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accordancy2012-06-09 09:46 pm
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[so it looks like today is Robin's equivalent of "spring cleaning" day at the hideout. he's mostly getting his shit in order, tying up some loose ends, trashing the old stuff that no one wants anymore, aaaand... dealing with some business.]
[Euri]
[he hasn't spoken to her in a looooong time... but today he decided to change that.]
Hey. You really still hiding out in the woods?
Come on, come back. You must be bored to tears out there.
[Murdertastic Filter]
So, hey. Can't help but notice there's been an awful lot of murdering going on.
Think you guys could maybe not attract the attention of the whole fucking city?
[Public]
[with that finally out of the way and him waiting for responses (if they come at all), he's decided to just hang around on one of the couches and distractedly hum something that sounds a little like the Wren Song. there's a distant tapping that might be his foot on a wall.
but eventually he stops that, too. his attention span isn't all that great on a normal day, but today it's even worse. he'll start talking to no one in particular (which means the journal).]
You know what I miss? Fight rings. And not that publicly broadcasted shit they clean up for TV and radio, no--I'm talking real, messy, Underground fights. Those were the best fucking nights. Always a party.
[tap tap tap tap.]
I wonder if they've got anything like that hiding around here... Some corner of the slums, maybe.
[Euri]
[he hasn't spoken to her in a looooong time... but today he decided to change that.]
Hey. You really still hiding out in the woods?
Come on, come back. You must be bored to tears out there.
[Murdertastic Filter]
So, hey. Can't help but notice there's been an awful lot of murdering going on.
Think you guys could maybe not attract the attention of the whole fucking city?
[Public]
[with that finally out of the way and him waiting for responses (if they come at all), he's decided to just hang around on one of the couches and distractedly hum something that sounds a little like the Wren Song. there's a distant tapping that might be his foot on a wall.
but eventually he stops that, too. his attention span isn't all that great on a normal day, but today it's even worse. he'll start talking to no one in particular (which means the journal).]
You know what I miss? Fight rings. And not that publicly broadcasted shit they clean up for TV and radio, no--I'm talking real, messy, Underground fights. Those were the best fucking nights. Always a party.
[tap tap tap tap.]
I wonder if they've got anything like that hiding around here... Some corner of the slums, maybe.
wow i thought i hit enter kjsdf
Really. I blame the guys in my family getting me into watching fights and such.
the post button is a clever beast
it truly is
I'm full of surprises~ But anyway, let me know if you find anything like that and I will so go with you to watch.
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[he taps his foot against the wall again.]
Guess that's my next project.
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[...Tabby.]
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--For me? Uh. [oh, right. conversation.] The Underground is. Skeleton City's got a pretty notorious one.
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That crazy, huh? Anything absurd you've even seen down there?
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We talking good absurd or bad absurd?
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Both.
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I think "good" absurd is probably either the guy down the street who sold meat buns and booze, or the giant robot we were hiding in our cellar.
"Bad" absurd were the cults. Or anything below Level 25.
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How crazy are the cults?
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[a nod of matter-of-factness.]
And the cults were a pretty varied bunch. Illegal use of magic, desecrating sacred ground, ritual sacrifices, trapping souls, attempting to raise the dead...
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Oh, the usual crazy nonsense they do. They sound like supernatural KKK.
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...and what are those guys' deal? [what a weird name :|]
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Sound more like the Priesthood, actually. Bunch of pricks.