On coming up with a new journal name for a new game ...

[oneslickedison]

[Takes out a cigarette, knocks out a match, lights the smoke and breathes out thoughtfully.]

All right - you've had me making plasma guns off of what I recall from Hydra technology. I'm building a kinetic energy field off of what I got from notes from the Doctor and Rucks. For godssake, I come up with nicknames for beautiful women like I'm Walter Winchell.

[A nice long smoke.] C'mon, Doll. You can come up with one simple yet clever journal name. I know you can. Just ... relax. Let your mind wander. I find doing simple algebra helps.

[A pause] ... yes I know you barely passed it but that's no reason to give me the lemon-face, Doll. Besides, we've got until June. Or July. One or the other. Time is literally relative.

Comments

[oneslickedison]

Like the application proccess? Ye-es. I mentioned that. [his expression turns wry.]

[viraltentacles]

Yes, like your application process. Something like that should be a higher priority.

[oneslickedison]

That's what I said... but she's a woman. You know how women are.

[viraltentacles]

...No, I don't.

[oneslickedison]

...How is that possible?

[viraltentacles]

I don't exactly spend a lot of time around women.

[oneslickedison]

Ah. Why not? [and still the incredulous look is all yours, Mr. Mercer.]

[viraltentacles]

I just don't, unless I need to.

[oneslickedison]

...That sounds insane. Why would you avoid women? [A pause, before he whispers.] Are you a queer? There's nothing wrong with it. Some fellows are just built different.

[viraltentacles]

No, and I don't avoid them. It's the same thing with me...I just prefer to be alone. And it would probably be best if I'm left alone. Though if my mun has his way, I won't be.