The Asylum

[mirinda]

Shh grimly don't give me away. I'm deciding who to sneak up on. *eyes the disks* Ahh man those look enticing too....

[thepaladin]

Strolls in with Zoe (small gray long haired tabby) on shoulder and moves to folding chair....

Hi any and all.
Hi Chris, ya, I saw the note you left from after I "zoned out" last night. It is an interesting situation. I believe it’s like this, as my armor simply materializes when I come here (as it does in certain other planes of existence), and as Zoe has been with me in many of those places also, her claws change at the same time I get my armor. So, to her claws when she chooses to knead my leg with said claws the armor is no different from the cotton of the jeans I usually wear.

Of course whether her claws become adamantium or some other extremely strong material or they are simply enchanted (like I assume the armor is) I’m not sure.

Of course the holes in my armor simply close up when she withdraws her claws leaving it "healed" as it were, much like any armor in, say...Dungeons and Dragons. You can face an army of orcs, a legion of undead, and a few dozen gigantic evil dragons....and the armor is still as pristine as it was the day it was found in the rear of the troll cave deep in the dark forest near the haunted castle.

Same kind of thing with my Holy Sword....but I’m not sure which one I’m carrying. Having played a paladin in pen and paper rpgs as well as several electronic rpgs I’ve picked up several.... Won’t bore you with all that now. Zoe’s been with me in some of those, though not the electronic ones so much.

Think I'll have a Dr. Pepper, anyone want to join me...where's that....oh here it is...

Pulls can of tuna out for Zoe and pops top, setting it atop nearby table.

[Grimward]

*Promises not to give Mir away*

Cheers, TPal. Sorry for hi and bye, but dinner is calling...a good evening/night/morning/afternoon to all.....

*Flows into the wider sconce and vanishes....*

[thepaladin]

"My", to quote Dorthy, "people come and go so quickly here."

[The Ace]

No Freda, it's not something you said. Maybe I should start wearing deodorant, though.

[HoopyFrood]

I think I'm going delir...delirious from tiredness.

The walls are melting.

[thepaladin]

"Naw, don't fret...the walls aren't melting. That's just condensate where someone left a transport gate to the artic open. Had a hard one huh?"

[Rosemary]

*Swirling mist dissipates, leaving Rosie standing in a room devoid of Chronics*

*Takes out of pocket Mr JDW, Moderator Sirs comfey chair. Unfolds said chair and places it beside the fireplace*

*Seeing as it was his birthday yesterday, I thought I should return it for him. Know he has reached that dreadful age, he might need to use it more often*

*Rosie is enveloped in swirling mist, then disappears through a gap beneath the French Windows*

[Werewoman]

WW enters thru the door wearing what appears to be a designer straight-jacket in a lovely shade of blue, promptly trips over the threshhold and falls to the floor writhing and grunting loudly.

*echoes*Hey hey hey hey hey....

Um, could someone kindly help me get out of this thing? Hello? Drat!! Looks like I'm stuck here...I can't reach the chocolate!!! GRRRR!!

[chrispenycate]

What flavour of chocolate would you prefer? I could put one of these dark chocolate easter bunnies straight in your mouth, if you like…

[The Ace]

Wanders in, feeds the menagerie and sits down with tea, "Hello-o-o-o."

[HoopyFrood]

Meh. Meh. Mehmehmehmeh.

*Melts into a liquidy puddle on the carpet*

[Frontierzone]

*Steps in after being away for so long, most of his friends thought he fell off the face of the Earth.* Hi. I know it's been forever, but I've been busy writing, promoting, and now, I'm in a new play, and have been rehearsing. Just popped in to say "hi".

[Werewoman]

Hmmmm...looks like I'm on my own here...

OOMPH *flop*

*WW starts scooting along the floor like an inchworm towards the chocolate*

[Ursa major]

Evening, All.


A mug of tea, please, Septimus.


Treading the boards, FZ?