February 10, 2000
Oddly enough, there's actual role play going on. Wow.
One of the things that I enjoy about this chat room is that it is so slow paced that I can really take my time in the copy-pasting. I mean, it moves incredibly slowly.
160.227.103.195: Almeria Weglaufen: *flips open her laptop and turns it on*
Weglaufen? Is that some kind of joke? One of the requirements to get in here sees to be that you need a name that doesn't really exist.
63.15.35.235: Willow: *nods, smiling, holding onto her sister's hand*
Or, a name from a television show.
She's holding on to her sister's hand cos she's from Kentucky, and dammit, she's in love. It's a sinful love, she knows this, but hey. Her brothers just don't do it for her any more.
205.188.198.49: Xavier Shadowsong: take hold of my cloak
Shadowsong? Uh huh.
205.188.193.31: Marie Coriani: w..where did he go?
63.15.35.235: Willow: *holds onto it*
171.208.145.143: Merge: I haven't the faintest
63.15.35.235: Jenny: *looks to willow at first, the holds onto it*
160.227.103.195: Almeria Weglaufen: *starts up the online application*
205.188.193.31: Marie Coriani: *sits up*
205.188.198.49: Xavier Shadowsong: *mumbles beneath his breath and pulls them along with him into the void*
This is an example of the ability to "Pull it out of my ass." It's a very useful power to have. Only select people can have it.
171.208.145.143: Merge: are you alright?
160.227.103.195: Almeria Weglaufen: *opens up a couple of search engins*
205.188.193.31: Marie Coriani: I..guess..
171.208.145.143: Merge: do you still fear me?
I sure as hell do.
205.188.193.31: Marie Coriani: I..wouldn't say fear..
...but only because I have a hard time pronouncing 'r'.
160.227.103.195: Almeria Weglaufen: *hums some new nin to herself as she waits on the results of her searches*
Nin! Oh, she is so goth!
205.188.193.31: Marie Coriani: *nods*
205.188.193.31: Marie Coriani: ((brb))
205.188.198.49: Xavier Shadowsong: ((KK))
63.15.35.235: Jenny: *looks around frigtened, clings to willow*
63.15.35.235: Jenny: *looks around frigtened, clings to willow*
Dag, she WAS frightened!
205.188.198.49: Xavier Shadowsong: *pauses*
63.15.35.235: Jenny: (be back later)
63.15.35.235: Willow: (same here)
205.188.198.49: Kennith Raine: *walks into the Estate*
Ahhh.... here come the out of character bits... I knew this whole 'role play' thing was too good to last!
207.10.131.198: ...KJ...: *curls up in her corner*
This is just about all she does. Sometimes she whines. That's about it. Since she has a name, I'm not sure if she's in character or not. But why would she make a character based on herself... who only does in character what she normally does out of character?
160.227.103.195: Almeria Weglaufen: *is busy on her comp*
205.188.198.49: Kennith Raine: *walks into the parlor and smiles seeing her.walks over to her*
Apparently, there's only one "her" in the room.
160.227.103.195: Almeria Weglaufen: *is busy on her comp*
She's very busy.
160.227.103.195: Almeria Weglaufen: *doesn't notice just yet....has gotten absorbed in the work*
Because she's so busy.
63.24.218.175: : hey guys
Hi!
205.188.198.49: Kennith Raine: *sits down at the table with her*
207.10.131.198: ...KJ...: hiya
Who's your daddy?
171.208.145.143: Merge: ((hi Cinn))
160.227.103.195: Almeria Weglaufen: *glances up at him in surprise* Oh, hi there.
63.24.218.175: : hey guys *S* *hugs*
207.10.131.198: ...KJ...: *thinks about who to be*
I'm glad she's thinking about this... such a decision is FAR too important to make on her own... let alone BEFORE she actually came into the room.
205.188.193.31: Marie Coriani: (back, I think I'm gonnna run . I'll be back later.))
She came back to say she was leaving. That's like waking up just in time to go to bed.
171.208.145.143: Merge: ((byeee))
63.24.218.175: SilentAngel: (oh kj did you get the addy to the page i made for angel)
205.188.193.31: Marie Coriani: *...falls asleep er somethin*
So creative.
205.188.198.49: Kennith Raine: *smiles at her* how are you doing?
207.10.131.198: ...KJ...: sure did and I will put it up tomorrow
171.208.145.143: Merge: *watches her faint again and walks inside the Estate*
Who is he talking about? I'm lost here.
63.24.218.175: SilentAngel: (ok just making sure i will find a pic to add to it some time as soon as i find a good one for her*
Run on sentances and lack of punctuations are the hallmarks of a class-one role player. Remember kids, you can't have a GOOD character untill you have a half-naked picture to stick up on the avatar.
160.227.103.195: Almeria Weglaufen: I'm doing alright. *grins* How long you been here?
205.188.198.49: Kennith Raine: a few miniutes
63.24.218.175: SilentAngel: *walks out of her room to the parlor and cleans things up all along the way*
207.10.131.198: ...KJ...: no prob
63.24.218.175: SilentAngel: *smiles when she sees merge* hi merge
160.227.103.195: Almeria Weglaufen: So you haven't been sittin there for hours just staring at me?
Nooooo.... he was there for just a few minutes. Man, you're full of yourself. What, you think all he does is watch you?
207.10.131.198: Tiarat: *stirs as she slowly wakes up*
207.10.131.198: Tiarat: *is in her room btw*
Oh, of course.
205.188.198.49: Kennith Raine: not hours.just miniutes
205.188.198.49: Kennith Raine: and I don't mind the view
Dag, he is charming. What a charmer. Hey, Kenny, tell her she's got a nice ass!
171.208.145.143: Merge: heya Angel
63.24.218.175: SilentAngel: *goes and sits behind the bar*
Behind. Not in front of. Not next to. Not on. Not near. Behind. Apparently, she thinks she is the bartender.
63.24.218.175: SilentAngel: have you seen mikey around lately i'm starting to worry about him
160.227.103.195: Almeria Weglaufen: *chuckles* You. *shakes her head, amused like*
207.10.131.198: Tiarat: *sits up and looks around still confused at being here*~~Merge?~~*her thoughts worried and confused*
Watch. She doesn't say anything. She 'thinks' it all. This means that nobody else can role play with her, becuase only certain people can 'hear' her 'thoughts'. Neat, huh?
171.208.145.143: Merge: no I haven't seen him
171.208.145.143: Merge: ~I'm downstairs~
This is the lucky devil that can 'hear' her 'thoughts'.
63.24.218.175: SilentAngel: i wonder where he is i haven't seen him for a few days now
Perhaps he went looking for someone with whom he could speak... withOUT loosing brain cells.
207.10.131.198: Tiarat: *rubs her eyes and hops off the bed going to the door and peeking out*
171.208.145.143: Merge: ~in the parlor~
She must have left her map in her other pants.
205.188.198.49: Kennith Raine: *kisses her on the cheek*
160.227.103.195: Almeria Weglaufen: *is tempted to do more than let him kiss her.....but refrains8
Hot DAWG! Somebody's gonna get lucky.
160.227.103.195: Almeria Weglaufen: *for now*
You cock tease.
160.227.103.195: Almeria Weglaufen: So....what have you been up to?
207.10.131.198: Tiarat: *slips out the door and makes her way cautiously down the stairs*
205.188.198.49: Kennith Raine: well..damn my search has not come up with much on Vaughan
Vaughan? Stevie Ray? Guitarist and singer. Was with Stevie Ray Vaughan and Double Trouble. Ugly mother fucker, but could play the guitar like God. Died in a Plane crash. What else do you need to know?
171.208.145.143: Merge: *walks over to his table and sits at it*
160.227.103.195: Almeria Weglaufen: Not much luck either here, yet. *frowns a bit* WOnder if he has an alias....
160.227.103.195: Almeria Weglaufen: ((*listens to korn*))
Few people know how very important it is in setting mood, atmosphere, and in mainting character development to keep up a running comentary on what they're doing out of character. It really adds a lot.
207.10.131.198: Tiarat: *peers into the main room looking for Merge*
63.24.218.175: SilentAngel: *looks over at the stairs when tiarat comes down*
207.10.131.198: Tiarat: *moves farther into the room, the events of the past few nights still fresh in her mind*
171.209.53.155: Merge: *is over at the gangrel table*
207.10.131.198: Tiarat: (piccy test)
63.24.218.175: SilentAngel: *watches tiarat walk around the room watching merge sit at his table*
She likes to watch.
205.188.199.33: Kennith Raine: maybe....all i got was that he is heavy into crime
205.188.199.33: Kennith Raine: killer for hire
207.10.131.198: Tiarat: *smiles seeing Merge and goes to him *~~Any bad people here tonight?~~
Only the ones in his pants... uh... what the heck?
207.10.131.198: Tiarat: (test again)
160.227.103.195: Almeria Weglaufen: *runs her fingers through her hair, which is about an inch long now....has been growing it out* maybe.....
Reformed skinhead? Or lobotomy patient? You decide.
171.209.53.155: Merge: earlier Tia yes
207.10.131.198: Tiarat: *climbing up in the chair across from him* *looks around worried* ~~Who~~
205.188.199.33: Kennith Raine: maybe we should pic his pic into some smart frames and see what they come up with
What?
171.209.53.155: Merge: someone who tried to take my Luchia away before
63.24.218.175: SilentAngel: *folds her arms on the bar and rests her head on them*
160.227.103.195: Almeria Weglaufen: That might work....maybe tap into the poliece records and see what we can come up with there....he might have a record with one or more of his aliases...
207.10.131.198: Tiarat: *frowns* ~~Who was that?~~
171.209.53.155: Merge: no one of consequence
They tried to 'takeyour Luchia away', but they're no one of consquence. Dag, I like how your mind works. Or does it?
205.188.199.33: Kennith Raine: *nods* sounds good love
Aw, how romantic
207.10.131.198: Tiarat: *pouts a little and rests her chin on her knees, gazing at him*~~ok~~
171.209.53.155: Merge: were you speaking of Luchia?
What? Where's this coming from?
160.227.103.195: Almeria Weglaufen: *ponders a moment*
207.10.131.198: Tiarat: ~~What?~~ *looking at him*
171.209.53.155: Merge: were you speaking of Luchia or the jerk?
Jerk? This confuses me. He just came out with this question out of nowhere.
63.24.218.175: SilentAngel: *lets out a slight sigh sitting on the stool*
207.10.131.198: Tiarat: ~~Not your Luchia~~
160.227.103.195: Almeria Weglaufen: What do you say we go test this all out? *grins*
205.188.199.33: Kennith Raine: *smiles* of course.....*winks*
207.10.131.198: Tiarat: ~~I'm hungry, can we go into the kitchen?~~
160.227.103.195: Almeria Weglaufen: *turns off the laptop and closes it up* Shall we?
160.227.103.195: Almeria Weglaufen: *stands offering him her arm, as if she were a man offering a lady his arm
Who's the butch one in THIS relationship, hm?
205.188.199.33: Kennith Raine: *grins and takes it*
He likes being dominated.
171.209.53.155: Merge: Sure *smiles and walks int ther with her*
This sorta degenerates into a badly-spelled fridge raid. Hard hitting role play!
160.227.103.195: Almeria Weglaufen: *leads him out this time...*
205.188.199.33: Kennith Raine: *loves it too*
207.10.131.198: Tiarat: *goes into the kitchen, the fridge opens before she reaches it*
Again, we see the mighty power of "pulling it out your ass." Truely, a force to be reckoned with.
160.227.103.195: Almeria Weglaufen: *gone with her
boytoy* ((*couldn't resist that one either*))
207.10.131.198: Tiarat: (I bet Mary *rolls*)
207.10.131.198: Tiarat: *laughs as a can of soda moves from the fridge to her hand*
Man. Make sure you use those powers for GOOD and not EVIL.
205.188.199.33: Merge: wow
I, also, am amazed. "Wow," I say, but for entirely different reasons.
63.24.218.175: SilentAngel: (*G*)
207.10.131.198: Tiarat: *opens the soda and looks at Merge*~~What?~~
63.24.218.175: SilentAngel: *looks around the now empty parlor*
205.188.199.33: Merge: *smiles*
205.188.199.33: Merge: nothing sweetie
Just imagining you in the tub...soaped up and nekkid...
207.10.131.198: Tiarat: *moving to the fridge to see what she can find to eat* ~~Will you heat something up for me?~~
207.10.131.198: Tiarat: *frowms*~~ok~~*goes back to searching for something to eat*
Heh. "frowms". Just the other day, I frowmed some sausage for dinner.
205.188.199.33: Merge: of course
207.10.131.198: Tiarat: *finds some speghetti and pulls the container from the fridge, holding it out to him*
Re-heated spaghetti is one of the foulest dishes in existance. Especially when heated in the microwave.
207.10.131.198: Tiarat: (*dies laughing at Mergeypoos link*)
His link reads: "vampire.......or.....daddy.....dearest.......you.......decide" I'm not sure what's so funny about that, but apparently it's hilarious.
205.188.199.33: Merge: *smiles and takes it from her hand, takes off the lid and puts it in the microwave*
207.10.131.198: Tiarat: goes to the table watching him, as she sips her soda*
63.24.218.175: SilentAngel: *starts to kinda fall asleep behind the bar*
Wow... she's still in here? When's the last time she posted? What a powerhouse of ingenuity! What creativity! Man, this really adds to the role play atmosphere, don't it.
207.10.131.198: Tiarat: (*pokez Cinn* no having her fall asleep*)
As though there were a big difference between having her 'awake' and 'asleep.'
Okay. I give up. The whole rest of this is them hunting for a god damned fork and eating spaghetti. If I wanted to watch that, I'd go down and eat dinner. Which, actually, I think I'm going to do. Enjoy.