Possibly headed to Destiny Strings. Maybe.

[cardedreaper]

Back in the game, hm? My, you fold easily! I might have to call your bluff. ...What, you're serious about this? Well, then, deal me in. Let's see the hand I'm given, and pray it's not the hammer! Can't be playing with that, now, can we?

Comments

[tangentlion]

Tch! What kind of uncreative digit uses such a high number of card puns when talking? Zetta lame.

[cardedreaper]

So says the guy who has a deck full of math puns.

[tangentlion]

... Sohcahtoa.

[Sho cracks his knuckles and stands up to his full height to glare at her]

The way I talk can't be equated to a "pun", radian. My method of speaking is art, and everything else is just garbage! Including you. Go back to the dump you crawled out of.

[cardedreaper]

You call that art?

[Excuse her while she snickers.]

Besides, you're the one who looks like they crawled out of a dump. Those bracelets? Soooo two seasons ago. And that hat.

1/2

[tangentlion]

[ubuh? No one's ever really dissed his style before. He blinks at her, then looks at his bracelets and hat in turn]

[tangentlion]

Tch!! My style is outside the set of Fashion! It's classical AND stylin'. And if you don't shut your noise hole, my fist is gonna turn into a vector. A vector that intersects your empty set of a skull!

[cardedreaper]

Come on, you can't expect me to believe you know style. Your wardrobe could use a major update. Though I suppose if you wore it long enough, it may just come back in style.

[tangentlion]

I don't take advice from zeroes like you. The world is garbage; why would I follow its rules?

[cardedreaper]

Isolation can be fine for a little while, but what happens when you're dealt a hand that leaves you off you usual luck? Everyone needs at least one other person besides themselves. Otherwise, what's the game even worth?

[tangentlion]

Are you really gonna give me a lecture on the benefits of keeping other people around? Sine! I don't want to hear it, radian.

[cardedreaper]

You can keep calling me that, but it sounds more like you're not playing with a full deck.

[tangentlion]

3.141592653589793238462643383279502884197169399375105820974944592307816406286!!

[cardedreaper]

...Now I know you're not playing with a full deck. At least you're good at math. Everyone has to have one hand going for them.

[tangentlion]

Good at math? Good at math?! I am a GOD of math! The likes of my calculations haven't been seen since the days of Euclid and Pythagoras! Your brain really IS an empty set.

[cardedreaper]

Your calculations don't even make sense half the time. You just spouted numbers for no reason!

...


And you still have no fashion sense.

[tangentlion]

Those weren't RANDOM numbers, they were PI! One of the most beautiful things in this universe! UGH! I can't stand this. I can feel my brain getting holes in it from talking to you!

I have no idea what I'm doing.

[poweryetunknown]

If you're so smart then why is Pi r squared?

Pie are round.

[tangentlion]

Oh hey there, yoctogram.

[he laughs at the joke, though it's a bit derisive]

Haaahahahah!! That's a pretty good one! For a yoctogram. Though the fact that you know that at all means you get a little upgrade to a zeptogram. Rejoice! That's an increase by a factor of 10^3!

[poweryetunknown]

Actually I paid more attention in math than you might think.

It's just that you're more dense than the set of irrationals.

[He can do it too. :| Though not as long as you can. He just doesn't care.]

[tangentlion]

[Oh, is this a challenge, now? Sho cracks his knuckles]

You radian, numbers don't have density. They exist everywhere and nowhere, and they don't have any mass! Not even a yoctogram. Maybe you paid attention in math, but you didn't give an iota of attention to physics! Just as important! Anyway, the set of irrationals is infinite and uncountable. Density requires precise ratios. Tch. QED. Go back to school.

[poweryetunknown]

I got killed before I could get to physics due to you and him getting me in the middle of your bullshit, asshole.

[tangentlion]

Our vectors intersecting had nothing to do with you. I was after the Composer. He was after you. Transitive property does not apply in this situation, and I was NOT after you. I don't give a digit about you, radian. Some lonely kid with zetta Imagination? That's all you are.

It's a null set anyway. He had his i on you, and would have found you one way or another.

[cardedreaper]

I know what they were! You still said them for no reason.

[tangentlion]

I had a reason. It's just our of your vector.

[cardedreaper]

Uh... Huh...

[See this face. This is the face of Not Believing You.]

[tangentlion]

I'm done talking to you.

[cardedreaper]

And nothing of value was lost.

[Sho you are not playing with a full deck, are you.]

[tangentlion]

[OH HEY WHAT'S THAT OVER THERE

JUNK?

ignoring you now in favor of that garbage over there]

Oh god what have we done.

[cardedreaper]

[THAT'S ALL RIGHT.

SHE HAS CARDS.

HERS ARE BETTER BECAUSE SHE CAN AT LEAST GET MONEY OFF OF GAMBLING.]

something horrible

[tangentlion]

[oh wait what is that.

A deck of cards?

He walks back over and looks at them, then snatches them and runs]

These will look great!! They'll represent the greed of humanity, always wanting more and letting go of what they already have! Haaahahaa!!

...I don't have an icon angry enough.

[cardedreaper]

[YOU. DID. NOT. JUST. TOUCH. HER. CARDS.

She is very angry.]

Hey! Those are mine, you ass! Get your own!

[tangentlion]

Negative. [he puts them in his pocket for later and just WALKS AWAY what a jerk]

[cardedreaper]

[YOU NOW HAVE ONE ANGRY GIRL POUNCING ON YOUR BACK AND TRYING TO TRAP YOU IN A STRANGLEHOLD.]

[tangentlion]

WAGH!! GET OUT OF MY COORDINATES, YOU FACTORING--! GRARRGGHHHHH.

[here, have +1 giant Taboo Lion-man ripping you off his back. He holds her in his claws in front of his face and growls]

You should be thankful! I'm elevating your cards from the plane of the mundane. Now beat it!

[cardedreaper]

[YOU BASTARD THAT'S CHEATING. BC Yeah, she's scared, but. Her cards!!!! It's like touching one of your scrap heaps, Sho.]

You asshole, those are custom made and belonged to my father!

[tangentlion]

Custom? [he drops her and pulls out the cards, dumping the stack out into his other paw. Looked like normal cards to him. A little more ornate than usual, sure. He just gives a snort] I know a card game, too, radian. [....and he tosses them up in the air]

52 card pickup!