I'm not even going to try to dignify this with context.

[lockpick]

[Someone sounds uncharacteristically bad-tempered, today.]

Yeah, yeah. You're all real funny.

[...okay, it would be funnier if the joke wasn't on him. He's always been sort of defensive about getting motionsick. Namecalling is just insult to injury.]

Do I have to come knock some sense into you or something? I've still got things to do while you're busy messing around, y'know.

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[edgar_roni]

What's the matter, My A---um, excuse me. Locke. Having trouble keeping things down with your mun?

[His composure? He can barely contain it. For once, the joke's not on him.]

[lockpick]

[Not yet it isn't.]

I don't want to hear it.

["Keeping things down," very clever. This is punishment for the bear puns, isn't it.]

Maybe you can get yours to stop wondering about your love life.

[edgar_roni]

...

[Now, he's not so amused.]

I appreciate your concern, but really, you ought to get that...issue of yours looked at.

[aria_di_celes]

I apologize.

[On behalf of her mun. :'| ]

[lockpick]

Not like it's your fault.

[Despite appearances, he's not actually mad at her...]

[aria_di_celes]

Still, I feel somewhat responsible. I don't know what everyone thinks is so funny...

[That kind of name-calling is totally uncalled for.]

[ethereal_earth]

[Terra winces. Because her mun is laughing far too much at all of this.]

...Oh dear.

[lockpick]

[Terra help. :( You're on his side, right?]

This is getting ridiculous.

[temptsfate]

...what did you do before I joined?

[1/2]

[ethereal_earth]

Locke, I... I didn't know you felt like that about him...

[She is, but her mun sure isn't. BRB DYING OF LAUGHTER.]

1/2 I'm not sorry.

[biggs]

[AHAHA that guy is such an ass- OH woah hey what are you doing over here, you're supposed to be all hypno-crowned and stuff.]

There you are, witch! We've been looking all over for you.

2/2

[and_wedge]

Do you have any idea how much trouble we'd be in if you got lost?

[A lot, that's how much.]

Get over here!

Context is for the weak, and are you weak? No, you are the strong.

[temptsfate]

Oh, I don't know, I think it adds a certain something.

Only the strong.

[edgar_roni]

I concur!

[temptsfate]

Exactly. It livens up an otherwise dull scene. I think we should consider using it as a...friendly nickname.

so strong I caved to peer pressure

[lockpick]

I'll admit, they seemed to have a pretty good handle on you.

It's okay, I'd have made it worse if you didn't do it.

[temptsfate]

Catchy. It's not the worst I've had to deal with. [That would be the kids with foam bats and whyyyyyyyyyyy.]

That's so unfortunate for your ass Locke. Should I send it a get better soon card? D:

[nonchere]

[Not quite sure what she's looking at, but it doesn't look good...]

It couldn't hurt. :C

[lockpick]

[It's not what it looks like.]

[sandinmyboots]

[see icon.]

[see icon x 9001.]

[congrats, kefka on the floor rolling around right now]

[lockpick]

[Oh great. And here he thought he couldn't hate you much more.]

Who let you in here?

[aria_di_celes]

Convenient, that the player doesn't get to rename you.

Do you know how close I was to being named after you?

[It would be worse than what she did end up with.]

1/3

[paintbrushes]

[There is complete silence from Relm. Complete silence. This does not happen.

Something is very, very wrong.]

[paintbrushes]

[Then a quiet squeak. A low snort. It almost sounds like she's being choked. Her lips twitch a little and she scrunches her eyes shut and opens them again, slowly curling up.

She takes one last look at Locke, attempting to meet his eyes without-]

and done

[paintbrushes]

[-NOPE. She's not going to manage this. She gives a loud snort the second she sets eyes on Locke and thus begins a flood of laughter that will never end. Grand epics will be written about this fit of giggles. 'Before the laughter' they will read, 'there was a girl who painted. Then came My Ass, his arrival heralded by a chorus of untoward bodily noises. So great was the indignity suffered by My Ass, that the girl tossed aside her brushes and laughed and did not stop. Even when the air was long gone from her lungs, the laughter did not end.'.

Tears roll down her face as she gasps desperately for air. After a few tortuous minutes, she finally manages to compose herself. A little. She takes a few shallow breaths, trying to get her lungs to cooperate.]

I guess you just can't- [Snort.] -can't stand- [Gigglesnort] -being the butt of a jo- jo- jokaha ha he heheee.

[And the laughter only continues.]