The Asylum

[Grimward]

So, do I turn off the spigot, or is my "persuaded" thunderstorm helping any, Karn?

Hoops, not sure how to assist in your case (needs upper level magic user, apparently)....

[Karn Maeshalanadae]

Just a bit more, Grim. When I'm done I should be able to cut it off myself.

[Grimward]

Will do, chief.

*Sends a Grimling for Hoopy to bat about and or tackle*

Perhaps a minor, familiar distraction? I must away (still at work, and need supper!)....'til later!

*Waves, then flows into the sconce and vanishes....*

[Karn Maeshalanadae]

Thanks again, Grim.


*Sighs and lays back into the pool as he finishes regenerating, then the clouds stop*

There we go. Now to just lay dormant and wait for powers to return again....

[HoopyFrood]

Kinda lacking arms or whanot, but thanks for the gesture, Grim.

*Wall twists upwards as she goes to sit in an out of the way impossible angle*

[The Ace]

Freda scuttles in with a mysterious object under a tarpaulin;

Present for Nice Orange One.

[j. d. worthington]

Originally Posted by HoopyFrood

No, not you, Grimley. Got corrupted absolutely. Got a big ol' hit of power from that book and apparently I am of a chaotic type (who'd've thunk).

And you needed this experience to tell you that? Newt, most of us have been lighting up neon signs pointing to that conclusion for ages now; kid, you could give Arioch himself the willies betimes.....

[HoopyFrood]

Takes me a little longer to work things out, mayhap.

[The Ace]

Amen to that, JD. What is it, Freda ? I don't think Hoopy can move all that well.

Thought of that.

[Karn Maeshalanadae]

Originally Posted by j. d. worthington

And you needed this experience to tell you that? Newt, most of us have been lighting up neon signs pointing to that conclusion for ages now; kid, you could give Arioch himself the willies betimes.....

I'm one who doesn't seem to have learned my lesson about things, either....

[HoopyFrood]

1:30. Knackered. Mehish. Should probably think about sleeping.

*One of the rafters seems to fold in on itself*

[j. d. worthington]

Originally Posted by HoopyFrood

1:30. Knackered. Mehish. Should probably think about sleeping.

*One of the rafters seems to fold in on itself*

Yes, you should. You'll thoroughly do yourself in at this rate. Or at least end up like me... which is warning enough, I should think.

And it is time I went off and did my stint in the prison that is "reality" again. (Though if y'all hear a a rather titanic explosion, the explanation at least won't be hard to find....)

*shimmers and fades into a diamond-dust haze before finally winking out*

[The Ace]

Staggers in the direction of his tower, Freda puts Tangle on her head and follows.

[Karn Maeshalanadae]

Well, Juken, looks like it's just you and me again.

#Yeah....#

Why don't we build our own home?

#We tried. It got taken over by aliens, remember?#

No, I mean a smaller, private home.

[Grimward]

*Flows out of the sconce*

I bet JD would even be willing to give you a good rate on the mortgage to make sure it was smaller and private, Karn.

*Tries to picture JD as the Chronsian Mortgage Broker*

And now, for some tea....

*Peers into urn, then violently suppresses reverse peristalsis*

Now that's just wrong!

*Disappears with disgusting urn outside. A flash follows, then fiery type returns with surprisingly clean urn, if the odd spec of ash here and there can be excused*

Much better.

*Makes tea*