Post by Aodhan the Unusual on Jun 20, 2007 20:32:52 GMT -5
Torian Burrfoot: Why?
Vrulo Myskada: Life isn't fair... get used to it
Ailren: Because I'm tired of it, and I swaer to the Undying Queen, if you talk about Marsember, or anything within Marsember, I'll make ya sorry
Torian Burrfoot: There's the one guy in Suzail. At the Prancin' Bull....
Vrulo Myskada: Ah yes... seems to me you came out of his room walking funny Torian
Torian Burrfoot: Hush you.
Ailren: *Throws a spell focus for mage armor at Torian*
Torian Burrfoot: Hey!
Ailren: Not that I really want to know, but when did they start admittin' non-humans?
Torian Burrfoot: When they found out a hin is perfect size for a lot of things... And they didn't see me...
Ailren: What are they the right height for, besides setting cold drinks on?
Ailren: No, wait, do NOT answer that, I doubt I want to know
*Torian moves to directly in front of Ailren*
Vrulo Myskada: *Smirks* she's likely to show you anyway
Ailren casting Mage Armor
Ailren casts Mage Armor
Ailren casting Shield
Ailren casts Shield
Ailren: *Sets up a Sheild around himself for protection*
Torian Burrfoot: You tell me... What am I the right height for, hmmm?
Ailren: For head butting me in the crotch
Vrulo Myskada: Well you're half right *smirks*
Vrulo Myskada: but I doubt you'd be interested anyway
Ailren: *Stares blankly at Vrulo* Huh?
Torian Burrfoot: With the right kind of massaging.... And a little nodding.... And.....
Vrulo Myskada: *Laughs* nevermind
Ailren: I... don't...
Ailren: ....
Torian Burrfoot: *looks up*
Ailren: Get away from me you sick little monkey!
Ailren: That is fouler than Son'ya!
Torian Burrfoot: Heh...
Vrulo Myskada: only if you were enjoying it
Ailren: Oh gods.... gods.... EWW!
Vrulo Myskada: however... since you're not... it's really quite amusing
Torian Burrfoot: Oh come on... I'm sure it's not that bad.
Ailren: You perverted FREAK!
Torian Burrfoot: Well you -did- ask....
Ailren: That's nasty on a level I've never before conceived!
Ailren: I said NEVERMIND damn you!
Vrulo Myskada: apparently you weren't fast enough Ailren
Torian Burrfoot: *throws her hands in the air* Woohoo!! New level of nastiness created for Ailren!!
Ailren: Disgusting!
Ailren: Just.... SICK!
Torian Burrfoot: Heh... No worse than sucking the meat from a crab leg.
Vrulo Myskada: He's just mad because he liked it
Vrulo Myskada: *Grins*
] Vrulo Myskada: *Pulls his helm off*
Ailren: Now I can never eat shellfish again, thank you very much!
Ailren: *Glares at Vrulo* Don't make me throw this disgusting freak hin at you!
Torian Burrfoot: Heh... Why? Afraid it might get you excited?
Ailren: Yer both diseased!
Vrulo Myskada: Should do it again Torian... I think he likes it
Ailren: Quiet you disgusting amoral babboon
Torian Burrfoot: I think you're right Vrulo...
Vrulo Myskada: *smirks* you don't know the half of it
Ailren: You should both be locked up by Selunites
Ailren: And even they likely lack the facilities to fix you
Torian Burrfoot: Why? Am I broken?
Ailren: In the head
Vrulo Myskada: No, he's broken
Torian Burrfoot: Heh...
Torian Burrfoot: I broke Ailren...
Vrulo Myskada: if it were anyone else they wouldn't be stopping you *grins*
Ailren: What kind of disgusting mind do you have to come up with something like THAT!
Torian Burrfoot: I dunno. Ask a human.
Torian Burrfoot: But you have to admit, the height thing -does- come in handy...
Ailren: *Glares again at Vrulo* It figures YOUR kind had a hand in it
Vrulo Myskada: what can I say, we're creatures of pleasure
Ailren: It comes in handy for nothing except for the potential for permanent psychological harm!
Torian Burrfoot: Yay!
Torian Burrfoot: Can I hug you?
Ailren: NO!
Torian Burrfoot: Please?
Ailren: Stay away from me!!
Torian Burrfoot: Oh come on! Just a quick little hug...
Ailren: Stay OUT of the force bubble!
Raven: *lands on the floor gracefully and starts walking about, seemingly looking for something on the ground*
Torian Burrfoot: But I wanna be in your bubble!
Ailren: Not with that disgusting activity!
Torian Burrfoot: Not my fault you asked.
Raven: *pecks at the ground then looks up and turns at the commotion*
Ailren: I SAID NEVER MIND!
Torian Burrfoot: You had to learn at some point.
Ailren: I was fine NOT learning, thank you very much!
Torian Burrfoot: Well what kind of mother-sister-aunt figure would I be if I didn't explain certain things, hmm?
Ailren: The kind that wasn't gods damned DISTGUSTING and PERVERTED!
Raven: *launches into the air and flies towards a fence post*
Torian Burrfoot: No... Now what would be perverted is if I drug you to an inn room, and instead of a general explination, I just did it.
Ailren: AGH!
Ailren: YER A DISGUSTING -FREAK-!
Torian Burrfoot: Love you too, dear.
Ailren: Where in the nine is a mind flayer when you need one?! I WANT my brain cleansed of all memories now!
Ailren: You damn disgusting degenerate....
Ailren: D....
Torian Burrfoot: Oh come on... Now you'll have something to show your Sven...
Ailren: Demented... oh damn, what's a closi... GRAH! *Full body blushes*
Raven: *looks up and down the road before finally fixscating on the two arguing again*
Raven: *lets out a caw and flies off into the skie*
Vrulo Myskada: You really ought to try it
Vrulo Myskada: there's nothing quite like it
Karis Wayland: all ready then
Ailren: Yer both sicker than Demogorgon's dreams!
Migel: Lets go
Karis Wayland: lead on
Vrulo Myskada: You're just mad because I've had it done before and you haven't
Ailren: That's because I ain't a FREAK like THAT!
Torian Burrfoot: How do you know?
Vrulo Myskada: Sure you are
Vrulo Myskada: you're just lying about it
Ailren: Because I AIN'T done NOTHIN' that... that...
Ailren: That...
Ailren: OBSCENE!
Torian Burrfoot: Well, like I said. Now you have something for your little friend.
Vrulo Myskada: *Smirks* I dunno Torian... maybe you ~should~ show him why it's fun
Ailren: Don't make me bludgeon you to death by beating her to death, Vrulo!
Ailren: And I ain't got NO "special friend"!
Torian Burrfoot: Who's this Sven then, hmm? And why'd you go all red?
Ailren: It's simply the maddened delusions of Vrulo's perverted fantasy!
Torian Burrfoot: Vrulo wants to see you happy?
Ailren: *Is still quite red*
Ailren: No, he wants to make me kill him in a blinded rage!
Torian Burrfoot: So you -do- have a special someone!
Milly: ...
Ailren: I have no such thing!
Vrulo Myskada: I told you... he likes Sven
Vrulo Myskada: he just won't admit it
Milly: Hm.
Ailren: *Notices Milly* You, these two are both broken! I demand you fix them immediately!
Milly: Hm?
Milly: Broken?
Torian Burrfoot: I am not broken!
Milly: *eyes darts between them*
Ailren: Both of them have broken heads!
Milly: Broken heads?
Torian Burrfoot: I am perfectly fine.
Milly: *pats the dark bone dagger by her side* I can fix.
Vrulo Myskada: *Looks to milly* no, Ailren's head is broken
Ailren: Full of sick delusions! Fix them quickly, before it worsens!
Milly: Ailren's head?
Vrulo Myskada: Aye
Milly: Hm...
Ailren: That's a lie! This perverted monkey and that perverted ape are both SICK!
Vrulo Myskada: He is a man and yet dislikes women
Milly: Ailren says your head is broken...-
Milly: Hm.
Vrulo Myskada: I am not the one that finds men sexually attractive
Vrulo Myskada: Ailren is
Ailren: And I said it first, so my claim takes precedent! Fix them!
Milly: *stares vacantly between them with hollow, milky, broken, eyes* ...
Torian Burrfoot: I don't know what you're talking about... But I'm sure Sven would like to....
Milly: You are all broken.
Ailren: These people are talking about and claim to enjoy far more disgusting acts of sexual deviance!
Milly: Hmf...
Torian Burrfoot: You say that like it's a bad thing.
Ailren: And I'm the least broken, so fix them first!
Ailren: IT -IS-!
Torian Burrfoot: You're just upset because you haven't experienced anything yet.
Milly: *digs through a bag*
Ailren: If that's something to experience, I'd rather live in the empty void of Shar!
Vrulo Myskada: *Looks to Milly* keep in mind... Lord Phelzaron prefers me the way I am
Torian Burrfoot: *frowns*
Milly: *stares up at Torian* I have spare parts for you. I can fix you now.
Ailren: You people are SICK!
Milly: Hm. *nods slightly to Vrulo*
Milly: Sick. Yes. Needs to be fixed.
Torian Burrfoot: *whispers in a low growl*
Ailren: All of you, and Milly's the least so, which speaks VOLUMES!
Torian Burrfoot: [Whisper] Don't you -ever- mention that name again...
Vrulo Myskada: Yes, Ailren needs to be fixed
Milly: ...
Ailren: *Hisses back*
Vrulo Myskada: his mind is broken
Ailren: [Whisper] Fine
Ailren: My head is just fine! It's these other two monkeys that need help!
Torian Burrfoot: I am perfectly fine.
Milly: No. Broken.
Vrulo Myskada: you see? He calls us monkeys, his mind is broken
Vrulo Myskada: I am no monkey, neither is torian
Ailren: And I'm the Five Headed Queen!
Milly: *stares her up and down with blank, hollow, eyes*
Torian Burrfoot: I am not broken.
Ailren: Yer close enough dammit!
Milly: Where do you want to be fixed, hm?
Vrulo Myskada: I am orc, she is hin, Ailren's mind is broken
Milly: *stares around*
Torian Burrfoot: I don't need anything fixed.
Milly: But your head is broken.
Milly: *nods* ...
Torian Burrfoot: There is nothing wrong with my head!
Milly: Brain Rot. Yes.
Ailren: I'm betting I could still use the Dark Speech to slay you Vrulo, even if I can't use it by itself!
Torian Burrfoot: My brain is not rotting!
Milly: Brain Maggots?
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Ailren: Yes it is, if you actually enjoy such....
Milly: Yes.
Vrulo Myskada: and I'm betting I can knock you on your arse before you can even open the book
Ailren: Aberrant acts of wanton foulness!
Torian Burrfoot: I don't need anything fixed!
Milly: Please sit down. I can open... *pats the dark bone dagger*
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Vrulo Myskada: milly
Milly: Sit. Here. *points at the ground*
Dizzi Frostfingers: *eyes widen at the dagger*
Vrulo Myskada: Torian's head is not broken
Vrulo Myskada: Ailren's is
Vrulo Myskada: fix him first
Torian Burrfoot: I said no.
Milly: *stares over her shoulder, then up at Ailren*
Milly: I have no spare parts for him.
Milly: *...stares back at Torian* But for her... Yes.
Dizzi Frostfingers: *leans back behind the post, peeking out*
Vrulo Myskada: she is not broken
Vrulo Myskada: I can assure you
Vrulo Myskada: Ailren is
Torian Burrfoot: ....
Milly: We must be sure. *pats the dagger*
Vrulo Myskada: I am sure
Torian Burrfoot: Keep your distance.
Vrulo Myskada: There is nothing wrong with Torian
Milly: Hm.
Milly: Do not worry. It will hurt. *nods* I will fix.
Torian Burrfoot: Don't come near me.
Ailren: Wait, do not worry, it -will- hurt?
Milly: *her stare drifts off to some random point slightly behind her to the right* ...
Milly: ...
Milly: *stares up at Ailren a second*
Vrulo Myskada: You see that Milly! Ailren is broken
Ailren: Actually, if Torian enjoys such sick pastimes, that'd probably be an upside for her
Milly: Hm.
Torian Burrfoot: There is nothing wrong with me.
Milly: Perhaps a strawberry?
Torian Burrfoot: Eh... No...
Ailren: YES, there IS!
Milly: Hm? *fishes out a strawberry from her pack and a small pouch*
Torian Burrfoot: You keep it...
Milly: Hm?
Milly: No. It is for you.
Torian Burrfoot: I don't want it.
Milly: Hm-hm!
Vrulo Myskada: ummm... milly? Is that what I think it is?
Milly: *points at her with a pale finger* Then you -must- be broken.
Torian Burrfoot: I am -not- broken!
Milly: You do not want a strawberry. Hmph. Stupid.
Torian Burrfoot: Not from you!
Vrulo Myskada: are you giving Torian a red berry?
Milly: But you do not want to eat a strawberry. Then you must be broken.
Milly: No. I will not give it to her. She is broken.
Ailren: Well, maybe she can't eat strawberries
Ailren: I know I can't eat most plants. My teeth ain't worth a damn fer chewin'
Torian Burrfoot: I don't want -anything- from her!
Vrulo Myskada: yes, but you did offer her a red berry
Milly: *stuffs the strawberry in her mouth and chews awkwardly on it* ...
Vrulo Myskada: you are a hin aren't you?
Ailren: I just take big bites and swallow in one gulp
Torian Burrfoot: Well... You have part of it right...
Milly: She is no hin. She does not want strawberries - she is broken.
Torian Burrfoot: Just don't bite and it should be all good...
Milly: Logic. Hm.
Vrulo Myskada: No, milly... you are a hin are you not?
Milly: Yes.
Milly: Hm...
Ailren: *Gives another dark red body flush* MILLY, FIX HER -NOW-!
Milly: ...
Torian Burrfoot: I wouldn't want anything -she's- got anyway.
Vrulo Myskada: is there not a meaning for giving others red berries among your kind?
Milly: ...
Milly: You will have to hold her. Ailren.
Ailren: I ain't touchin' her!
Milly: Hmf.
Torian Burrfoot: Touch me, people start losing limbs.
Ailren: Don't you know how to cast Hold Person?
Milly: She does not want to be fixed. The Brain Maggots are too deep... she will rot. And die.
Milly: Yes.
Torian Burrfoot: ...
Ailren: I know she don't exactly qualify as a PERSON, but she's close enough!
Vrulo Myskada: I can't let you do that milly
Milly: Hm.
Torian Burrfoot: She touches me I'm killing you, Ailren.
Milly: Hm...
Milly: *eyes darts between them*
Ailren: That'll at least remove the IMAGES you left trapped in my mind like a rotting carcass of everything DECENT in the world!
Torian Burrfoot: You were going to have to learn sooner or later you big ninny!
Milly: *absently pats the dark bone dagger by her side* ...
Vrulo Myskada: that's easy, there is NOTHING decent in this world Ailren
Ailren: LATER WOULD HAVE BEEN PREFERABLE!
Torian Burrfoot: Why? I think I did an adequate job of explaining it so you got the general principles behind it.
Vrulo Myskada: Yeah, like when ailren finally grows a pair
Milly: *vacantly stares at them with hollow, milky, eyes* ...
Ailren: I DIDN'T -WANT- TO KNOW!
Torian Burrfoot: You asked.
Ailren: I retracted the question!
Milly: You are all... too broken. This requires more than fixing...
Torian Burrfoot: I am not broken.
Milly: *pats dagger* Padded cell.
Ailren: Yes you are, you deranged freak!
Torian Burrfoot: So says the crazy.
Milly: ...
Ailren: Any NORMAL humanoid would be disgusted by the act you implied!
Vrulo Myskada: any normal humanoid would requesting the act she described
Torian Burrfoot: Eh... Not really... Quite a few of the men would actually get excited by it...
Milly: What did she imply, hm?
Vrulo Myskada: *Leans down to Milly and whisper*
Ailren: Since when have men in this region counted as "normal humanoids"?
Milly: *stares up at Vrulo*
Vrulo Myskada: [Whisper] she described to Ailren oral sex
Vrulo Myskada: [Whisper] and he freaked out
Torian Burrfoot: *shrugs* You asked.
Milly: ...
Milly: *gives Vrulo an odd stare* ...
Ailren: As I keep saying, I then asked you NOT to! NOT!
Milly: She is broken.
Ailren: N..... O... T.... NOT!
Vrulo Myskada: not
Milly: Broken. Yes.
Vrulo Myskada: HE is broken if he truely doesn't like what she described
Milly: ...
Ailren: Oh great, the one the Selunites already tried to capture agrees with me
Torian Burrfoot: Keep your distance, Milly...
Milly: Yes.
Milly: You might be contagious.
Ailren: Now even SHE's creeped out by you Torian!
Milly: *adjusts her hood and veil*
Milly: ...
Vrulo Myskada: Phhht! Milly is creeped out by anything normal
Torian Burrfoot: Well serves her right! She creeps me out! We're even now!
Milly: Hm. No. You do not creep me out. I am just being careful. As with any disease.
Torian Burrfoot: I am not diseased!
Ailren: YES, you are!
Milly: Brain Rot.
Torian Burrfoot: I don't have brain rot! I'm perfectly fine and healthy!
Milly: Brain Maggots. Yes.
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Milly: Yes.
Ailren: YES!
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Milly: Yes.
Ailren: YES!
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Milly: Yes.
Ailren: Yes!
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Milly: Yes.
Ailren: Yes!
Torian Burrfoot: No! *looks at Ailren* Hush you!
Milly: ...
Vrulo Myskada: *shouts* SHUT UP ALL OF YOU, OR YOU ALL DIE!
Ailren: In order, YES!, NO!
Ailren: No!
Torian Burrfoot: Yes!
Dizzi Frostfingers: *crouchs behinds the post after hearing Vrulo*
Milly: *rubs her temples* ...
Torian Burrfoot: *points to Milly* No!
Milly: Yes.
Ailren: Yes!
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Milly: Yes.
Torian Burrfoot: *looks at Ailren* Hush! *back to Milly* No!
Milly: Yes.
Vrulo Myskada: I'd say not.
Torian Burrfoot: No way!
Milly: Yes.
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Milly: Yes.
Vrulo Myskada: I'd say not.
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Milly: Yes.
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Milly: Yes.
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Milly: Yes.
Vrulo Myskada: I have my doubts about that idea.
Ailren: YES!
Milly: Brain Rot.
Torian Burrfoot: She's almost as bad as you are!
Torian Burrfoot: Is not!
Milly: Yes.
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Ailren: Is so!
Ailren: Yes!
Milly: Brain Maggots.
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Milly: Yes.
Ailren: Yes!
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Milly: Yes.
Ailren: yes!
Torian Burrfoot: *points to Ailren* You hush. *points to Milly* You, go away.
Milly: *drums fingers on her staff* ...
Milly: No.
Torian Burrfoot: Yes.
Milly: No.
Ailren: No
Torian Burrfoot: Yes.
Ailren: Wait...
Milly: Brain Maggots.
Torian Burrfoot: No.
Milly: Yes.
Vrulo Myskada: I have my doubts about that idea.
Torian Burrfoot: No.
Ailren: I'm not sure which side to favor
Milly: Yes.
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Milly: Yes.
Ailren: Okay, we're back, yes!
Torian Burrfoot: Go away!
Milly: No.
Torian Burrfoot: Yes!
Milly: No.
Torian Burrfoot: Yes!
Milly: No.
Torian Burrfoot: Yes!
Milly: No.
Torian Burrfoot: yes!
Milly: No.
Torian Burrfoot: Yes!
Milly: No.
Torian Burrfoot: Yes!
Milly: No.
Torian Burrfoot: Vrulo, would you kindly remove her please?
Milly: No.
Torian Burrfoot: Yes.
Vrulo Myskada: I'm getting a damned headache
Milly: Brain Rot.
Vrulo Myskada: I'm off to rest
Torian Burrfoot: Is not!
Milly: Yes. Rest. *nods to him*
Ailren: Is so!
Milly: Yes.
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Ailren: Yes!
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Milly: Yes.
Torian Burrfoot: ...
Milly: Hm-hm.
Torian Burrfoot: Go away.
Milly: No.
Ailren: Wait, which argument are we on currently?
Torian Burrfoot: Fine.
Milly: Brain Rot.
Torian Burrfoot: No.
Milly: *stares after her* Yes.
Ailren: Yes
Milly: She will rot. And die.
Milly: ...and rot.
Ailren: I'm surrounded by sick freaks
Milly: Yes. Me too.
Ailren: How many of yours are real?
Milly: All of them.
Milly: *stares at something in the distance* ...
Ailren: Let me rephrase that, how many exist outside of the landscape of your mind?
Milly: Hm.
Milly: Most of them.
Ailren: Well, on that comfortin' note...
Milly: ...
*Ailren enters the Regal Griffon*
Harlee Rift: And put in abit of a rat
Torian Burrfoot: Think you've been spending too much time with that freak...
Ailren: Says another freak
Harlee Rift: Yeah well
Torian Burrfoot: I am not a freak!
Ailren: Disgustin'
*Milly walks into the Regal Griffon*
Torian Burrfoot: Gah! Keep your distance!
Harlee Rift: Thats right she fits in fine with the rest of us freaks
Ailren: Yes you are, only a freak would do something like that!
Torian Burrfoot: I am not a freak!
Torian Burrfoot: And you would have asked again later anyway!
Harlee Rift: Wait whats going on?
Ailren: Yes you are! That kind of stuff ain't natural!
Milly: ...
Torian Burrfoot: That stuff's not just for breeding. Some people have fun with it too!
Ailren: Hnn, wrong choice of arguement
Ailren: It's still GROSS!
Harlee Rift: Breeding?
Milly: Yes.
Torian Burrfoot: *keeps her hand on her sword hilt*
Milly: *puts a coin on the counter and stares up at Kale* Water. Clean glass.
Milly: Thank you. *takes a glass*
Torian Burrfoot: *just watches Milly*
Milly: *pulls down her veil and takes a short, careful, sip, keeping her stare fixed on some point slightly behind Torian to the right* ...
Harlee Rift: Hi Milly!
Milly: Yes. Hello. Harlee.
Milly: ...
Harlee Rift: I dont think Torian has brain rot Milly
Milly: Hm.
Torian Burrfoot: Thank you, Harlee.
Milly: She does not eat strawberries.
Ailren: Yes she does! No one except the diseased would do THAT!
Harlee Rift: Im sure she would if they were mixed into something
Milly: Hm...
Milly: *fishes out another strawberry from her pack*
Torian Burrfoot: I won't touch anything -she's- got.
Torian Burrfoot: No telling what kind of poisons are in them.
Ailren: She's divine punishment for your sick ways, Torian
Milly: *drops it in her glass of water and opens a pouch, sprinkling some powder into the water*
Milly: *stirs with a finger* Mixed, hm?
Harlee Rift: Erm
Torian Burrfoot: Ugh...
Milly: *holds it out for Torian*
Milly: *the water has taken an odd red-brown-pink-gray colour*
Torian Burrfoot: I already told you. I don't want anything you've got.
Milly: Hmph.
Milly: *stares at Harlee and offers her the Strawberry Mix*
Milly: Hm?
Harlee Rift: Erm i just had a big feast of strawberry and other odd and unnatural things
Harlee Rift: Im quite full
Ailren: Now to see if I can scrub hard enough to cleanse myself after this night...
Milly: Hrmfh... *stares down at her glass, looking disappointed and almost a bit hurt...*
Ailren: You could drink it yourself, Milly
Milly: ...
Harlee Rift: Yeah enjoy!
Milly: Hm.
Harlee Rift: You get to have it all to yourself
Milly: I am not thirsty anymore. She disgusts me. *stares coldly at Torian*
Torian Burrfoot: Feeling's mutual.
Milly: Yes.
Vrulo Myskada: Life isn't fair... get used to it
Ailren: Because I'm tired of it, and I swaer to the Undying Queen, if you talk about Marsember, or anything within Marsember, I'll make ya sorry
Torian Burrfoot: There's the one guy in Suzail. At the Prancin' Bull....
Vrulo Myskada: Ah yes... seems to me you came out of his room walking funny Torian
Torian Burrfoot: Hush you.
Ailren: *Throws a spell focus for mage armor at Torian*
Torian Burrfoot: Hey!
Ailren: Not that I really want to know, but when did they start admittin' non-humans?
Torian Burrfoot: When they found out a hin is perfect size for a lot of things... And they didn't see me...
Ailren: What are they the right height for, besides setting cold drinks on?
Ailren: No, wait, do NOT answer that, I doubt I want to know
*Torian moves to directly in front of Ailren*
Vrulo Myskada: *Smirks* she's likely to show you anyway
Ailren casting Mage Armor
Ailren casts Mage Armor
Ailren casting Shield
Ailren casts Shield
Ailren: *Sets up a Sheild around himself for protection*
Torian Burrfoot: You tell me... What am I the right height for, hmmm?
Ailren: For head butting me in the crotch
Vrulo Myskada: Well you're half right *smirks*
Vrulo Myskada: but I doubt you'd be interested anyway
Ailren: *Stares blankly at Vrulo* Huh?
Torian Burrfoot: With the right kind of massaging.... And a little nodding.... And.....
Vrulo Myskada: *Laughs* nevermind
Ailren: I... don't...
Ailren: ....
Torian Burrfoot: *looks up*
Ailren: Get away from me you sick little monkey!
Ailren: That is fouler than Son'ya!
Torian Burrfoot: Heh...
Vrulo Myskada: only if you were enjoying it
Ailren: Oh gods.... gods.... EWW!
Vrulo Myskada: however... since you're not... it's really quite amusing
Torian Burrfoot: Oh come on... I'm sure it's not that bad.
Ailren: You perverted FREAK!
Torian Burrfoot: Well you -did- ask....
Ailren: That's nasty on a level I've never before conceived!
Ailren: I said NEVERMIND damn you!
Vrulo Myskada: apparently you weren't fast enough Ailren
Torian Burrfoot: *throws her hands in the air* Woohoo!! New level of nastiness created for Ailren!!
Ailren: Disgusting!
Ailren: Just.... SICK!
Torian Burrfoot: Heh... No worse than sucking the meat from a crab leg.
Vrulo Myskada: He's just mad because he liked it
Vrulo Myskada: *Grins*
] Vrulo Myskada: *Pulls his helm off*
Ailren: Now I can never eat shellfish again, thank you very much!
Ailren: *Glares at Vrulo* Don't make me throw this disgusting freak hin at you!
Torian Burrfoot: Heh... Why? Afraid it might get you excited?
Ailren: Yer both diseased!
Vrulo Myskada: Should do it again Torian... I think he likes it
Ailren: Quiet you disgusting amoral babboon
Torian Burrfoot: I think you're right Vrulo...
Vrulo Myskada: *smirks* you don't know the half of it
Ailren: You should both be locked up by Selunites
Ailren: And even they likely lack the facilities to fix you
Torian Burrfoot: Why? Am I broken?
Ailren: In the head
Vrulo Myskada: No, he's broken
Torian Burrfoot: Heh...
Torian Burrfoot: I broke Ailren...
Vrulo Myskada: if it were anyone else they wouldn't be stopping you *grins*
Ailren: What kind of disgusting mind do you have to come up with something like THAT!
Torian Burrfoot: I dunno. Ask a human.
Torian Burrfoot: But you have to admit, the height thing -does- come in handy...
Ailren: *Glares again at Vrulo* It figures YOUR kind had a hand in it
Vrulo Myskada: what can I say, we're creatures of pleasure
Ailren: It comes in handy for nothing except for the potential for permanent psychological harm!
Torian Burrfoot: Yay!
Torian Burrfoot: Can I hug you?
Ailren: NO!
Torian Burrfoot: Please?
Ailren: Stay away from me!!
Torian Burrfoot: Oh come on! Just a quick little hug...
Ailren: Stay OUT of the force bubble!
Raven: *lands on the floor gracefully and starts walking about, seemingly looking for something on the ground*
Torian Burrfoot: But I wanna be in your bubble!
Ailren: Not with that disgusting activity!
Torian Burrfoot: Not my fault you asked.
Raven: *pecks at the ground then looks up and turns at the commotion*
Ailren: I SAID NEVER MIND!
Torian Burrfoot: You had to learn at some point.
Ailren: I was fine NOT learning, thank you very much!
Torian Burrfoot: Well what kind of mother-sister-aunt figure would I be if I didn't explain certain things, hmm?
Ailren: The kind that wasn't gods damned DISTGUSTING and PERVERTED!
Raven: *launches into the air and flies towards a fence post*
Torian Burrfoot: No... Now what would be perverted is if I drug you to an inn room, and instead of a general explination, I just did it.
Ailren: AGH!
Ailren: YER A DISGUSTING -FREAK-!
Torian Burrfoot: Love you too, dear.
Ailren: Where in the nine is a mind flayer when you need one?! I WANT my brain cleansed of all memories now!
Ailren: You damn disgusting degenerate....
Ailren: D....
Torian Burrfoot: Oh come on... Now you'll have something to show your Sven...
Ailren: Demented... oh damn, what's a closi... GRAH! *Full body blushes*
Raven: *looks up and down the road before finally fixscating on the two arguing again*
Raven: *lets out a caw and flies off into the skie*
Vrulo Myskada: You really ought to try it
Vrulo Myskada: there's nothing quite like it
Karis Wayland: all ready then
Ailren: Yer both sicker than Demogorgon's dreams!
Migel: Lets go
Karis Wayland: lead on
Vrulo Myskada: You're just mad because I've had it done before and you haven't
Ailren: That's because I ain't a FREAK like THAT!
Torian Burrfoot: How do you know?
Vrulo Myskada: Sure you are
Vrulo Myskada: you're just lying about it
Ailren: Because I AIN'T done NOTHIN' that... that...
Ailren: That...
Ailren: OBSCENE!
Torian Burrfoot: Well, like I said. Now you have something for your little friend.
Vrulo Myskada: *Smirks* I dunno Torian... maybe you ~should~ show him why it's fun
Ailren: Don't make me bludgeon you to death by beating her to death, Vrulo!
Ailren: And I ain't got NO "special friend"!
Torian Burrfoot: Who's this Sven then, hmm? And why'd you go all red?
Ailren: It's simply the maddened delusions of Vrulo's perverted fantasy!
Torian Burrfoot: Vrulo wants to see you happy?
Ailren: *Is still quite red*
Ailren: No, he wants to make me kill him in a blinded rage!
Torian Burrfoot: So you -do- have a special someone!
Milly: ...
Ailren: I have no such thing!
Vrulo Myskada: I told you... he likes Sven
Vrulo Myskada: he just won't admit it
Milly: Hm.
Ailren: *Notices Milly* You, these two are both broken! I demand you fix them immediately!
Milly: Hm?
Milly: Broken?
Torian Burrfoot: I am not broken!
Milly: *eyes darts between them*
Ailren: Both of them have broken heads!
Milly: Broken heads?
Torian Burrfoot: I am perfectly fine.
Milly: *pats the dark bone dagger by her side* I can fix.
Vrulo Myskada: *Looks to milly* no, Ailren's head is broken
Ailren: Full of sick delusions! Fix them quickly, before it worsens!
Milly: Ailren's head?
Vrulo Myskada: Aye
Milly: Hm...
Ailren: That's a lie! This perverted monkey and that perverted ape are both SICK!
Vrulo Myskada: He is a man and yet dislikes women
Milly: Ailren says your head is broken...-
Milly: Hm.
Vrulo Myskada: I am not the one that finds men sexually attractive
Vrulo Myskada: Ailren is
Ailren: And I said it first, so my claim takes precedent! Fix them!
Milly: *stares vacantly between them with hollow, milky, broken, eyes* ...
Torian Burrfoot: I don't know what you're talking about... But I'm sure Sven would like to....
Milly: You are all broken.
Ailren: These people are talking about and claim to enjoy far more disgusting acts of sexual deviance!
Milly: Hmf...
Torian Burrfoot: You say that like it's a bad thing.
Ailren: And I'm the least broken, so fix them first!
Ailren: IT -IS-!
Torian Burrfoot: You're just upset because you haven't experienced anything yet.
Milly: *digs through a bag*
Ailren: If that's something to experience, I'd rather live in the empty void of Shar!
Vrulo Myskada: *Looks to Milly* keep in mind... Lord Phelzaron prefers me the way I am
Torian Burrfoot: *frowns*
Milly: *stares up at Torian* I have spare parts for you. I can fix you now.
Ailren: You people are SICK!
Milly: Hm. *nods slightly to Vrulo*
Milly: Sick. Yes. Needs to be fixed.
Torian Burrfoot: *whispers in a low growl*
Ailren: All of you, and Milly's the least so, which speaks VOLUMES!
Torian Burrfoot: [Whisper] Don't you -ever- mention that name again...
Vrulo Myskada: Yes, Ailren needs to be fixed
Milly: ...
Ailren: *Hisses back*
Vrulo Myskada: his mind is broken
Ailren: [Whisper] Fine
Ailren: My head is just fine! It's these other two monkeys that need help!
Torian Burrfoot: I am perfectly fine.
Milly: No. Broken.
Vrulo Myskada: you see? He calls us monkeys, his mind is broken
Vrulo Myskada: I am no monkey, neither is torian
Ailren: And I'm the Five Headed Queen!
Milly: *stares her up and down with blank, hollow, eyes*
Torian Burrfoot: I am not broken.
Ailren: Yer close enough dammit!
Milly: Where do you want to be fixed, hm?
Vrulo Myskada: I am orc, she is hin, Ailren's mind is broken
Milly: *stares around*
Torian Burrfoot: I don't need anything fixed.
Milly: But your head is broken.
Milly: *nods* ...
Torian Burrfoot: There is nothing wrong with my head!
Milly: Brain Rot. Yes.
Ailren: I'm betting I could still use the Dark Speech to slay you Vrulo, even if I can't use it by itself!
Torian Burrfoot: My brain is not rotting!
Milly: Brain Maggots?
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Ailren: Yes it is, if you actually enjoy such....
Milly: Yes.
Vrulo Myskada: and I'm betting I can knock you on your arse before you can even open the book
Ailren: Aberrant acts of wanton foulness!
Torian Burrfoot: I don't need anything fixed!
Milly: Please sit down. I can open... *pats the dark bone dagger*
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Vrulo Myskada: milly
Milly: Sit. Here. *points at the ground*
Dizzi Frostfingers: *eyes widen at the dagger*
Vrulo Myskada: Torian's head is not broken
Vrulo Myskada: Ailren's is
Vrulo Myskada: fix him first
Torian Burrfoot: I said no.
Milly: *stares over her shoulder, then up at Ailren*
Milly: I have no spare parts for him.
Milly: *...stares back at Torian* But for her... Yes.
Dizzi Frostfingers: *leans back behind the post, peeking out*
Vrulo Myskada: she is not broken
Vrulo Myskada: I can assure you
Vrulo Myskada: Ailren is
Torian Burrfoot: ....
Milly: We must be sure. *pats the dagger*
Vrulo Myskada: I am sure
Torian Burrfoot: Keep your distance.
Vrulo Myskada: There is nothing wrong with Torian
Milly: Hm.
Milly: Do not worry. It will hurt. *nods* I will fix.
Torian Burrfoot: Don't come near me.
Ailren: Wait, do not worry, it -will- hurt?
Milly: *her stare drifts off to some random point slightly behind her to the right* ...
Milly: ...
Milly: *stares up at Ailren a second*
Vrulo Myskada: You see that Milly! Ailren is broken
Ailren: Actually, if Torian enjoys such sick pastimes, that'd probably be an upside for her
Milly: Hm.
Torian Burrfoot: There is nothing wrong with me.
Milly: Perhaps a strawberry?
Torian Burrfoot: Eh... No...
Ailren: YES, there IS!
Milly: Hm? *fishes out a strawberry from her pack and a small pouch*
Torian Burrfoot: You keep it...
Milly: Hm?
Milly: No. It is for you.
Torian Burrfoot: I don't want it.
Milly: Hm-hm!
Vrulo Myskada: ummm... milly? Is that what I think it is?
Milly: *points at her with a pale finger* Then you -must- be broken.
Torian Burrfoot: I am -not- broken!
Milly: You do not want a strawberry. Hmph. Stupid.
Torian Burrfoot: Not from you!
Vrulo Myskada: are you giving Torian a red berry?
Milly: But you do not want to eat a strawberry. Then you must be broken.
Milly: No. I will not give it to her. She is broken.
Ailren: Well, maybe she can't eat strawberries
Ailren: I know I can't eat most plants. My teeth ain't worth a damn fer chewin'
Torian Burrfoot: I don't want -anything- from her!
Vrulo Myskada: yes, but you did offer her a red berry
Milly: *stuffs the strawberry in her mouth and chews awkwardly on it* ...
Vrulo Myskada: you are a hin aren't you?
Ailren: I just take big bites and swallow in one gulp
Torian Burrfoot: Well... You have part of it right...
Milly: She is no hin. She does not want strawberries - she is broken.
Torian Burrfoot: Just don't bite and it should be all good...
Milly: Logic. Hm.
Vrulo Myskada: No, milly... you are a hin are you not?
Milly: Yes.
Milly: Hm...
Ailren: *Gives another dark red body flush* MILLY, FIX HER -NOW-!
Milly: ...
Torian Burrfoot: I wouldn't want anything -she's- got anyway.
Vrulo Myskada: is there not a meaning for giving others red berries among your kind?
Milly: ...
Milly: You will have to hold her. Ailren.
Ailren: I ain't touchin' her!
Milly: Hmf.
Torian Burrfoot: Touch me, people start losing limbs.
Ailren: Don't you know how to cast Hold Person?
Milly: She does not want to be fixed. The Brain Maggots are too deep... she will rot. And die.
Milly: Yes.
Torian Burrfoot: ...
Ailren: I know she don't exactly qualify as a PERSON, but she's close enough!
Vrulo Myskada: I can't let you do that milly
Milly: Hm.
Torian Burrfoot: She touches me I'm killing you, Ailren.
Milly: Hm...
Milly: *eyes darts between them*
Ailren: That'll at least remove the IMAGES you left trapped in my mind like a rotting carcass of everything DECENT in the world!
Torian Burrfoot: You were going to have to learn sooner or later you big ninny!
Milly: *absently pats the dark bone dagger by her side* ...
Vrulo Myskada: that's easy, there is NOTHING decent in this world Ailren
Ailren: LATER WOULD HAVE BEEN PREFERABLE!
Torian Burrfoot: Why? I think I did an adequate job of explaining it so you got the general principles behind it.
Vrulo Myskada: Yeah, like when ailren finally grows a pair
Milly: *vacantly stares at them with hollow, milky, eyes* ...
Ailren: I DIDN'T -WANT- TO KNOW!
Torian Burrfoot: You asked.
Ailren: I retracted the question!
Milly: You are all... too broken. This requires more than fixing...
Torian Burrfoot: I am not broken.
Milly: *pats dagger* Padded cell.
Ailren: Yes you are, you deranged freak!
Torian Burrfoot: So says the crazy.
Milly: ...
Ailren: Any NORMAL humanoid would be disgusted by the act you implied!
Vrulo Myskada: any normal humanoid would requesting the act she described
Torian Burrfoot: Eh... Not really... Quite a few of the men would actually get excited by it...
Milly: What did she imply, hm?
Vrulo Myskada: *Leans down to Milly and whisper*
Ailren: Since when have men in this region counted as "normal humanoids"?
Milly: *stares up at Vrulo*
Vrulo Myskada: [Whisper] she described to Ailren oral sex
Vrulo Myskada: [Whisper] and he freaked out
Torian Burrfoot: *shrugs* You asked.
Milly: ...
Milly: *gives Vrulo an odd stare* ...
Ailren: As I keep saying, I then asked you NOT to! NOT!
Milly: She is broken.
Ailren: N..... O... T.... NOT!
Vrulo Myskada: not
Milly: Broken. Yes.
Vrulo Myskada: HE is broken if he truely doesn't like what she described
Milly: ...
Ailren: Oh great, the one the Selunites already tried to capture agrees with me
Torian Burrfoot: Keep your distance, Milly...
Milly: Yes.
Milly: You might be contagious.
Ailren: Now even SHE's creeped out by you Torian!
Milly: *adjusts her hood and veil*
Milly: ...
Vrulo Myskada: Phhht! Milly is creeped out by anything normal
Torian Burrfoot: Well serves her right! She creeps me out! We're even now!
Milly: Hm. No. You do not creep me out. I am just being careful. As with any disease.
Torian Burrfoot: I am not diseased!
Ailren: YES, you are!
Milly: Brain Rot.
Torian Burrfoot: I don't have brain rot! I'm perfectly fine and healthy!
Milly: Brain Maggots. Yes.
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Milly: Yes.
Ailren: YES!
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Milly: Yes.
Ailren: YES!
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Milly: Yes.
Ailren: Yes!
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Milly: Yes.
Ailren: Yes!
Torian Burrfoot: No! *looks at Ailren* Hush you!
Milly: ...
Vrulo Myskada: *shouts* SHUT UP ALL OF YOU, OR YOU ALL DIE!
Ailren: In order, YES!, NO!
Ailren: No!
Torian Burrfoot: Yes!
Dizzi Frostfingers: *crouchs behinds the post after hearing Vrulo*
Milly: *rubs her temples* ...
Torian Burrfoot: *points to Milly* No!
Milly: Yes.
Ailren: Yes!
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Milly: Yes.
Torian Burrfoot: *looks at Ailren* Hush! *back to Milly* No!
Milly: Yes.
Vrulo Myskada: I'd say not.
Torian Burrfoot: No way!
Milly: Yes.
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Milly: Yes.
Vrulo Myskada: I'd say not.
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Milly: Yes.
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Milly: Yes.
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Milly: Yes.
Vrulo Myskada: I have my doubts about that idea.
Ailren: YES!
Milly: Brain Rot.
Torian Burrfoot: She's almost as bad as you are!
Torian Burrfoot: Is not!
Milly: Yes.
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Ailren: Is so!
Ailren: Yes!
Milly: Brain Maggots.
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Milly: Yes.
Ailren: Yes!
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Milly: Yes.
Ailren: yes!
Torian Burrfoot: *points to Ailren* You hush. *points to Milly* You, go away.
Milly: *drums fingers on her staff* ...
Milly: No.
Torian Burrfoot: Yes.
Milly: No.
Ailren: No
Torian Burrfoot: Yes.
Ailren: Wait...
Milly: Brain Maggots.
Torian Burrfoot: No.
Milly: Yes.
Vrulo Myskada: I have my doubts about that idea.
Torian Burrfoot: No.
Ailren: I'm not sure which side to favor
Milly: Yes.
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Milly: Yes.
Ailren: Okay, we're back, yes!
Torian Burrfoot: Go away!
Milly: No.
Torian Burrfoot: Yes!
Milly: No.
Torian Burrfoot: Yes!
Milly: No.
Torian Burrfoot: Yes!
Milly: No.
Torian Burrfoot: yes!
Milly: No.
Torian Burrfoot: Yes!
Milly: No.
Torian Burrfoot: Yes!
Milly: No.
Torian Burrfoot: Vrulo, would you kindly remove her please?
Milly: No.
Torian Burrfoot: Yes.
Vrulo Myskada: I'm getting a damned headache
Milly: Brain Rot.
Vrulo Myskada: I'm off to rest
Torian Burrfoot: Is not!
Milly: Yes. Rest. *nods to him*
Ailren: Is so!
Milly: Yes.
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Ailren: Yes!
Torian Burrfoot: No!
Milly: Yes.
Torian Burrfoot: ...
Milly: Hm-hm.
Torian Burrfoot: Go away.
Milly: No.
Ailren: Wait, which argument are we on currently?
Torian Burrfoot: Fine.
Milly: Brain Rot.
Torian Burrfoot: No.
Milly: *stares after her* Yes.
Ailren: Yes
Milly: She will rot. And die.
Milly: ...and rot.
Ailren: I'm surrounded by sick freaks
Milly: Yes. Me too.
Ailren: How many of yours are real?
Milly: All of them.
Milly: *stares at something in the distance* ...
Ailren: Let me rephrase that, how many exist outside of the landscape of your mind?
Milly: Hm.
Milly: Most of them.
Ailren: Well, on that comfortin' note...
Milly: ...
*Ailren enters the Regal Griffon*
Harlee Rift: And put in abit of a rat
Torian Burrfoot: Think you've been spending too much time with that freak...
Ailren: Says another freak
Harlee Rift: Yeah well
Torian Burrfoot: I am not a freak!
Ailren: Disgustin'
*Milly walks into the Regal Griffon*
Torian Burrfoot: Gah! Keep your distance!
Harlee Rift: Thats right she fits in fine with the rest of us freaks
Ailren: Yes you are, only a freak would do something like that!
Torian Burrfoot: I am not a freak!
Torian Burrfoot: And you would have asked again later anyway!
Harlee Rift: Wait whats going on?
Ailren: Yes you are! That kind of stuff ain't natural!
Milly: ...
Torian Burrfoot: That stuff's not just for breeding. Some people have fun with it too!
Ailren: Hnn, wrong choice of arguement
Ailren: It's still GROSS!
Harlee Rift: Breeding?
Milly: Yes.
Torian Burrfoot: *keeps her hand on her sword hilt*
Milly: *puts a coin on the counter and stares up at Kale* Water. Clean glass.
Milly: Thank you. *takes a glass*
Torian Burrfoot: *just watches Milly*
Milly: *pulls down her veil and takes a short, careful, sip, keeping her stare fixed on some point slightly behind Torian to the right* ...
Harlee Rift: Hi Milly!
Milly: Yes. Hello. Harlee.
Milly: ...
Harlee Rift: I dont think Torian has brain rot Milly
Milly: Hm.
Torian Burrfoot: Thank you, Harlee.
Milly: She does not eat strawberries.
Ailren: Yes she does! No one except the diseased would do THAT!
Harlee Rift: Im sure she would if they were mixed into something
Milly: Hm...
Milly: *fishes out another strawberry from her pack*
Torian Burrfoot: I won't touch anything -she's- got.
Torian Burrfoot: No telling what kind of poisons are in them.
Ailren: She's divine punishment for your sick ways, Torian
Milly: *drops it in her glass of water and opens a pouch, sprinkling some powder into the water*
Milly: *stirs with a finger* Mixed, hm?
Harlee Rift: Erm
Torian Burrfoot: Ugh...
Milly: *holds it out for Torian*
Milly: *the water has taken an odd red-brown-pink-gray colour*
Torian Burrfoot: I already told you. I don't want anything you've got.
Milly: Hmph.
Milly: *stares at Harlee and offers her the Strawberry Mix*
Milly: Hm?
Harlee Rift: Erm i just had a big feast of strawberry and other odd and unnatural things
Harlee Rift: Im quite full
Ailren: Now to see if I can scrub hard enough to cleanse myself after this night...
Milly: Hrmfh... *stares down at her glass, looking disappointed and almost a bit hurt...*
Ailren: You could drink it yourself, Milly
Milly: ...
Harlee Rift: Yeah enjoy!
Milly: Hm.
Harlee Rift: You get to have it all to yourself
Milly: I am not thirsty anymore. She disgusts me. *stares coldly at Torian*
Torian Burrfoot: Feeling's mutual.
Milly: Yes.