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[meltstick]

Honestly don't know how this wasn't up sooner since I goddamn live here.

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missy;

[meltstick]

[ from here ]

I mean. You're welcome for the opportunity.

Arms, of course. Why can't anyone ever want to buy my VR giant monster rampage sims? More for me I guess.

where does the time go

[mistressery]

Hush now. Save 'you're welcome'. That wasn't a proper thank you.

Too topical? Close to home? They're often arming themselves against giant rampaging monsters.

[meltstick]

Oh? Should I hold my breath?

Fair point. Too bad for them I'm out of the business of buying those for a while and Taneleer is very picky.

[mistressery]

Can if you like. I don't see why not. What harm could it do ya?

OMG I know right
VERY picky
Got him a swarm of air-piranha. The shadows that melt the flesh. He didn't love 'em.

[meltstick]

True that. Though you can be very breathtaking.

He's soooo hard to buy for. Don't take it too hard. I've given him bulk gifts before with a bunch of unique and powerful things and then he just gets all fluttery over some glowy mushrooms that happen to be growing on one of them. He's ridiculous.

[mistressery]

I bet you say that to all the sentient lifeforms.

Glowy mushrooms sound more like your thing. Hallucinogenic, yes-no-maybe?

[meltstick]

Only the attractive ones.

Not all that glitters is gold and not all mushrooms that glow give you a fun trip. But you're not wrong. You ever do anything like that?

[mistressery]

Well, I am that. Not gonna argue with you there. I'd do me, I really would.

[Alas, the Grandmaster doesn't seem very choosy, so she's not convinced it's much of a compliment coming from him. What isn't attractive, seen through his eyes?]

Synthetics, mainly. But I wouldn't mind getting back to nature with you, dear.

[meltstick]

You know, I might be able to arrange that for you. When's your birthday?

[ Well it really wouldn't do for him to suggest he hasn't got other options, would it? He hardly feels like she's committed to him either. ]

I usually don't do it in the company of anyone but my bodyguard. You never met Topaz, did you? She'd have hated you for sure.

[mistressery]

[ continued ]

You're cute when you're twisting my arm, like a petulant child. Not impossible, I'll admit, under pressure. And now that you mention it, I can't undo it that easily. We're talking seven layers here. But let's both please ourselves. I have a costume department of my very own.

You can dress me, if I can dress you. Agreed?

for brollector;

[meltstick]

[ Continued from here. ]

[ But he's possibly the only one who thinks it's mushable? He gotta. ]

That's what I mean. And now that they have some means of global communication, isolated invasions don't really stay isolated.

And well I wouldn't want to ruin every surprise... But it might interest you to know a buddy and I collaborated on a game preserve here a while back. It's covered in ice now, so I'm going to have to check on the critters, but they should be ok. Now that you've reminded me, I'm very curious to see what's there.

[ Taneleer isn't wrong, but En Dwi Gast is referring specifically to the little property project he had basically just tossed some interesting and throwaway creatures into, wondering what would survive and form in a simulated environment. It'd also been a possible pre-emptive solution for a few different Elders in need of recreation.

Yeah, he's not still trying to get Taneleer to abandon his post... not at all. ]

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[knowhereman]

[Him and maybe the dog wanna smush. But that doesn't mean Taneleer has any obligation to award smushing rights, dammit. But En Dwi Gast--you really are evil! Thinking about smushing the brother's lips and tempting your fairly well-intentioned bro from keeping the Universe safe, after he makes an offer to help you take over the planet you're staying on!] En Dwi Gast, you will not dissuade me from remaining on Knowhere.

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[knowhereman]

[...and yet, mere moments later, this little message comes through:] But I feel that I must inquire, for entirely scientific purposes, as to what sorts of creatures you've kept on that preserve.

[Totally scientific. Not out of greed or jealousy or mania, no.]

[meltstick]

[ Listen, squishing your little brother's cheeks between your hands is a gift you give yourself. You gotta fight for your right to party smush.

He's beginning to draft a reply to the first text when the second comes in. Ha! ]

Oh, there was all kinds of stuff there when I left and I've occasionally had a few things sent over since. The native population when we began were all what the Terrans call dinosaurs. I know my associate added a few things since themselves. I couldn't say how it's evolved since then since it's free range. 👀👀👀

But I can send you a few pictures when I check in? Have you heard of Snapchat? I just discovered it here. Simple little program, but an inspired one!

[knowhereman]

[:((((( You were only going to smush the lips, Bro, now you're going for the rest of his face? Are you just going to pinch your little brother's butt while you're at i--actually wait don't answer that, please.

Taneleer Tivan's just sitting on a chair that's probably worth half a planet, poutingfrowning very deeply at this message that's come his way. How dare he? How dare the Grandmaster do such a thing--tempting him with free range dinosaurs! (Ahh, just the thought of them evolving independently of external influences...the value such sequestered animals could possess!)] Your cruelty knows no bounds, Brother.

I haven't heard of Snapchat. But I assume that you talk with pictures, as the name would suggest. If you'd send pictures, I would need to send something as well. Otherwise it wouldn't be a conversation.

[meltstick]

I don't know, I can think of at least two boundaries.

You send pictures that can only be viewed for a few minutes or less before they delete themselves. It's kind of brilliant in a really ironic way.

Send me something, then. That sounds fair to me.

[knowhereman]

[Comes with this text, less than a minute later:] Am I doing this right?

[meltstick]

[ Brat. ]

Did you replace the dog? Speaking of, both species are a lot more prevalent around here than I thought they'd be. I hear the weather sometimes casts them down en masse from the heavens but I've yet to witness the phenomenon myself.

[knowhereman]

[Despot.

Tempting him with dinos and cats and dogs that rain from the sky...]

I would never replace my head of Security, but I've many specimens of the family Felidae. And I think what you're referring to is actually a Terran metaphor, Brother, for heavy rains. An inaccurate one, if I may add. It would be more appropriate for the Terrans to compare inclement downpours to frogs and fish, which do fall from the sky at times. But I'd think any of those prospects would pale terribly, especially when compared to what would typically fall from the Sakaaran sky.

[meltstick]

[ Well to him, you can't really call yourself devoted unless you have your resolve challenged. Still, this is one of those times he sort of wishes Taneleer would bend or snap.

Pause for the Grandmaster guiltily having to Google what a frog is only to find they resemble quite a lot of aliens he's seen in the past. Frogs must get around. ]

Oh yeah, when we say some collection of objects are falling out of the sky, it isn't metaphorical. Gotta say I kind of miss the debris showers here. There was always the possibility of something exciting coming from them. I suppose soon enough the Terran skies will have a different kind of excitement.

[magpiemythos]

So!

Anyways!

I am pretty sure I'm gonna be over sunbathing for the next forever or so!!!!

╮(￣～￣)╭

[meltstick]

WHAT

NO

WHY

[magpiemythos]

Well um.

Burning alive kinda puts a damper on the idea.

Just a little?

[meltstick]

Who?

[magpiemythos]

Weeeell-

Long story short it's my evil and crazy old alternate-dimension-but-future self? Or something like that?