As it turns out, both of those are the same question, and the answer is yes.

It enjoys sunsets, long walks on the beach, subjugating all known intra-planar reality to the warpings of the Wyrd, and pina coladas.

I'm up til like 3am EST and never see you! I think you lie.



It is only aggressive when Viravain initiates a game of spin-the-bottle and it is always in season.

Well, I've got a large-bore needle full of Flaxedil, a rifle, and good aim.

Are you hitting on me?

Does your process of hitting on someone involve rifles and elephant tranquilizer?

I just want to knock you unconscious, take some blood, and unzip your genes to taxonomically categorize you for the very first time. All night long.

Sounds like Friday night in Westport to me.

Come by round 8.

You can invite other Gloms too!

I'll have to bring more ammo, but it's a sacrifice I'm willing to make.

I'm in. My blood type is O negative.

Having a character with awesome RP.

Oh, he wasn't planning on killing me! He was going after the person I was with, but was nice enough to put it off since they were in the middle of a conversation. There were people in some of those other games who'd just barge in and start slaughtering, so it's pleasantly refreshing.

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I think you two would get on really well if you did manage to run into each other. Your characters seem rather similar, actually, and thus far I've been impressed with you both.



I feel obligated to attend, to, er, record the results of this little venture for posterity. I think it's important for the advancement of science, and, well... It just sounds like a horrible, hilarious accident waiting to happen.

Canonical mailing me K/Ubuntu discs. From the Netherlands. With stickers! I've never actually managed to download a Kubuntu disc that works fully, so this is nice.

And whether or not you like Linux, etc, etc, it makes me feel really good that people are willing to spend the cash to send people things for free, because they believe in it.

We have met, on occasion. Which is why I'm so mad at him.

I think I'm even supposed to be designing him something. Several somethings. I'd feel worse if Charities weren't jammed again.

It's not furniture for his manse, is it?

Foul seer.

Veyda. I had to log that for future reference.

I love my new mandolin.

Which one is it?

There are hundreds of thousands of billions of fireflies outside in front of my apartment building!

This calls for a really big jar.