[on upcoming plots and mun impulsiveness]

[why_agonize]

Okay, let me get this straight, see if I have things right.  Please, feel free to correct me as we go, I just want to make sure I've got it.  That we're on the same page here.

You get my hopes up once.  Let me in, let me mingle, then decide you can't hack it with all the squares around so you cut me loose.  I had some great times there, girlie.  All those mouths to feed, those itches to scratch, and I know what you're going to say, it was poor timing, the wrong folks to pal around with what with all the other stock floating around for everybody to take free of charge, but it could have been great if you'd just given me a chance there.  Let it grow; you can't rush these things.  I know you're unfamiliar with the concept given the other...personalities, shall we say, floating around in here, but some of us actually have some self control.  Some tact.

So my point here is that you dropped me.  Let me lapse, and sure, I know, you gave it a shot a few times after, but it was never the same, there was never that...spark.  -- And if you use Amber (or a lack thereof) as an excuse I swear to whatever god you pray to I'll pack up and go right now; it doesn't have to be stormclouds and greys all the time, you know.  You're seriously tweaked in the head, little girl, though I guess I shouldn't be surprised.  But now you come crawling back because there's this game, and this...what, field trip?  Home?  So you got nostalgic?  Cute.  Real cute.

...Although, okay, sure.   I appreciate the bone thrown my way, I never said I didn't.  Just be careful with this, wouldja?  Wouldn't want my poor little heart to get broken again.  [Low chuckle.]

Comments

[unfixed]

Problems?

[why_agonize]

Depends on your definition. Call me quietly realistic.

Staying out of trouble, are we?

[unfixed]

Trouble and I seem to go hand in hand.

[why_agonize]

Nice to know nothing ever changes, I guess.

[dogfacedrepoman]

[And then there was a repo man. Behind you. Lurking. The dog doesn't talk. He just stares.]

[why_agonize]

[What. No. Go away. He's stepping back now, turning around slowly; have a calming smile. It works on buyers, maybe it'll work on a repo. ...doubtful, but it's worth a shot.]

Nice doggy.

[dogfacedrepoman]

[Headtilt. And then in a mechanized inhuman voice flavored with a slight canine growl.]

You planning on making trouble?

[why_agonize]

Me? Absolutely not.

[Another step back, just to be sure, hands up in a pacifying gesture even as he starts looking for alternative exits.]

[dogfacedrepoman]

[Headtilt. HRMM. Except then he stands, quickly, amused.]

...Scared?

[blessed_demon]

I make no promises but perhaps if my mundane moves with this idea he has decided upon you will have a place to go to.

[why_agonize]

...Really. Difficult to win the hearts and minds with a vague statement like that, but it's a nice idea at least.

[blessed_demon]

Do forgive me I am far more used to running a sanctuary and lounge rather than winning people over.

The idea is quite simply to make a world based on my canon and allow mundanes to choose between one of two races that exist.

The first is your standard human. The other may be more interesting to you. The creature is called an Abian and it's food, it's lifeblood is not food exactly depending on the Abian. It may feed on a specific emotion or state of being of another; pleasure as an example.

Of course it could also be something as simple as blood or flesh.

[why_agonize]

Well that's certainly an idea. Interesting. Definitely has its appeal.

[blessed_demon]

I of course assumed you would go for being an abian?

[why_agonize]

A good assumption; who wouldn't?

[blessed_demon]

I suppose but it may not be what you bargained for given you could just as easily be given a hunger that your personality as of right now wouldn't allow for.

It's no problem for someone born an abian but that wouldn't be the case with any of the players except for perhaps myself.

[shilowallace]

[Her nose wrinkles, but she's got a little smile, too.] Self-control? Says the guy who can't keep his voice down in a cemetery.

[why_agonize]

That was tactical. We got out in one piece, didn't we? [All the vaguely amused smirking.]

[shilowallace]

[A giving-in sort of shrug and nod.] Okay, in the long run. Mostly one piece.

[why_agonize]

[Teasing] Mostly? Did you lose something on the way out?

[shilowallace]

I did almost get caught, you know.

[why_agonize]

But you didn't, did you?

[shilowallace]

Well. I mean. I did. But. It worked it, in the end. [Little smile.]

[hitoftheglow]

You trying to tell me you've got a heart on you that's not for sale, graverobber?

[why_agonize]

I didn't realize it was on the market to begin with. It's not my heart people want to buy, now is it?

[hitoftheglow]

No one said anyone was looking for yours. Or am I supposed to believe it's really just zydrate you go graverobbing for?

[why_agonize]

I don't know, did you find anything else black market the last time you had your muscle clean me out? Considering most of the dearly departed tend to be without in some respects...it makes expansion a little difficult.