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[07:56] GT: ~Ryʃpor knockʃ on Doir'ʃ door.~

[07:57] GA: "come in!"

[07:58] GT: ~Ryʃpor enterʃ, looking worried. "I think ʃomething may have happened to ʃami."~

[07:59] GA: Dina is passed out on the bed, with a Dina ghost astral thing in the middle of the room. "oh no, what?"

[08:01] GT: ~"I'm...not ʃvre, really. Bvt ʃhe'ʃ God Tiered myʃteriovʃly and ʃhe cannot remember doing ʃo, if I heard correctly. In addition, ʃhe'ʃ evidently concerned over...ʃOMETHING. ʃhe talked to me abovt choiceʃ qvite a bit."~

[08:01] GT: ~"Alʃo, it'ʃ really qvite alarming whenever yov do that."~

[08:02] GA: "im practicing, shoosh. okay, so, what, she wont tell you?"

[08:02] GA: "glad to hear shes alive. and god tiered no less!"

[08:02] GA: "though now shes gonna turn into a horrorterror when we inevitably lose the game, thats not so good."

[08:02] GT: ~"I'm alʃo not ʃvre on that. I aʃked her if there waʃ anything ʃhe waʃn't telling me, and the way ʃhe worded her reʃponʃe waʃ - I'm ʃorry, what?"~

[08:03] GA: "oh, yeah, sami said that the horrorterrors are what happens when you can't die but you lose."

[08:04] GT: ~"Good GodOʃ. That'ʃ...terrifying, really. I certainly hope that doeʃn't happen to vʃ."~

[08:06] GT: ~"In any caʃe, I don't believe that'ʃ what'ʃ bothering her. Aʃ I ʃaid, her reʃponʃe waʃ worded qvite oddly."~

[08:06] GA: "well, whatd she say?"

[08:08] GT: ~"'I can honeʃtly ʃay I have told yov everything I am phyʃically capable of telling yov.'"~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:08] GT: ~"Which iʃ very very trovbling indeed."~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:08] GA: "then something is keeping her from telling you everything"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:08] GA: "something, or someone."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:10] GT: ~"My thovghtʃ exactly, yeʃ. It'ʃ very worrying. I think it likely haʃ ʃomething to do with her God Tiering, for the aforementioned reaʃonʃ."~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:10] GA: Dina ghost-shrugs. "okay?"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:11] GT: ~"That'ʃ all? Jvʃt...'okay?'"~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:12] GA: "thats her thing, if she's supposed to do it alone, im not getting involved."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:13] GT: ~"That...ʃome vnknown force iʃ preventing her from telling vʃ information that may be critical to her - and OVR - ʃvrvival, and yov're ʃimply going to ʃit there becavʃe it'ʃ part of her 'thing'?"~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:14] GA: "dude, how many unknown forces do we know?"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:14] GA: "and how many are super involved with sami?"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:14] GA: "and what did sami say she was going to do before she left? specifically, who was she researching?"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:15] GT: ~"I don't know. I waʃn't aware ʃhe had gone anywhere. ʃhe'ʃ been taking an intereʃt in the horrorterrorʃ lately, thovgh, for rather obviovʃ reaʃonʃ..." He trailʃ off. "Oh dear."~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:19] GA: "she said she was researching some cocytus dude whos a horrorterror lord of breath, apparently named after that one greek river."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:22] <span style="color:rgb(85,0,129);">GT: ~"Perhapʃ it wovld behoove me to do ʃome reʃearch on Cocytvʃ myʃelf, in that caʃe. Libby'ʃ library will likely have more relevant information."~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:23] GA: "or just ask libby. 'hey, libby, youre omniscient or something right? what happened to sami?'"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:25] GT: ~"Thiʃ iʃ a fair point. I'll aʃk her the next chance I get."~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:26] GA: "wait a minute"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:26] GA: "youre PRIME."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:27] GT: ~"What? Oh, for GodOʃ' ʃake, I keep FORGETTING. Why iʃ a raven like a writing deʃk?"~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:27] GA: Dina re-enters her body. "something something i dont remember the answer whatever."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:28] GT: ~"Jvʃt a ʃide note, apparently the 'never' in the anʃwer iʃ ʃpelled with an 'a'. 'Like raven backwardʃ', apparently."~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:28] GT: ~"That'ʃ what ʃami claimʃ, at leaʃt."~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:29] GA: "how interestinggggg."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:30] GT: ~"Well, it'ʃ hardly my favlt I'd only heard the anʃwer orally. ʃpelling iʃn't exactly a concern when one iʃ ʃpeaking face to face."~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:32] GA: Dina equips the emoti-visors and :|'s. "riddles are lame."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:33] GT: ~"And yov lavghed at the 3 in the Morning ʃvit."~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:34] GA: "yeah, but im being ironic."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:35] GT: ~"Ah yeʃ, of covrʃe. ʃilly me." He makeʃ an exaggerated bow. "Forgive me, oh Maʃter of Irony, for I have ʃinned."~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:37] GA: "oh shut up, at least i don't look like a girl when im not a girl."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:37] GT: ~"I detect a note of jealovʃy."~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:39] GA: "yeah, dude, you're pulling shit out of your ass. i go guy or girl, not in between."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:41] GT: ~"Yeʃ, well, at leaʃt I've firmly decided where I ʃtand on the gender ʃpectrvm, Doir, or, terribly ʃorry, iʃ it Dina today?"~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:41] GA: She crosses her arms. "you know, ive been dina for like three straight months now. i think i've pretty much decided, dude."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:43] GT: ~"Oh." He blinkʃ. "Well." He pavʃeʃ. "I have plenty of women'ʃ ovtfitʃ if yov'd like to wear ʃomething other than the armor all the time."~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:44] GA: "and, youd know if you were even around lately, i have been wearing something other than the armor, too. er, somethings. just felt like going back to classic today, but i got a dress and bra from meouet, and i can still wear my other clothes pretty easily."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:44] GA: "though ill totally take those women's outfits yes."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:45] GA: "heheh, i stripped naked in front of meouet, took some of her clothes, and ran."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:46] GT: ~"Dear lord. All right, one moment." He rifleʃ throvgh hiʃ ʃylladex.~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:47] GA: "wait, why do *you* have women's outfits?"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:47] GT: ~He blvʃheʃ pvrple. "No reaʃon."~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:48] GA: "oh my god, i dont want your outfits if youre doing disgusting shit in them."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:49] GA: "your clothes wont fit me anyway. you dont got the shape, yo."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:53] GT: ~"No, oh my GOODNEʃʃ, Dina." He'ʃ bright pvrple. "And excvʃe yov, I moʃt certainly do have 'that ʃhape'."~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:54] GA: "pfft, yeah, youre lanky as hell, all yall, only meouet can compete with these cuuuuurves."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:55] GT: ~"Mm." He decaptchalogveʃ a ʃlinky, wine-dark nvmber. "I ʃvppoʃe yov're not intereʃted in theʃe ovtfitʃ, then. ʃhame."~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:56] GA: (( what the diddly fuck is a slinky wine-dark number ))

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:56] GT: ((a dress))

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:56] GT: ((purpley))

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:57] GA: "well, even if i wanted it, it would not fit easily on me, dude."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:57] GA: "that aint how clothes work."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[08:59] GT: ~"Well, yov won't know vntil yov try, yov know," he ʃayʃ, povting ʃlightly.~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:00] GA: Dina rolls her eyes and takes the dress. "alright, but just so you wont cry."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:00] GT: ~He heʃitateʃ. "Actvally..." He grinʃ. "Did yov know there'ʃ an entire BOVLEVARD of women'ʃ clothing ʃtoreʃ on LOWAD that'ʃ ripe for the picking?"~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:00] GA: "yeah, i think i heard about it a while ago... could we go to it? :o"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:01] GT: ~The grin widenʃ. "Moʃt definitely."~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:02] GA: "i cant go into a clothing store dressed as a gladiator, though." She pulls her armor off, blatantly getting naked in front of Ryspor with the door open and everything.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:02] GA: "lets see if this actually fits."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:02] GT: ~Ryʃpor covghʃ and avertʃ hiʃ eyeʃ, going pvrple again.~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:03] GA: As Dina puts on the tight-fitting dress, she whispers, "(two down, however many people left on the ark to go. soon everyone will have seen me naked against their will. i am legion.)"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:05] GT: ~"I'll be entertained to ʃee how yov'll manage it with Libby or ʃcarlet."~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:06] GA: "wha how did you hear that. cheater. i was whispering."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:06] GT: ~"Yov are an abʃolvtely terrible whiʃperer, Dina."~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:07] GA: "darn you and your lucky listen checks. bet you rolled a natural twenty. anyway, libbys omniscient, and scarlet and rilset feed my corpse to their plants. probably a clothesless corpse. of dina, too, 'cause i was her then."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:08] GT: ~"I very mvch dovbt Libby'ʃ omniʃcient, bvt all right."~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:08] GA: "i thought that was what she is?"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:08] GA: "i mean, omniscience seems pretty easy to get."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:08] GA: "anyway, theres probably cameras all over this ark."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:09] GT: ~"I don't dovbt it. That'ʃ not exactly trve omniʃcience in my opinion, however."~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:09] GA: "and i have walked the halls completely naked. like multiple times. for midnight snacks. i sleep naked too."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:09] GT: ~"Lovely," he ʃayʃ flatly.~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:10] GA: "to be honest, i only sleep naked because telling people i sleep naked is funny."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:10] GA: "you can ask sami all about that stuff. yeah, thats right, i told sami about my character depth first and more in detail."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:11] GT: ~"However ʃhall I recover."~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:11] GA: "she might even be. my bester friend than you."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:12] GT: ~He gaʃpʃ, placing a hand on hiʃ cheek in mock affront. "No. It cannot be ʃo!"~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:13] GA: She finishes squeezing into the dress, and walks over to her full-body mirror. "oh, arent you just hilarious. see, i told you this thing would barely fit."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:13] GA: "very pretty though. maybe ill ask maenam to fix it up to be a bit bigger."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:14] GT: ~"It iʃ qvite nice, yeʃ. It'ʃ the 'Faʃhioniʃta Formal'. I'm ʃvrpriʃed it didn't come ovt more colorfvl, conʃidering itʃ parentʃ."~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:15] GA: "its good though, definitely formal looking. very classy."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:16] GA: She turns to the side and starts checking herself out in the mirror. "aw yeah, lookin good, me. damn. so hot."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:17] GA: Dina motions to a reddish stain covering one wall that looks vaguelly shaped kind of spiky at the top. "you like my mural?"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:17] GA: "made it with some rotten jam i found in beaus house a few months ago."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:18] GT: ~"It'ʃ...intereʃting?" he ʃayʃ heʃitantly.~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:19] GA: "yep, i was going for the post-post-modern look. see, that part represents a stain on the wall-" She waves over the whole thing. "- and thats pretty much it. the inspiration was ghandi."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:20] GT: ~"Very nice. Yov're well on yovr way to a fantaʃtic career."~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:21] GA: "yeah im gonna wash it off later i couldnt find a trash can and needed the jar to collect piss."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:22] GA: She takes out a jar filled with a yellow fluid. "you know, i hit jack with a jar of piss during the battle? my finest moment."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:23] GA: "when it hit, i yelled, 'three points, you dirty whore!' and then commanded my elves to get slaughtered by him in sacrifice to me."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:23] GT: ~"That...ʃovndʃ like yov, yeʃ."~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:25] GA: She wipes a tear from her face. "such a beautiful moment. so perfectly humorous. my finest stuff, right there."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:28] GT: ~He patʃ her on the ʃhovlder, not entirely ʃvre what elʃe to do.~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:29] GA: "why are you touching me"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:29] GT: ~He qvickly takeʃ the hand off.~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:30] GA: >:? is displayed on the emoti-visors.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:34] GT: ~"I...waʃn't entirely ʃvre what elʃe to do in the ʃitvation."~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:34] GA: "i was ironically crying."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:35] GT: ~"Oh, hvʃh."~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:36] GA: "yknow, im surprised the emoti visors are even working today. ive never gotten them to show anything other than-" They switch to :/ "-this and the straighter version."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:36] GA: "that questioning face didnt even make sense. mouths dont do that."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:38] GT: ~"I waʃn't aware it waʃ poʃʃible to alchemize favlty eqvipment."~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:38] GA: "i dont think its faulty, i just think its picking up on my inward emote rather than my outward one. which is dumb, because that makes them pretty much useless to me. like, cmon, i dont do anything *but* be mildly displeased inside."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:39] GT: ~"Ah. Perhapʃ if I tried them on?"~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:39] GA: Dina takes them off and hands them over.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:41] GT: ~He pvtʃ them on. The glaʃʃeʃ flaʃh between :) and D: for a moment before ʃettling on :). "Are they working? They ʃeemed to flicker for a moment."~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:41] GA: "youre dumb and you smell terrible?"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:42] GA: "and your face is real ugly."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:42] GT: ~They flicker to the >:? face before ʃettling on -_- .~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:43] GA: "yeah, they're working fine."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:44] GA: "okay give em back maybe you fixed them"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:44] GT: ~"One can bvt hope." He takeʃ them off and giveʃ them back.~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:45] GA: She puts them on, and they once again display :/. "uh, puppies. no, dead puppies. dead babies. sad dead puppies, puppy-crying over their dead siblings and mother because they all just died except the ones crying. um." They stick to :/.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:46] GA: "man, i am so emotionally dead."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:47] GT: ~Ryʃpor lookʃ ʃadly at Dina.~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:48] GA: She tosses them onto her bed and shrugs. "okay, lets go shopping now."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:50] GT: ~"All right," he ʃayʃ, mvʃtering a ʃmile, which becomeʃ more genvine aʃ he beginʃ gvʃhing abovt the ʃhopʃ. "Oh, yov jvʃt wait vntil yov ʃee their ʃelection of goodʃ. And all of it free! It'ʃ like a dream come trve."~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:51] GA: Dina smiles too. "aw, free? i was hoping to get to rob someplace today!"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:51] GA: "oh well, guess holding someone hostage with a jar of piss at the ready will have to be incorporated into my *next* shopping spree."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:52] GT: ~He chvckleʃ aʃ the two of them walk ovt the door and down the hall to the planet room.~

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[09:52] GT: ((FADE 2 BLAPCK))