@the-void-phantasmic language
(Fr, how dare /j)
(Fr, how dare /j)
(Impatient screams of a deranged extra-dimensional being who wants this to continue but doesn't know what to do with the last response)
(sobs)
(Stop screaming you’re gonna make my headache worse)
(Hands you headache meds and blinks)
(i dont know uh blaze ramble on about how useful salmook would be even though he isnt really because at this point in his life he's just a scraggly little scrungle with the personality of a box cutter-)
(Actually. . . could you, in PMs of course, tell me what potential Sal actually has? It'll be useful later, of course. Blaze has a few ideas brewing but I need a little bit of info on who Sal could become, with the right motivations :)
(backflip)
(. . .)
(The assignment is not understood, sensei-)
(just a thread bump, lol)
(although backflips are very cool)
(Ah. Sorry-)
(True. Backflips three times and smiles)
(I’ll just uhhhh)
Tseth tilts his head at Lucas. Questions, sure. But that still doesn’t explain much. “What kind of questions?”
He glances at Salmook when he steps back into the main room and beckons for him to join the group. He was here, so he might as well be a part of the conversation.
(Deep inhale Hi.)
(Hi :)
(How are you?)
(Well I’m not dead yet. How are you?)
(Not dead yet either.)
(Uuuhhmm- sorry for inadvertently killing the roleplay's momentum)
Salmook narrows his eyes at Tseth-friend, but he reluctantly joins the group. He's not too fond of the danger-lady, but he decides to tolerate her. For now. On the other hand, the jabby-boy? Salmook keeps his distance and flashes his teeth every so often.
(Good job Salmook, you've gained half a level of not giving a fuck. At least in regards to Blaze.)
(I’ll just uhhhh)
Tseth tilts his head at Lucas. Questions, sure. But that still doesn’t explain much. “What kind of questions?”
He glances at Salmook when he steps back into the main room and beckons for him to join the group. He was here, so he might as well be a part of the conversation.
Lucas looks at Tseth, blinking a few times before responding. “Uh- well, it’s mostly just random trivia. Nothing too difficult. I’d say compare it to Jeopardy, but… a lot of you probably have no idea what that is, heh-“
Blaze blinks at Lucas.
"You mean the old trivia show that started in the 1960s but, in my world, was ended because the rebels shot every actor and game show participant live on air, then massacred the audience? That Jeopardy?" she asks casually. She had watched it happen, as a matter of fact. It had only been two years ago that it happened.
(THEY KILLED ALEX TREBEK??? 😭)
(LMAOOOOO)
(Yes. Yes they did.)
(Mur der :))
Tseth stared at Lucas after he gave his answer, and then Blaze after she gives hers. “…Well. You’d be right about some of us not knowing.” But I guess his answer was helpful.
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