not friends. UV: But for who told me to ask questions. UV: ID: Oh? No, no, I should be the one apologising, then! I didn't mean to go stepping on your toes - why, it's just usually the first thing people share. Ship codes, time rigging, pilot details.. UV: My apologies. UV: I asked the wrong questions. UV: What is your ship code? ID: Well, those are the more typical sort of questions. ID: But there's no need to go and get feisty on me. Quoting my words back at me! (`n ´) ID: Who says I have a ship?(edited) UV: (｡☬０☬｡) then where are you helming from?! ID: Space! ID: Same as you, isn't that right? (=`ω´=) ID: Or are you planet-bound? ID: ID: Why, am I talking to genuine wrigglers? UV: You are not speaking to wrigglers. UV: We are in space. UV: What are you operating? ID: The chat, mostly. ☆⌒(ゝ。∂) ID: Tell you what, I'm answering an awful lot of questions here, but you still haven't answered mine. UV: I just answered two of your questions. ID: The first, dearheart, about ringing the bell! UV: I will attempt to contact you if anyone seems to be distressing the overseer. ID: Perfect. (´• ω •`) ID: Well! Sounds like we're all wrapped up over here, then, unless you've got more questions? ID: Why, I guess that's only fair, to give you pit for pat like that. UV: Thoughtful noise. UV: Mentor? UV: (๑°艸°๑) what's your name?? clearly we MUST have a name that we can call you!! UV: unless you told vadaya but not me?? ID: Haha, oh, gosh, I did! UV: (ノ﹏ヽ) ID: So I'm afraid you'll just have to ask him! ID: And in the meanwhile, there's your question, so: ID: Until next time! UV: ꒰๑•̥﹏•̥๑꒱ but wait! UV: what if i want to come chatting again?(ఠ్ఠ ˓̭ ఠ్ఠ) ID: ID: Why, that's adorable. ID: My handle's right there, you goopy-eyed rascal. UV: so i have permission?! ID: Of course! Never let it be said I'm not a magnamious ogliarch. UV: gasp!!!!!!!! UV: Magnanimous oligarch. ID: ID:

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> Egret: Experience a whole entire positive emotion.

[Fishbait runs across a caustic helmsman in chat, and Egret manages to actually kinda-sorta like someone despite his better nature.]

CC: |> So, is this whole chatroom really a thing, or is it more of an elaborate ruse designed to appear like a real chatroom with a conversational history but no actually speaking individuals? <|

CC: |> This is an important question, I just stepped on a bug the size of a small meowbeast and need emotional support, because there are guts everywhere. <|

II: rest in pieces this random fucking bug that died and nobody gave a single damn.

II: go watch pale vids and feel better or some shit.

II: you good now?

II: comfort comfort. appease appease.

CC: |> Now, why would I do that when I could have loving comfort like this? <|

CC: |> Throw in a diamond, and my poor feelings will truly be ameliorated! <|

CC: |> Maybe not my boots, though. <|

CC: |> Does this wash out? <|

II: dunno, Civitrecce has washers that can get out damn near anything.

II: but they might also eat your boots.

II: try it and see.

CC: |> Oooh, Civitrecce? <|

CC: |> Can't say I've ever been there, which is saying something! <|

CC: |> I've passed by, however, and I have to admit, I thought the desperate attempts at warding me away by the locals were really rather dramatic! <|

CC: |> Good to know that I didn't doom myself to malfunctioning washing equipment. <|

II: yeah, you might've cried or something and the world would've fucking ended.

II: Really? It's not like we don't have fish. But then it's also mostly lowbies, guess you spooked them.

II: Dipshits.

CC: |> Snowdrop, I only cry over pretty faces and eastern dramas. <|

CC: |> A ruined pair of boots is just a new opportunity for better, cuter boots! <|

CC: |> And, goodness, how offensive. <|

CC: |> Are you calling me ugly enough to scare people off? <|

CC: |> Keep going like that, and I'm going to become bereft again! <|

II: You could be the most hideous thing known to trollkind and I wouldn't give a fuck. Maybe you are. Maybe you're so ugly you crack glass. I doubt it matters given your pan is fluffier than lint and twice as airheaded.

RS: | Heavens | What am I Even Witnessing Here | ? |

CC: |> Well, who was concerned with how you feel about it? <|

CC: |> Maybe I just want to be pretty! <|

CC: |> Besides, I was just poking fun at you. <|

CC: |> You can imagine me popping my gum here, if it pleases you, since we've decided I've got air to spare. <|

II: a highblood pissing contest, what does it look like.

CC: |> A tragedy in motion, my dear RS! <|

CC: |> One that involves, ah. Piss, apparently. <|

II: it's an expression. how wet-finned are you.

CC: |> II, dear, don't take this the wrong way, but I think you might've put the wrong walkfrond down when you got out of your coon this evening. <|

II: that'd be hard given I don't have a recupe

II: boy I miss submerging in sopor

CC: |> I suppose, in that case, if we're leaning into the literal nature of expressions, I'll have to admit I'm not very wet-finned at all! <|

CC: |> Haven't taken a swim in nearly a sweep, really. <|

II: wow what kind of dumb fish are you.

CC: |> And, oh, what are you, one of those avante garde types that's into the patches? <|

II: don't you lot dry out if you don't get wet enough.

II: or it's bad for your health, or something.

II: but sure, deprive yourself of nutrients, when you go even more batshit we can all point and laugh

II: I used patches a few times, but wrong as fuck.

CC: |> Well, I do wash myself. <|

CC: |> Hygiene is important, you know, even if you've got a proclivity for contests involving urine. <|

II: not actually. You're the one who keeps going on about it.

II: I preferred to fuck people over with my psi.

CC: |> Oh, it's called teasing. <|

CC: |> You seem to know an awful lot about seadwellers, though, snowdrop, for a blueblood with psi that doesn't sleep in sopor like a regular troll! <|

CC: |> Why, if I knew as much about bluebloods as you know about me, I would call you a liar! <|

II: I treasure my goddamn ignorance of you weird gilled fucks.II: What's there to even know about bluebloods, that doesn't make sense.

CC: |> Well, I'm afraid that I'm going to have to greatly disappoint you by informing you that I have not, in fact, dried out last I checked. <|

II: Cold, strong, ceruleans get psi occasionally. bam done.

CC: |> Oh, cold, really? <|

CC: |> You don't have to be modest - you've been providing such a warm welcome! <|

CC: |> I'll admit I'm a tad jealous, though! <|

CC: |> What I wouldn't do with a good bit of psi. <|

CC: |> I'm afraid I wouldn't give up sopor for the world, though. <|

CC: |> Gorgeous or not, beauty sleep is non-optional. <|

II: Why do you want psi. You're violet. You have everything anyway, unless you wanna be the goddamn Condesce though I die at the fucking thought.

CC: |> Oh, I don't know, ruling the Empire sounds awfully nice. <|

II: You have to actually think.

CC: |> Maybe a bit more work than I'm strictly willing to do, yes. <|

II: Fucking terrifying prospect, I'm sure.

CC: |> Still, a nice gig when you think about it - I'm sure she foists off plenty to those lovely courtiers of hers. <|

II: Them? They're just dumb trollstagram pretty faces.

II: Like with this stupid fucking velvegrade thing going around.

II: Get a robotic pet.

II: They're the easiest of all.II: why these stupid worm things.

II: they look like something I'd feed to my lusus.

CC: |> Going around my boots, mostly. A real pity, I think it was cute before it ran under my boot. <|

CC: |> And, well, it sounds like according to you I would make a fabulous courtier! <|

CC: |> What an aspiration, I'm flattered. <|

CC: |> And, dear, I'm fairly certain you look like something I'd feed my lusus, but that's no reason to assume you haven't got pinchable cheeks! <|

II: you'd be a great ornament probably. skin you, preserve the the fins and put them on jewelry.

II: hahahahahahaha.

II: yeah, I don't think your lusus wants to eat me.

II: it'd have a goddamn job of it.

CC: |> Goodness. That was vividly edgy. <|

II: no I mean it couldn't fit me in its mouth.

-- immobileInstigator [II] sent lol.png. it's just a pic of himself in the wire, lopsided grin and all --

II: unless it's fucking gl'bgolyb sized.

CC: |> Well, if you're really so concerned, I assure you that it would be fine. <|

CC: |> It hasn't got a mouth, and I'm sure it would find all the tentacles relateable. <|

CC: |> Goodness. Who did that to you? A waste of good horns. <|

II: yeah I fucking know right

II: they were great

-- immobileInstigator [II] has sent oldface.png. It's him with his horns, frowning at the camera. --

CC: |> I suppose that's a proper reason not to envy you - I've got hair down to my heels, snowdrop, and it took a long time to grow out. <|

CC: |> Oh, you are cute! <|

CC: |> Are those holes supposed to be there, though? <|

II: yeah okay.

II: fuck no, those were piercings.

CC: |> I cannot truly express how pleased I am that you had the edgy dyed sidesweep. <|

II: It's not

II: I fucking wish

II: You really think it would've stayed dyed this whole time?

II: lmao

CC: |> Past tense, snowdrop, let's remember our reading comprehension! <|

CC: |> Remember, I'm the fluffsponge and you're the cuttingly witty intellectual. <|

II: intellectualism is for shitheads

II: the pretentious jackass kind

II: not the bored as fuck kind

II: which is me

CC: |> The cuttingly witty cynic with truesight? <|

II: you can just call me egret.II: we're not in fucking dnd.

CC: |> A pleasure! <|

CC: |> And oh, dear, well, I suppose that means I can't ask you to call me the empress of enchanters! <|

CC: |> Or the king of conjurers... <|

CC: |> The tsar of tricksters, maybe! <|

CC: |> At any rate, my name is Fishbait. <|

II: wow stunning.

CC: |> Thank you! <|

II: I think I'll just call you Glubby.

CC: |> After our great Empress's esteemed matron caretaker! <|

CC: |> Please imagine a saucy bow and a tip of my hat, I'm honored. <|

II: how is a bow saucy

II: I've read a lot of bad, bad godawful goddamn fanfic hanging here

II: but that's a fucking new one

CC: |> Talent and vim! <|

CC: |> And glitter. <|

II: oh god I found a fucking east alternian cartoon

CC: |> I'm afraid my rumblespheres aren't quite large enough to qualify for that particular genre, but I have been told I have very large eyes. <|

II: usually it's me grossing people out. for goddamn once, it is me on the other side, and quite honestly fuck this shit.

II: you going to post a pic or do I have to imagine the horror for the rest of my sort-of life.

CC: |> Oh, is that what we're doing? <|

CC: |> And here I thought you were just fishing for compliments! <|

CC: |> Well, if you're already that charmed by me - <|

--charmingCutup [CC] sent shellfie.jpg--

II: why in the name of the great goddamn mother grub do I need compliments. you have now seen me. are you that fucking high.

II: I'm morbidly intrigued, does that count?

CC: |> Oh, I don't know, they seemed to make you happy. <|

CC: |> Nothing wrong with a bit of flattery in the morning. <|

II: my happiness is sourced in dreams of my captain dying or winning a new level of candy crush.

CC: |> And getting called cute by charming strangers on the internet! <|

CC: |> While retaining your sharp wit and cunning repartee. <|

II: has anyone ever told you that you are the weirdest fucking stain on the planet ever hatched.

II: the hell are those fins, anyway.

II: Looks fragile as fuck.

II: surprised no one's ripped them off.

CC: |> Not quite phrased that way, no! I commend your creativity. <|

CC: |> I think the usual term is 'uniquely charming and fascinatingly refreshing.' <|

CC: |> And, goodness, you are fond of violent imagery. <|

CC: |> I suppose it might please you to know, then, that it's been tried! <|

CC: |> They're just, ah, a tad bit uncomfortable to the touch. <|

II: You poisonous or electric?

II: heard of fish who can do that, thought it was bogus

II: but you're so fucking bizarre I'll believe you rode a musclebeast to the moons and back.

CC: |> Neither! <|

CC: |> I thought someone as particular as you would have differentiated between poison and venom, snowdrop. <|

II: I really, truly do not give a single solitary damn. It's not like either of them can affect me now.

II: Pedantry in shit that can't hurt me anyway is for dipshits.

CC: |> Oh? <|

CC: |> And here I am, learning new things about the toxin resistance of our helmscolumns every night! <|

II: No, because somebody's really going to bother to bring something venomous in to kill me with when they cut just cut my wire and leave me to die.

II: If it did kill me so what but that's a really idiotic way to off me.

II: I'd be annoyed, right before I was dead.

II: This isn't a Bohnde movie.

II: Or Troll Bond, or whatever they call it these nights

CC: |> Oh, dear, I somehow managed to forget you were into the vivid imagery. <|

CC: |> Snowdrop, I really was just teasing you. <|

CC: |> But, more importantly - do you watch Bohnde movies, then? <|

II: I've watched every kind of movie.

II: It's impossible to tell if you've ever been serious in your whole life, so I assume everything is because you're full of shit anyway.

II: Makes it slightly more entertaining.

CC: |> Well, I haven't. What's to say I put in the new one on stream and you can tell me which jokes are serious and which parts are adequately violent for your preference? <|

CC: |> I heard the technician is in this one, and I will fully confess to only have seen the last for that particular mop of hair! <|

II: Sure, whatever, I have nothing better to do.

II: unless that's another joke.

II: I'll go watch one anyway.

CC: |> Well, don't leave me behind! <|

CC: |> Here, I know a really great site for torrents... <|

II: I know a better one.

CC: |> Right, right, you're the clever one. Well, time to learn some more, I suppose. <|

#ic #fishbait #egret #bwic #just wanted to post fishbait's first log so I'd have a reference for when I started RPing them first

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>THE TRADITIONAL GAME OF ASH-CHICKEN (P1)

Hadean and Pheres have a long history of meddling with one another, starting when Hadean intervened with Pheres’s matesprit shortly after they first met - and rolling downhill ever since then in an ever-escalating war. Pheres’s solution to this? Meddle more intensively in Hadean’s life, until Hadean’s finally forced to admit that he can’t handle it and flees the scene entirely.

Unfortunately, it doesn’t quite turn out the way Pheres plans. It turns out that no one ever wins when it comes to games of ash chicken.

>CAST

invertedDissident | Hadean

refiningSpacetime | Pheres

gentleOssifrage | Kilran

JUNE 7TH: Kilran and Pheres have been growing increasingly aggressive at one another during the public chats. While Pheres's initial attempts to handle it involved rephrasing Kilran's aggression as pitch attempts - a conclusion cheerfully carried on by the chat - when it fails to dissuade Kilran's threats, he decides to take a different approach, and suggest they speak in private.

-gentleOssifrage [GO] began trolling refiningSpacetime [RS]-

GO: Really. You should just start paying attention to the chat so you can respond in time to actually deliver a blow. GO: It loses its effect if you do it an hour late and just embarrasses you. RS: / oh / do save your lectures / some of us actually have work to do / and are forced to talk in between it / RS: / what in the world is your problem with me / ? / if it is pitch / I should think I have made it clear / RS: / I am deeply uninterested / GO: Don't worry, I am too. RS: / thank the empress / GO: You're a horrible, terrible troll and your ideals are revolting and the fact that you go around and try to spread them is just GO: What's the term? GO: Something stronger than reprehensible. GO: Absolutely fucking disgusting. GO: For someone who's a lowblood, you're painfully fucking dimwitted and you're more willing to lick at the toes of people belittling you AND!! GO: And your friends!! GO: And you try to convince the people around you into doing the same. GO: Which, admittedly, everyone is free to feel how they like, but then here YOU are, vomiting up your rhetoric on everyone around you like anyone actually cares about what you say. RS: / haha / good heavens / just tell me how you really feel / GO: You're an ugly troglodyte who thinks he's SO MUCH BETTER and SMARTER than everyone when in fact!! All you do is spout information that ANYONE can find with a simple google search! Can you even DO anything besides from that and go around grovelling and trying to convince people to become the rightful lowblood servants that they should be?? RS: / you have so many feelings / I do feel bad for you / it is difficult to be brown / and harder still if you let your resentments fester / RS: / but all this sounds like you are unhappy / and instead of figuring out why / RS: / you are choosing to lash out at me / because I have the audacity to not / hate our society / hate the position I have been given / and / RS: / mm / hate myself / evidently / ? / that sounds tiring / haha / ! / RS: / but / here / I will apologise / RS: / I am sorry I am educated / RS: / I am sorry that Prisma and others seek my advice and input / RS: / I am sorry that I am not / oh / so incensed by our lot in life / that I am content to wallow in self pity and fear / RS: / rather than just bettering myself to avoid as much trouble as I can / RS: / I would say that I am sorry that I hurt your feelings by impugning your work / RS: / but / well / RS: / one must learn to take criticism eventually / RS: / =:) / GO: See, this is the kind of shit I'm talking about. You do realize that the whole 'oh yes, if they're picking on me, it just means they're jealous and/or fearful of how their life is ' is complete and total bullshit, right? You DO realize that or are you that dim? GO: Oh boo hoo, I'm so sad and afraid, I'm afraid of my life and I hate myself ohhh noooo =:( GO: Is that what you were hoping to hear? That I'll burst into tears? GO: That's pathetic. You're pathetic and two dimensional and stupid if this is the kind of shit you think you can say and STILL think that you're the coolest, oh most reasonable person to exist. GO: The more and more I hear about you and learn about you the more I realize you're just this horrible, hateful little grub that screams and cries and thinks he's the biggest and most moral troll around and THAT'S why he's better than every other lowblood. RS: / oh / forgive the terminology / I assure you / I am being entirely sincere when I say / this is adorable / RS: / whoever said that I think I'm better than anyone / ? / you are this marvelous fountain of accusations / and perhaps if they were accurate / I would be deeply injured / RS: / heavens / I might even feel bad / RS: / but they're all so mystifyingly inaccurate / and leave one wondering where you even got them / GO: Oh I see, so you're pulling THIS card? RS: / but I'd hate to make guesses / GO: Is this really the worst you can do, Pherry-berry? GO: Are you this fucking bad at talking to people that when someone confronts you like you WANTED them to (don't forget, you offered to DM me!), all you can do is pull the 'So are you, what am I?' and the 'You're so cute when you're angry' cards? RS: / I am afraid you're misconstruing this conversation / Kilran / RS: / this has been nothing but me asking a question / which you proceeded to answer with / GO: Should I go ahead and write down weak spined and completely fucking useless down on the reasons why I dislike you? RS: / / six lengthy paragraphs describing my every sin / RS: / I already said I'm not pitch for you / I am not looking to insult you / when you do a well enough job on your own / RS: / should I be arguing for my own good standing here / ? / RS: / or shall we wrap this / ? / I was trying to let you have your fill / get all of these /- feelings -/ off of your chest / RS: / so you can stop upsetting Prisma / by turning every conversation / into a poor attempt at a brawl / GO: You're going to end up a shitty, burnt-out-in-a-sweep battery and the world isn't going to lose a damned thing, you know that? Everything you do, everything you hoped to do, will mean less than the crinkled up wrapper of a cheap candy bar laying in the streets once you finally join your 'rightful place' in the fleets. GO: It's going to be a great future for you Pheres. Aren't you excited? RS: / mm / at least you're set / RS: / they still like using lowbloods as pails / even in the fleet / RS: / lucky you / you have cornered a universal market / =:) / RS: / you know / I have been curious / for someone so righteous about his intrinsic worth / RS: / do your customers have you change your blood / too / or do they find it more attractive to realise they're dealing with a brownblood / playing at being anything other than he really is / ? / RS: / because personally / that seems a little depressing to me / GO: You do realize you can take as many pot shots as you want at my job and I won't care, right? It doesn't bother me and it's just sad that you're going for the low hanging fruit. GO: And neither do I care about what my customers think of me. I'm not paying them for their opinions. They're paying me for what I can do for them. GO: Don't you know how business works? RS: / hahaha / like I said / you're adorable / RS: / it's like watching snack attack a shoe / good heavens / GO: Or should I mark down another reason as to why you're so reprehensible? The fact that you're so fucking terrible at holding your own in a situation like this that you're trying to ask the highly paid sex worker if they care about being a sex worker. GO: You're just RS: / I'll put the thought into genuinely upsetting you / at the point that you stop projecting every tragic thought in your head at me / like it is actually relevant or important / to this discussion or any other / GO: You're so stupid GO: Now I'm actually feeling bad. GO: Am I really sure whether or not you understand this conversation or your own words? I don't know. I can't answer that. RS: / hahaha / personally speaking / I got what I wanted from this conversation / I am very sorry that you didn't / RS: / good light / GO / have a wonderful evening / GO: Fuck you. -gentleOssifrage [GO] stopped trolling refiningSpacetime [RS]- AUG 21ST: Hadean begins getting aggressive with Malili in public: Pheres private messages him to make his disapproval known, in what is quickly becoming habit for the two of them. -- refiningSpacetime [RS] is now messaging invertedDissident [ID]! -- RS: / and what are you doing / ? / ID: eating pizza. RS: / riveting / don't you know that usually takes two hands / ? / RS: / perhaps you should try it / ID: nah. =:/ you just roll it up, tada. RS: RS: / you are supposed to use a fork and a knife / Hadean / ID: ID: what. RS: RS: / have you never seen anyone eat a slice of pizza before / ? / you just pick up the slice with a hand and eat it pheres. RS: / yes / well / let's not get off topic / RS: / what are you doing in the chat / ? / ID: dealing with a jerk. RS: / because lu is incapable / ? / ID: why would i leave it to lu? RS: / why would you take it upon yourself / ? / ID: because that's what i do? RS: / mmmm / RS: / i am personally just mystified as to why you think engaging in an aggressive verbal assault on an indigo / is such a marvelous use of your time / RS: / or / better put / as you said to me / just the other night / RS: / i don't see why you feel the need to lock horns with every prat who opens their mouth / ID: they started strutting around acting like a jerk first. they threw down the glove, i took it and started hitting them with it. =:/ RS: / so / if someone is being dreadful in public / RS: / it is perfectly acceptable to fight with them / ? / ID: when they're a highblood. =:) RS: / you're a marvelous hypocrite / RS: / I am certain this has been said before / RS: / but for the record / ID: yeah, maybe. RS: / don't say / maybe / RS: / that is something you ought to fix / Hadean / he is awful / but all you are doing is evidently leaving CA / to feel as if she needs to clean up this mess / RS: / while you coddle lowbloods being vicious to one another in the same breath / RS: // or / no / pardon me / RS: / while you aid lowbloods being vicious to one another / until it ceases serving whatever point it has to you / ID: i told tineol to not worry about it. ID: and i'm not coddling or aiding lu in to doing shit, lu is vicious all on her own. i didn't egg her on or anything, she's doing this all on her own. ID: so are you pulling up her info to give her a scolding too? or is it only unfair to target one troll when it's you being targeted. =:/ RS: / Lu does not intervene anytime someone goes after Kilran / or any of her friends / because it is only an issue if you are horrible / RS: / when you are above yellow / RS: / so / no / =:/ / ID: well don't worry, because they're gone now and everything is fine. RS: RS: / well / ! / if that's the case / what am I even doing here / ? / =:) / ID: =:/ ID: meddling. RS: / yes / well / I suppose that is a flaw on both of our ends / RS: / enjoy your pizza / Hadean / RS: / and get a fork / for heavens sake / -- refiningSpacetime is no longer messaging invertedDissident [ID]! -- ID has sent yumyum.png! He's stuffing half a slice of pizza in to his mouth. With his hand. -- invertedDissident [ID[ has stopped trolling refiningSpacetime [RS]!-- LOWBLOOD CHAT: AUG 24TH: Pheres enters the lowblood chat, seeking entertainment, and stumbles across Kilran, insistent on having a friendly "conversation". Things promptly begin to deteroriate. RS: / / alright / RS: / I am dreadfully bored / it is a tragedy / RS: / and this girl is not hurrying on her business / I think she is trying to intentionally spite me / haha / RS: / =:/ / RS: / what is everyone else up to / ? / RS: / or else / who wishes to give advice / on various inane matters / ? / RS: / i am certain i can dig up only the most mundane of materials for your persuasal / GO: What sort of matters? RS: / name a topic / i am sure i can generate a scenario to best challenge your expertise /(edited) GO: Oh, I suppose I can do that. GO: Hmm. GO: How about swordplay? GO: Since we were talking about swords the other night? RS: / i suppose we were / RS: / very well / ! / a fellow is entering a tourney with his moirail / in order to pursue a championship title / RS: / the rules of the competition state that the final two contestants / must duel each other / RS: / it is agreed that his moirail will lose her final match / in order to guarantee that he will win / RS: / and / as he is the newer contestant / their income from the bets will be significantly higher / RS: / she chooses to win instead / upon realising that a loss at this level / will drop her ranking nearly five points in total / RS: / who is correct / ? / GO: It sounds like a classic situation of failure to communicate. Shall we call them Moirail A and Moirail B? Moirail B should have talked to Moirail A when they realized it would have dropped their ranking so that they could, instead, work out which solution they desired the most - ranking or money. However, lacking that and playing upon the hypothetical that they do not talk and if they asked people to take sides: GO: Moirail A would have been in the right. GO: Moirail B knew exactly what a lose would have entailed and had already promised to lose. A promise between moirails is not one that should be broken easily, especially when the choice is between a large sum of cash that could be easily split and enjoyed by them both, and a rank that could have easily been re-earned - although one could say that about the money as well, could they? GO: Regardless, a promise between moirails should never be broken, only renegotiated. RS: / well / you certainly put a great deal of thought into that / didn't you / ? / GO: No, I knew my answer the moment I read it. RS: / haha / well / good / ! / it'd be a little worrying if you didn't / =:) / RS: / i was trying for inane / not difficult / RS: / mm / I'd do another / RS: / but I expect that would get rather tedious / RS: / on second thought / RS: / how are you tonight / ? / GO: Very well, thank you. GO: I'm packing. GO: And you, Pheres? RS: / oh /? / where to / ? / GO: Saahin. GO: I'm meeting up with Prisma tomorrow. RS: / really / ? / GO: Yes, really. GO: I've cleared out my work schedule for at least the next week so I can spend some time with him. RS: / heavens / everyone's meeting up with him tomorrow / maybe I ought've waited / and scheduled my visit for then / =:) / RS: / haha / my / how kind of you / GO: Haha, perhaps you should have! We all could have gone out for a date. GO: I would have loved to meet you in person. RS: / mm / i am afraid i am not especially keen of meeting strangers off of the internet / RS: / sipara has always advised me that's rather unseemly / RS: / but / =:) / what a lovely thought /(edited) GO: Oh? Is that so? GO: What a shame. GO: I'm so very sorry to hear that Pheres. GO: If it will help you feel less left out, I'm sure I can keep in touch with you while we're out together? RS: RS: / haha / my / what / ? / RS: / i'm afraid you've lost me there / RS: / completely / GO: I'm... afraid I don't understand what you're saying? RS: / whyever would i feel left out / ? / GO: You talked about waiting to schedule your visit while everyone was visiting. I was simply attempting to extend a friendly hand to let you follow along the events as they happened, almost as though you were there. RS: / that was a jest / =:) / my apologies / i am aware it is sometimes difficult to read tone over the internet / for some / RS: / i do not think a date lends itself to additional company / unfortunately / ! / GO: You are correct. It is difficult. GO: And if you say so. RS: / unless it's a double date / i suppose / RS: / those are always charming / RS: / hadean's visiting as well / the two of you could always pair up pitch for a day / ? / =:) / GO: Do you think so? GO: I never thought the two of us could flip that way. GO: We do like each other after all, as friends. GO: Perhaps I should ask him if he thought we were ever pitch material?(edited) GO: I've never seen it. RS: / haha / my / it doesn't have to be Hadean / prisma does have other friends as well / RS: / why / you could go with / mm / what is her name / ? / RS: / batzra / ? / GO: Perhaps you're right. She seems kind. RS: / you seem rather more to her tastes / now that i think about it / RS: / she's very / eloquent / GO: I would indeed love to meet up with her and talk. GO: She is indeed. GO: You have very good advice, Pheres. Perhaps I should ask her out on a date. RS: / you're so very excitable tonight / RS: / it's only an off-hand suggestion / kilran / there is no need to go planning a hand-fasting / before you've even met up with her in person / =:) / RS: / that / too / by the way / is a jest / GO: Oh, of course. I never thought to jump into things so quickly. No, I'm afraid I do like to spend a lot of time getting to know my partners before I decide to quad with them. GO: After all, that is how you lay the foundation for a long and frankly stable relationship. ID: and here we see the unstoppably backhanded force meeting an immovably cheerful object. GO: What a shame would it be if we quadded and we broke up after only a perigree together? That would be awful. ID: fascinating. GO: Oh, hello Hadean. RS: / hadean / ! / GO: Hadean, did you ever consider us going on a pitch date? Pheres thinks we should try a blind date together. GO: Well, 'blind.' GO: Just for a day. RS: / kilran is apparently giddy with anticipation / RS: / if i'd known a little comment would get him all frazzled / why / RS: / i'd have reccomended something a little more plausible / haha / RS: / are you so keen on the thought of quadrants / kilran / ? / RS: / i never would have guessed / GO: It has been a good night for me. GO: I've had some very pleasant news come my way and I won't lie and say I'm not just a little over the moon about it. ID: what good news. RS: / how marvelous / are you going to share / ? / GO: That, I'm afraid, I will not say. Not yet. RS: / my / =:) / ID: well, we're being teased. RS: / i think teasing would require a greater amount of curiousity / RS: / i am merely pleased on behalf of kilran's good fortune /(edited) ID: this was fun. but i think you two got your perigee's fill of sniping at each other. GO: I am not sniping. GO: I do genuinely wish to have some sort of good rapport between us. RS: / are you sure that those tattoos are not paint / hadean / ? / RS: / given your propensity for trying to swing a club / =:) / ID: why, the way you two go at it in public instead of a private chat, well. ID: it almost seems like you two are waiting for interference. =:) GO: I have nothing to say in private I will not say in public. RS: / really / ? / i don't think that's quite true / RS: / i am starting to think you just enjoy meddling / ID: mmm i feel like there's a quote about this. is it the one with glass hives or the one with cooking utensils... ID: oh well. shake hands, tell each other it was a fantastic 'conversation', go back to your corners for the night. GO: I can do that. RS: / i don't think i meddle in your affairs nearly to this extent / all things considered / RS: / nor do i think this is an instance that /- warranted -/ meddling / ID: ah. but you do meddle, hm? RS: / but very well / =:) / have a lovely night / kilran / do enjoy your visit / RS: GO: I will, thank you Pheres GO: And if you do have time to visit, let me know? I would love to treat you. ID: scoot now kil. RS: / i did admit that i do meddle / RS: / that's hardly the gotcha that you think it is / RS: / and / mm / of course you would / =:) / ID: was it a gotcha? i was just shocked you admitted it is all! RS: / and why wouldn't i admit it / ? / ID: but i'm so glad you're being honest with yourself. it's a good thing for a troll! =:) keep it up. ID: i'll be returning to what i was doing now, have a good non-kilran-y night. RS: / why / thank you / ! / RS: / have a lovely evening / i suppose i'll just be moving to general now / =:) / ID: man, i have a lot of free time to wander down memory lane here. MH: Run fast from the trashfire in the main chat. RS: / i am retreating over here / does that spare me your ire / hadean / ? / ID: ˙MON ┴HפIɹ פ∩WS ⅄⅄⅄ɹƎΛ פNI˥ƎƎℲ ⅄˥q∀qOɹԀ Ǝɹ,∩O⅄ ƎS∩∀ƆƎq 'ON RS: / i don't think you know me nearly as well as you think you do / so / hush / RS: / / and do try to take a breather / why are you putting on that awful quirk / ? / GO: Because of you, Pheres. ID: ˙Ԁ∩ W∀Ǝɹp O┴ pƎɹ∀p ɹƎΛƎ S∀H pNIʞ˥˥Oɹ┴ ┴∀H┴ פNIƎq ⅄˥OHN∩ pN∀ ⅄˥OH ⅄ɹƎΛƎ O┴ ɹ∀ƎMS I N∀ɹ˥Iʞ SA: SA: oh so this is where hadean went. RS: / mm / RS: / hello / prisma / ! / ID: ˙ƃuᴉlƃuɐɹʍ ɹǝlƃƃᴉɹʍ uǝǝq 'zos RS: / how are you / ? / RS: / the chat has been rather busy / SA: i can see this. SA: i will make tea, hadean. SA: i'm fine. ID: ˙ʇɐǝɹƃ spunos RS: / marvelous / ! / SA: i'll have to quiz hadean on what was going on. But I'm glad it seems to have stopped. ID: ˙ʎɹoʇs ǝǝǝlloooɥʍ ǝɥʇ noʎ llǝʇ ll,ᴉ 'ʎɹɹoʍ ʇ,uop ɥo RS: / =:/ /

GENERAL CHAT:

GO: I've been kicked out of the lowblood chat. Is anyone around in here? RS: / haha / i suppose there isn't / ! / GO: Oh hello again Pheres. RS: / hello / ! / =:) / GO: Good to see you in general. ID: y'know. i tried to be nice. i tried to think to myself, hey! ID: maybe they'd listen! RS: / lowbloods got awfully quiet / and i am afraid my customer is still busy looking / RS: / so i thought i might help add some life to this chat / RS: / or / well / channel / ? / ID: i know pheres is all about his image, he'd hate for this to go so public. where all can see in the chat. ID: but here we are. GO: Oh of course. You know your presence is always wanted in here. RS: / of course / ! / but how kind of you to say so /(edited) ID: but fine, i guess. we'll sling mud for everyone to watch, i guess. =:/ ID: pull up a chair, ladies and gentletrolls. RS: / hadean / there's no need to work yourself up into a tizzy / RS: / perhaps you should go read something / ? / GO: We are being particularly civil tonight.(edited) ID: yes yes, your needles are very elaborately decorated tonight, i'm so proud of both of you. ID: you've come so far from threatening murder! ID: i'm wiping a tear from my bulb just thinking about it. ID: they grow up so fast. RS: / heavens / i don't believe anyone has ever threatened murder / RS: / save / well / you / RS: / but / ah / given your accusations of my meddling / RS: / perhaps i should start noting those in the moment / RS: / rather than /- after -/ ? / GO: Oh my. ID: uh-huh. kil hasn't ever threatened harm. just like you haven't ever wound him up just so you could then play the shrinking rust for all to see. MN: sooo did .I. comE at thE worst possiblE timE or RS: / oh / not at all / pull up a seat / emerel / RS: / hadean has gotten himself in a tiff / MN: oh boy MN: lEts hEar it MN: whats up ID: you're gonna make me dig up logs, aren't you. RS: / feel free to dig up all the logs you would like / it isn't as if i've done anything wrong / RS: / my apologies we are not all / mm / as aggressive as you / GO: I'm afraid I only wanted to come in here for some polite and good natured conversation. MN: hEy go haVE wE mEt MN: who arE you GO: I have been on my best behavior. RS: / mm / we were having a perfectly pleasant conversation / i thought / ! / GO: I'm not sure if we have, but I have seen you around. GO: Emerel, correct?(edited) MN: thats .ME. MN: glad to know .I.m mEmorablE GO: You were the one that Pheres told me to talk about to ask permission to teach him how to swordfight. MN: oh MN: yourE kilran RS: GO: Oh, has Pheres talked about me? GO: He said you were overprotective. RS: / heavens / i'm surprised you even remember it / haha / MN: point bEing MN: .PHERES. can handlE himsElf just finE without sword training MN: so no MN: pErmission not grantEd GO: I thought it was for show, not protection? GO: That is what he told the chat the other night. MN: .MY. point still stands GO: May I ask why? RS: / / are you really so enthused by the idea of teaching me to sword-fight / ? / GO: I am. GO: I would love to show you the tricks I've picked up over the sweeps. MN: you dont nEEd a rEason kilran MN: takE no for an answEr and shoVE it ID: we all know why and that's why it's not happening. ID: and why i'm sure you told em to tell kil no. RS: / i am sorry to disappoint / RS: / but i have had several sweeps of training beforehand / =:) / there isn't much /- to -/ teach / RS: MN: rEally hadEan MN: rEally MN: yourE going that routE GO: Goodness, I hope he told Em to tell me no. Otherwise, I'd have to say this is a frightening relationship. ID: kilran, go to your corner. GO: I'm only being a concerned troll, Hadean. RS: / mm / i wouldn't say frightening / RS: / perhaps as unbecoming as your insistence upon being in my physical presence / despite the repeated polite refusals / that have been levied your way / ? / RS: / why / one would think someone your age would be /- adept -/ at understanding that a simply stated refusal of interest / ought to stand by itself / ID: no, you definitely aren't kilran. RS: / without one having to duck behind their matesprit to avoid unwanted attention / =:/ / ID: pheres, go to your corner too. RS: / you hush / ! / ID: nope. MN: .I. swEar to god MN: o8< MN: dont makE .ME. go thErE guys HL: oh dear~! ID: hahah oh wow. way to arrive at least three weeks late em. HL: is everything quite alright~? MN: not rEally ID: yeah, actually. really. RS: / it is perfectly fine / but / ah / RS: / how kind of you to ask / lannia / =:) / RS: / how are you / ? / GO: Pheres, you do realize this insistence of mine is only so that you could stop your incessant and lowbrow sniping, you know that? Perhaps if we could meet in person would could have a better chance of resolving our issues rather than shriveling up online ir hiding behind a matesprit's lies RS: / my apologies / i meant to ask you earlier in the day / but i became rather busy / ID: ˙uɐɹlᴉʞ RS: / my incessant sniping / ? / RS: / heavens / i never realised you were so sensitive / RS: / have i stepped on your toes / ? / HL: oh dear~! ID: ˙sǝɹǝɥd GO: Is it not cruel of you too to force them to paint themselves as an overprotective, abusive troll just to hide behind their words like a martyr? RS: / my apologies / if so / it was never my intention / HL: i am doing quite well thank you, but it seems like you have quite something on your hands~! RS: / haha / i wouldn't say it's something / =:) / RS: / just a little bit of a misunderstanding / evidently / HL: what's the misunderstanding~? HL: it seems like there's quite something going on~! RS: / haha / one must be delicate with others feelings / and evidently / i misunderstood that / RS: / my fault entirely / i am sorry to say / =:( / i should have been more aware /(edited) GO: Oh Pheres. GO: Forever the martyr.(edited) HL: oh no~! i'm sure things will improve if you talk about it~? GO: Sometime you must get tired of playing victim when highbloods are around, don't you? HL: oh don't you think that's a little tiny bit nasty~? HL: well it's not like he meant it, yes~? GO: He means it. GO: He's said many a cruel thing to me behind prettied words, you know. GO: Just the other day I talked about being too busy to visit a friend, and well. HL: :0 HL: what~? RS: / oh / ? / RS: / am i playing the victim / ? / really / ? / RS: / what a curious way of viewing it / ! / MN: hEy .PHERES. MN: did you gEt thosE tExts translatEd HL: what ever does he mean pheres~? RS: / mm / he means that my rebuffing his continuous threats of physical harm / is playing the victim / RS: / evidently / but / ah / the texts / ! / CC | draggletailSkiver - 08/24/2017 DS: i was gonna say like wow hi but uuhhhhh can i get a what the fuck im going to bed, rest in peace y'all RS: / haha / oh dear / RS: / good light / lili / ! / GO: What he means, Lannia, is that he purposely attempts to agitate people with tiny comments and backhanded phrases, so that when they do get upset, he can pretend that he is the one being attacked in this situation despite quietly and consistantly needling someone over a period of weeks. RS: / try to sleep well / =:) / MN: run ds MN: .I. dont EVEn know who you arE MN: but fucking bolt it GO: It's underhanded and frankly just a little bit embarrassing. GO: I can't imagine what it's like to not have a spine. HL: oh dear~!!! GO: Oh dear indeed. GO: Considering your hue, Lannia, I'm sure he's very committed to making sure you have the best image he can make in your eyes. RS: RS: / mm / no / what i mean is that kilran has had an unorthodox and frankly unflattering obsession with my physical battery / RS: / the thought evidently brings him gratification / ? / i don't pretend to know / but / i personally am rather tired of this conversation / RS: / so/ https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/284778361220235266/350466320363421707/unknown.png RS: / this is the sort of thing i have been dealing with for / oh / RS: / three perigees now / ? / RS: / clearly / speaking up about such untoward behaviour / after experiencing it for perigees on end / RS: / is playing the victim / MN: okay what thE actual fuck ID: wow. really. HL: :I RS: / but / ! / RS: / i believe we are all a little tired of this spat / RS: / and we are driving out the other members of the chat / RS: / which is unkind / at best / GO: Again, he needles for months, paints himself in the most victimizing light he can, and try to throw things around for pity points. ID: gee, i think we were tired before you both started. RS: / well / ! / as long as i /- deserved -/ this sort of attention / RS: / that makes it entirely alright / whatever was i thinking / ? / ID: so. how about you both just. ID: ˙ԀO┴S פNIʞƆ∩Ⅎ RS: / mm / i am stopping / don't invert your text at me / GO: Pheres, were you born without a spine or did someone rip it out of you when you were young? ID: ˙⅄∀S פNIʞƆ∩Ⅎ I pIp ┴∀HM N∀ɹ˥Iʞ MN: ugggh MN: .FUCKING STOP. GO: You know what he's doing Hadean. GO: I will stop when he does. ID: ˙ԀO┴S OS ˙∩O⅄ ┴,NƎɹ∀ Hפ∩OH┴ ƎW∀פ ⅄┴┴IHS SIH פNI⅄∀˥Ԁ Ǝɹ,∩O⅄ GO: You saw it yourself, I came in here to have civil conversations. GO: And he escalated it. ID: ˙SɹƎ˥פפIɹM פNIʞƆ∩Ⅎ פNIƎq ԀO┴S ┴S∩ſ ∩O⅄ ℲO H┴Oq GO: Perhaps we should settle it like adult trolls then. ID: ˙N∀ɹ˥Iʞ NI∀פ∀ SSƎ∩פ NפIʞƆ∩Ⅎ pN∀ '┴HפIℲ ∀ H┴IM ⅄∀S O┴ פNIOפ Ǝɹ,∩O⅄ GO: I never said a fight. RS: / well / ! / RS: / is anyone awake over here / ? / RS: / or have they successfully scared all of you away / ? /(edited) MN: .I. for onE am fEEling VEry tErrifiEd right now MH: That was a fucking trash fire. MH: Genuinely one of the worst things I've ever seen. RS: / haha / my apologies / RS: / i am sure it will not happen again / MH: Sure. MH: I saw how you jumped from chat to chat. MH: Haha, wow RS: / mm / well / RS: / / i will do my best to ensure that it does not happen again / ? / RS: / a better compromise / perhaps / RS: / how are you tonight / ? / MH: Doing your best to prevent it in the future doesn't change what we've already seen. MH: Anyway. MH: Trash fire aside. MH: I'm doing great. RS: / i could object to this tongue-lashing / but i suppose it is rather warranted / RS: / so / ! / i will bow my head / haha / MH: Haha, wow. Okay. RS: / and / that's lovely to hear / MH: What have you been up to besides from. All of this. RS: / collecting commissions / dealing with customers / RS: / you seemed to enjoy octopuses / ah / going by that stuffed one / RS: / so i spotted these / and thought you might like them /

-- refiningSpacetime [RS] has attached octopi.jpeg! It's a dumbo octopus in a jar. --

MH: Cute.

#bwic #[chat]#it's making me break it up into parts like a SAVAGE #hadean dauths #pheres dysseu #kilran barbas

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