on the hunt for a game

[deluminators]

Figured things out, have you? Right - so when do we start?

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[spellcastings]

Ron? She's found something for you, then?

[deluminators]

She has and she hasn't.

[spellcastings]

Decisive as always, Ronald.

[deluminators]

She can be pretty bad. Like now.

[spellcastings]

She sounds like someone else I know.

[deluminators]

I suppose that's one of the reasons I get along with her.

[spellcastings]

Quite possibly. Well, what does she have in mind for you, then?

[deluminators]

This here is what she's been eying. Any suggestions?

[spellcastings]

So basically she hasn't an idea. [Sigh.] I can't suggest something if I don't know what she's looking for regarding these games.

[deluminators]

She's starting to get one now. Hard to tell who's left and about in this dreamwidth place, 'til she found this.

Dunno though if it's complete.

[greeneyes]

Did I miss something?

[deluminators]

I'd say you've been living under a rock there, mate.

[greeneyes]

Par for the course. What's going on?

[deluminators]

Seen this yet?

[greeneyes]

Blimey. So, what am I looking at in particular?

[deluminators]

Exactly what I said when I saw it. Think your muggle might fancy one of them?

[greeneyes]

A giant library? Help me out here, Ron, it's like letting Hermione choose if we get my mun involved.

[deluminators]

What - you think I'd be a much better help?

[greeneyes]

Where's your mun looking?

[deluminators]

Er - [ Waiting... ] some place called vatheon? towerofanimus? theposthumans - though she's mumbling something 'bout it being - bloody hell.

You know what? My muggle can talk to yours through that Plurkee thing. This is mental.

[greeneyes]

Plurk, Ron. Plurk. Alright, I'll get back to you in a second.

[deluminators]

Plurk. Plurkee. Plank.

[ Handwave. It's blasphemy he doesn't understand, or care for. ]

Don't matter much to me.

[dickandharry]

Yeah, if you come to theposthumans be prepped for mutual freakouts. That's the game I'm going to.

[holeysaintgeorge]

Ah, the adventurous spirit of youth. Brings a tear to my eye.

[incrediblyfamous]

Oh, aren't you just darling.