looking for a homestead (possibly MoL); canon is Thrilling Adventure Hour

[red_planet_blues]

Really? I--really? We're doing this? You really oughta think this through some more. Especially considerin' how indecisive you are. Or picky. I dunno. I just don't want no part of it, since I might end up on one of those horror games or somethin'. Though I saw you lookin' at that fantasy-whatever game. Somethin' about me being a paladin. What the hell is that even about.

I also don't really like the idea of being pulled away from my marshalin', neither. What are we gonna do, leave Mars in the hands of Pemily? [Lord almighty no everyone would be dead in a week.] And if I leave Croach behind, he'll be stuck in some kinda weird onus-limbo until I get back. Plus you're not even all caught up yet. Yeah, I know you're almost there, but 'almost' only counts in space horseshoes and hand grenades.

... Yeah okay, none of this is convincin' ya. Reckon the best I can do sit back, stay quiet and hope you never come to a decision.

Comments

[witchofnewmarais]

Your mun's looking at that fantasy bullshit too, yeah? Looks tricky to me.

[A lazy shrug covers for a distant gaze.]

Th' point of a place where ev'rybody's special...

[red_planet_blues]

Tricky's a good word for it. I already trained for my job ages ago. Why does she think I'd wanna do it all over again? And to be a paladin? Whatever.

[witchofnewmarais]

Dunno, but sounds like you and dis heifer need to get to an understanding.

[red_planet_blues]

"Heifer"? That's harsh.

I think our understand goes as far as "I'm not going to a place where people get murdered all the time, and I can't do a lick about it". Which, y'know. I guess is better'n nothing.

[witchofnewmarais]

[As usual, she's not bothered by the assessment of her tone or viewpoint.]

Lucky you. Least you got a game. I got three others to fight with if she ends up with that fantasy place as somewhere to go.

[red_planet_blues]

Wouldn't be too sure of that. The mun's flip-flopping on it as we speak. So at this rate, it'll end up bein' nowhere. Which. Y'know. I'm cool with. [Better nowhere than a place like Haven or the Box. Not that he couldn't handle it.]

[witchofnewmarais]

Muns sure like to send folk to weird bullshit games, eh? I saw mine look at some body horror and told her to keep her ass moving.

[red_planet_blues]

"Body horror"? Sounds awfully specific. I think I'll pass. I'll stick with weird fantasy crystal stuff, then.

[holycrows]

Maybe you'll get lucky and she'll get in some sort of unfortunate accident! Like a piano falls on her, nyahaha.

[red_planet_blues]

Yeah. No. Let's not-- Let's not wish weird cartoon death on people.

[holycrows]

Oh, no, something that heavy would leave blood everywhere! It'd be a pretty awful site for most people. If it was a cartoon they would just turn into an accordion.

[red_planet_blues]

And this ain't a cartoon, so...

Who are you, anyway?

[holycrows]

I'm Henry. My mun wants to send me to the magic crystal place too.

[red_planet_blues]

Oh, great. [Sad as flat as can be.] So what do you know about this place? Other than it sounds pretty ridiculous.

[holycrows]

Oh? It sounds pretty normal. Everyone gets a job, we go on an epic adventure across the world. We'll probably kill a lot of monsters too. The weirdest things is that they ride birds instead of horses.

[red_planet_blues]

I'm busy enough ridin' back and forth across Mars. I don't need to go somewhere else for that.

Wait, birds? How does that work?

[holycrows]

I guess a flock if birds comes and carries you where you need to go? Thats how I'm used to bird based transportation.

[red_planet_blues]

...You travel by birds. That carry you.

[wat]

Is that normal?

[Says the guy who rides a rocket-powered cyborg horse.]

[holycrows]

Probably not! Birds just really like me. I can only get them to do it for dramatic purposes though. Crows really like making a show.

I made a shrieking noise with my mouth

[praisenahnohtek]

Your concern for my onus is appreciated, if unnecessary given my similar state of being in the head of a human.

i literally just flailed in my chair and scared the cat

[red_planet_blues]

Huh. Didn't expect to see you here. Don't tell me you're gonna get pushed into one of these game things, too.

Seriously, you are so amazing i can't even

[praisenahnohtek]

It is a potential situation. The schedule of the mun is apparently crucial to this decision.

/)_(\

[red_planet_blues]

Same with mine. Somethin' about school 'n work. Ya think she'd worry more about that than what weird place she's gonna shove me off too. Talk about priorities.

[praisenahnohtek]

Their priorities are indeed baffling.

To open another discussion concept, there appears to be a lack of robotic outlaws, universe ending threats, or any trace of G'loot Praktaw. I cannot help but find this alarming for reasons onus and otherwise.

[red_planet_blues]

There ain't many places like Mars out there, so wherever we end up probably ain't gonna have any of that.

'Cept maybe the universe-ending stuff. Maybe just world-ending, though. It'd be pretty boring to be in a game where there wasn't anything that needed savin', I guess. [And he'd only get bored, really.]

[praisenahnohtek]

While I would not consider it to carry a designation of boring, I would admit that it would make it difficult to fulfill my onus to you. [Because that always takes priority.]

Unfortunately, I am already under onus to many humans in this plane of existence.

[red_planet_blues]

What? Already? What have you even been doing? [Then again, just about anything constitutes a Martian onus. He shouldn't be surprised.]

[praisenahnohtek]

There was a strange experiment designated as a "test drive." My safety was ensured at multiple junctures.

[Translation: People saved him from getting hurt in omegafriends. A lot.]

[red_planet_blues]

Oh right, those things. Yeah, I'm in one of those. Saving princess from fire-breathing snakes. Y'know. Hero stuff. [Looking just slightly proud. Let's not mention that he got roasted like a marshmallow.]

[praisenahnohtek]

How does the snake utilize fire to breathe? That does not make sense.

[red_planet_blues]

What, no, it doesn't breath in fire, it-- Okay, that's not the important part here. The important part is that it really is lookin' like I'm gonna end up in this place. So, if you ain't goin' anywhere, you might have to...[He really doesn't want this to be a repeat of the sheriff incident. He sighs and mutters the last bit.] Just... Just keep an eye on things while I'm off fixin' whatever problems this new place's got.

[praisenahnohtek]

[Croach thinks this over before finally responding.]

I will complete your instructions, as it will reduce my onus to you.

I'm sorry I couldn't resist both of my TAH guys

[hiallmybuddies]

Sparkles! Hey, how ya been? Looking more alive than I expected you to be!

omg i just laughed so hard

[red_planet_blues]

[Oh no. We're not doing this. No thank you.]

Great. What are you doing here. For a second, I thought goin' to one of these games meant 100-percent less Jupiter spies in my life.

Then I'm playing him right. Huzzah!

[hiallmybuddies]

Same reason you're here, I expect. I mean, unless you aren't here to bring glory to Queen Quaflix and perpetuate the birthright of Firmso.

Oh that's right, humans don't do that, do they? Then we aren't here for the same reasons. My bad!

he's my favorite, haha

[red_planet_blues]

Yeah, no. Not even close. Look, I'm makin' a deal with this mun person of mine right now: I'm goin' wherever you ain't.

He's so great

[hiallmybuddies]

Oh, Sparks Nevada, why so uptight? Here's a thought, just spitballing, let's relax by sharing some secrets! You go first!

[red_planet_blues]

Yeah, I got a secret. It's about my secret wish of shootin' every last Jupiter spy I can find. [And he's got a pair of pistols with your name on it, pal.]

[hiallmybuddies]

Wow, racism. Not cool man.