on finally apping at poly_chromatic

[marmar]

Not that I don't want to go. Your City sounds like my kind of place. But try harder to find me some familiar faces. People from home would love it there.

[What about people from the Ice King's stories?]

Heck, yeah. Even them.

[But you and Marshall in the same City would--]

Be epic. It would be epic.

Just get my friends there.

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[marmar]

Of course, it's funny.

[As long as everyone is okay afterward. Not that she'd say this out loud. As much as she likes to say she lost track of her moral code, she's still a good kid.]


I'll even be nice and find it funny if it happens to me.

[Again, as long as it's okay after.]

[unflagging]

Whoa--now that's a new take on the whole "curses" thing. Most people piss and moan about them--well, if they happen to get hit with them. You get skipped and, hey, it's kind of hilarious.

[marmar]

I'm over a thousand years old. There's really not much that bothers me.

[liar.]

[unflagging]

Really? You look really good for over a thousand. What's your secret?

[Says the guy who's...also over a thousand... I mean, really...]

[marmar]

[Smug smug smug.] Being part demon and getting bitten by a vampire at a young age. It does wonders for the skin and hair.

[unflagging]

Lucky! Oh well. I guess I'll just have to take what I can get.

[marmar]

Whatever, dude. You look awesome.

[unflagging]

Hey, thanks.

You oughta come to the City so we can compliment each other in person.

[marmar]

It shall be done, man. This must happen.

[unflagging]

Cool. Look me up on the Network when you get here--or, hey, I'll just look out for you. Whatever's clever. I can show you around town.