Saturday, September 27, 2003

A brief RP update...

Quotes from RP are scarce, as we seem to be usually too far into the game to remember to write them down.
  • Quinby: Joseph is also wearing - Me: - a yellow raincoat and red galoshes. Angel: And a strapon. Phloxin: Named Paddington.
  • Me: Jen looks at her: "Want to go to the bar?" Lily: "Do I look old enough to go?" Me: Jen shrugs. "Since when is that a problem?" Lily: Damn that Curiosity flaw.
  • Me: Liz Isbister. Phloxin: And I'm Brandy Shaggywagons...
  • GM: Okay, so you all pile into the car, and go to Columbia Street West. Me: Sorry if we just hijacked your plot...
  • Phloxin: So he's got a long nose and a platypus ass. Quinby: Oooh, that sounds kind of hot.
  • Me: You look some kinda gangsta Jew.
  • Phloxin, talking about Jesus turning water into wine: It tells us Jesus was a lush.
  • James (in an outraged voice) Quit it! I'm trying to have a conversation and he's boinging my penis!
  • Lily, looking at Phloxin who is wearing a neck pillow on his neck: Now you look like a gangster Jew who was in a car accident...
  • Phloxin: I'm getting fondled....hehehe. And it's not by my roommate...hehehe....
  • Quinby: I have Investigation... GM: Now where did the clitoris go?
  • GM: Because satyrs are little balls of hormones. Me: Or in this case, little vaginas of hormones.
  • Quinby: What's that dude's name? Me: The dude? Quinby: The dude! Me: Oh, the dude! GM: What dude? Phloxin: The one with the face.
  • Lily: And this one time...at storyteller camp...
Went to a party given by Jen's grandmother, which turned out to be a chance for all the Fae she knew to regain Glamour. And a chance for most of the cabal to get laid. The ramifications of this are far-reaching. See , , and for details. And while I'm thinking about it, does anyone else want a LJ code for a character place to write? I have lots. :) The most interesting thing is the amount of e-mail being exchanged between various party members via the forums. What fun.

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