The Asylum

[Grimward]

*Flows out of the sconce, lifts cover off urn without looking in and flashburns the evil remnants....then decides to christen the 1000th page of the Asylum with a bad joke*

What happens when carpets go bad? Evil Remnants!

[Karn Maeshalanadae]

Oh frabjous day! Calloo! Callay! He chortled in his joy.



Dang it, Juken, let me down! I am perfectly capable of getting around on my own with my cane! *Takes three steps and crashes, wincing and holding his knee*


#You were saying?#

[Grimward]

*A thermal lifts Karn from his landing spot so that he can carry on the argument with Juken, eye to eye*

[Karn Maeshalanadae]

*sigh* I know I haven't been in very good shape since running out of pain meds.....gods know I pretty well feel like my current avatar-minus the dress and hair, of course.

[Grimward]

*Hopes for an upturn to Karn's luck, while simultaneously trying to keep his own stomach from upturning at the sight of the urn's contents.*

Revolting.

*Scours and whisks ashy remants away, then makes tea, Earl-style*

[HoopyFrood]

What's in the urn that makes it so disgusting everyday?

[The Ace]

"Evening, Hoopy," feeds Tangle.

[Karn Maeshalanadae]

*Floats in with a guilty, ashamed look on his face, Juken badgering him*

#I told you that you-#

Look, Juken, a simple finger snap was all I did! How was I supposed to know I'd blow out an entire wall to the 1k club?



Hello, Ace. Septimus, mind if you pass me some rum and Oxycodone? I know the combination is supposed to be deadly, but at this point in time, I really wouldn't care.

[HoopyFrood]

*Wonders whether she should use her powers of invisibility for good or for evil...*

Word has it that you've stopped taking that, so asking Septimus for it surely isn't necessary.

[Karn Maeshalanadae]

It wasn't by choice I stopped, H-girl, and the pain I've experienced without it has been almost crippling. It's bad enough I need a cane to walk-I don't need to regress.

[The Ace]

"It's virtual, Hoopy, and it might make him feel better." Pours tea on Hoopy's roots. " Anyone seen Freda ?"

[Karn Maeshalanadae]

Yes, I'll take my painkillers virtually if I must. If only I were able to purchase some ibuprofen-can't rely on anyone else around here to bring any home and I've been in no shape to so much as head outside to the car myself.


Thanks, Septimus. *Pops in 50 mgs and drinks it down with a shot of Bacardi Silver* Ah, my dearest robot, you always know how to make an exact request. Here, maybe I should polish you up a bit in thanks.


#Give it about half an hour. In real life on that amount he flies higher than Heaven and is almost as senseless.#

[HoopyFrood]

*Sucks up root tea*

Mind you, I've been indulging a bit too much on tea at the moment, which I really shouldn't...

[Karn Maeshalanadae]

I begrudge nobody their pleasures, H-girl.


My own lifestyle-yes, it may someday be the death of me. But you know, I would far rather die twenty years too soon with a smile on my face than thirty years too late in misery. I fear not the powers of Thanatos and when it's my time, it's my time.


But such morbid speech is not what this place is for. True, its original roleplay intentions have been long since lost to the shrouded mists of time, but I suppose there's small things we could all try to do.


Or we could all become trees.

[HoopyFrood]

Tea beyond a moderate amount doesn't help me much.


Being a tree's not too bad. A change of pace, as it were.