Considering apping to Cape Kore...

[jazzmaverick]

No, no, you're right, you are quite right, sir. Ma'am. Milady. I'm a complicated individual, like a rich, beefy cheese with undercurrents of...an even richer sort of cheese. I might be too much for you, let alone a sleepy little seaside village. I'm Howard Moon. They call me the Camembert Character. A sort of tough lumpy white exterior that you're not sure you can cut through but ohh, slice your way through that and there's a complex, creamy interior, awaitin' for someone to spread it across the salty cracker of a jamjar game.

It takes at least a team of thirty to play me, you know. Three Professors of Jazz. One specialist in Jazz-Funk. Twelve to...prop up the....legs.

I'm not going to go through it all; you should just know if you're going to play me.

Then again, it might be a nice vacation away from the usual sort of nonsense that happens back where I come from. Maybe you should just go for it. That's what I'd do. Put on a confident pair of sandals and stride forth into the game. I mean, if I had a computer, I would do. It's a sort of acting gig, is it? On the world wide web? Maybe you should let me do it instead. I'll play myself. I'll play you. I'll play you playin' myself. That's just the sort of complexity I'm known for.

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[enchangement]

If you're cheese they'll all be happy to eat you.

Not enough food to go around.

[jazzmaverick]

No it's. It's a metaphor. I'm not actually made of cheese.

[enchangement]

Everything is a metaphor, be less original.

[jazzmaverick]

....what? Are you even aware of what a metaphor is? It's a literary concept. I mean. I suppose you could make an argument for everything being a literary concept but in this case, it's extra important because I'm literally a human man. Made out of...meat. Not...not cheesy meat.

[enchangement]

Meat they're made of meat. Blood bone sinew organs tissues cells and atoms that have never been closer and further apart than at this moment.

Yes you're a man, no one was worried with a face like that one.

[jazzmaverick]

........................

Do you need some....tea or somethin'? I could rustle up some tea.

[enchangement]

Sure I'll have tea.

[jazzmaverick]

Is there a specific kind you want or... Actually, I've only got one sort. Metaphysical tea. I'm not really sure where we are, and I only keep one tea variety in my mind while I'm walking through the not entirely existent Halls of Currently Inactive Characters. It's not really a very accurate name, actually, because I'm sort of active right now. That'd be a mouthful, wouldn't it? Wouldn't fit on any of the signs. The. Metaphysical signs.

[enchangement]

You worry too much. What's real and what isn't. If it's there, it's there, and that should be enough.

[jazzmaverick]

No, I think it's very important to always be questioning things. What's the nature of reality, are those trousers actually that expensive? You know. Important, thought-provoking questions. If no-one asks questions, everyone gets far too comfortable. That's why I'm here to shake things up.

[evolv]

You're a groovy cat, man. Confident, too. You from the sixties?

[jazzmaverick]

Not...exactly, but...sometimes....I think I was born in the wrong era. Like I was meant to exist in a time loooong before this one. "This one" being 2007, I mean. You know. I'm all about jazz, man. I'm all about groove and pulling shapes.

[evolv]

I used to think I was born too soon, world wasn't ready for me yet. But that doesn't matter in this place; cat there's from a thousand something years in the future. Can you believe that?

[highstakeslegos]

[ just from looking nick cannot tell what howard's deal is, only that he's coming at him like a beam, like a ray, and that his roommate-slash-loftmom would hate everything he's wearing, which predisposes nick to some fashion victim solidarity. ]

Known, huh? So you're like a big deal over in Englandtown?

[jazzmaverick]

Yes I am, sir. I'm the talk of Great Britain. Pick up any newspaper you like, you'll find my name somewhere in it.

[highstakeslegos]

In the jazz music section. So you guys are still pretty into that? Cool, cool. We don't really get it here unless -ercise is stuck on the end.