Yes, there's a reason I have this image as my avatar. It shows how even Hussie's simple style can become so powerful, especially with his masterful control of color. And yeah, I too read GC through in a day last Friday.
Anyway, >Now that you're done contemplating awesome things, those things in the dresser sure do seem interesting. Like that black and white picture of the house. Perhaps that could be the location for your imaginary story?
Also, perhaps you should check that diary for...great story ideas. Yes. What else would you be looking in a diary for? Certainly not looking if the boring people are just hiding exciting lives...
Gwen and her mother finally arrived today. It has been so long since I last saw her, and although her mother and I still communicate daily with regards to our work, it has been several weeks since we actually met in person. Elliott has voiced concerns that she may be losing interest in the project, but I know that is simply not the case. She couldn't possibly give up now, when we are so close to completion. She knows the stakes well: she was the one who got us involved in the first place.
I suppose I should try to spend some time with Gwen, although she still doesn't enjoy my or Elliott's company. Once she departs, I don't know when or if we shall see her again. I trust she will find her own way to return to us though. She's a clever girl, that cannot be denied, but she does have a tendency to act impulsively. I know she will do just fine though.
Oh, Elliott's giving me that look again. I don't know how he still looks so hungry for me after all this time. It's just as well; I still feel the same lust for him as I did the days when our romance was still blossoming. I must now close the book on another eventful day, and be grateful that our guests are on another floor.
-Josephine Angelica Glasswright
Last edited by psychapprentice; 07-20-2012 at 08:58 PM.
...Ew. Actually, you don't really think it's that icky. You think it's kind of sweet that they're still so attracted to each other. But those voices in your head must be appeased by the extended tongue of disgust.
Yeah, you have no clue what that's all about. You were not aware your mother was working with the Glasswrights at all. And did she mention not seeing her in weeks? The last time you were here was years ago. Your mother has never disappeared for an extended period of time (at least not that you can remember). One or two days at most, and she always tells you when and where she's going. You suppose she could be lying about her destinations, but she doesn't leave very often, and there haven't been any absences within the past few months.
That just makes no sense. First of all, why would you want to destroy the property of your hosts, and second, even if you wanted to, how could you cut anything with lipstick? It's makeup. You put it on your face.
What the fucking shit!?
Last edited by psychapprentice; 04-10-2012 at 01:32 PM.
Well, you can't put it in your strife deck, because your specibus has already been permanently allocated to Fistkind, not makeupkind. Or sawkind, you guess? And you don't have any spare specibi lying around.
> Maybe this has something to do with the "project"? Pocket the evidence.
Hmm... Maybe. You guess the "project" could have something to do with innocuous items doubling as weapons in case of emergency. Maybe your mom's a spy!
In any case, you'll just hang on to this for now. You're sure the Glasswrights won't miss it.
The best way to make up for tardiness? Lengthy pesterlogs! Much easier than making lots of art.
Oh, you're getting a message!
-shimmeringPulchritude [SP] began trolling genteelAromatherpist [GA]-
SP: O+ Ugh.
SP: O+ +his is jus+ so painful.
SP: O+ Jus+... jus+ ignore me, OK, swee+ie?
SP: O+ Unless I'm +rolling you.
GA: whoa, who are you?
SP: O+ Hmm...
SP: O+ I guess I haven'+ +alked +o you ye+.
SP: O+ Res+ assured, you'll find ou+ soon enough who I am. >.>
SP: O+ God, I was such a bi+ch.
SP: O+ Please, for +he love of your bizarre Ear+h Zeus, jus+ ignore me me unless Pes+erchum says I'm +rolling you.
GA: wait, so i should only believe what you say when you're trolling me?
GA: sorry, but that's pretty much the opposite of my intentions.
GA: hey, how does pesterchum know you're trolling me? i've never met you.
GA: does it use some sort of user-generated rating system? or perhaps it scans logs for words and phrases it deems hostile?
SP: O+ Oh, +ha+'s because I'm using a different clien+, +rollian.
SP: O+ +ha+'s also why I wan+ you +o ignore my non-+rollian self; because before I swi+ched +o +rollian, I was such a slu+.
GA: what are you saying?
GA: oh wait, hang on. i'm getting another message.
SP: O+ Oh god.
SP: O+ And so i+ begins.
SP: O+ Please forgive my childish advances.
SP: O+ See you la+er, dear.
-shimmeringPulchritude [SP] began badgering genteelAromatherpist [GA]-
SP: O+ You are graciously welcome!
GA: for what? this has arguably been the lamest trolling attempt ever.
GA: almost disappointingly so. nothing like what i've come to expect from you people.
GA: so actually, i guess the lack of trollingness is itself the trolling.
SP: O+ You mus+ have me mis+aken for someone else.
SP: O+ I'm no+ +rying +o an+agonize you.
SP: O+ I'm jus+ le++ing you know +ha+ I have done you a favor.
GA: oh really? what's that?
SP: O+ Well, being the remarkably observan+ and charming lady +ha+ I am, I no+iced +ha+ your accoun+ was jus+ gathering dus+.
SP: O+ You hadn'+ logged on in over 100 days! +hey were going +o dele+e your accoun+!:O
GA: wait, what account?
SP: O+ I couldn'+ le+ +ha+ happen +o a +eamma+e, could I?
SP: O+ So I hacked i+ and beau+ifully rescued your charac+er from wrongful +ermina+ion.
SP: O+ And for good measure, I helped our ally, +he Whi+e King, ou+ of a bind.
GA: wait a second...
GA: did you fucking hack my ultima account!?
SP: O+ I cer+ainly did!
SP: O+ I saved i+.
SP: O+ Feel free +o +hank me by showering me wi+h smooches, honey.
GA: what the fuck is wrong with you!?
SP: O+ Well, if you look any+hing like your ava+ar, I'd pail wi+h you in real life any+ime, swee+hear+.
GA: uh... what?
SP: O+ Sex, deary, sex.
GA: um, as creepy as that is, i meant what the fuck is wrong with you that made you hack my account?
SP: O+ I was jus+ +rying +o help.
GA: did it ever occur to you that i wanted my account to get deleted??
GA: i'm done with that fucked up game!
GA: and how did you even find my chumhandle anyway?
SP: O+ I+ was linked to your accoun+.
SP: O+ Hacking your accoun+ was wiggler's play, really.
SP: O+ So simple even +ha+ imbecile could do i+.
GA: do you have any idea how creepy this is??
GA: i don't know you at all, and you come and talk to me out of nowhere?
GA: and then propositioning me? it's weird and gross
SP: O+ Well excuse me for +rying +o make friends.
SP: O+ And besides, you already know me.
SP: O+ We've played +oge+her in game.
GA: have we now?
SP: O+ Yes, I'm Spark.
SP: O+ And +here she goes.
SP: O+ You remember me now, Fang?
SP: O+ You remember all the fun we used +o have?
GA: no! stop it!
GA: that "fun" was part of the reason i stopped playing!
SP: O+ Oh come on Fang, +here was no+hing wrong wi+h wha+ we did
GA: yes there was. it was not the type of thing young children should be doing with each other!
GA: oh my god, how fucking old are you!?
SP: O+ Hehe. Don'+ worry, I'm 7, same as you look.
GA: i am not 7! i'm 15! almost 16!
SP: O+ :O Wha+?
GA: and there is no way you're 7
SP: O+ No, I really am 7, I promise!
GA: oh my god, that is so fucked up!
GA: i probably messed you up for life.
GA: i am never talking to you again, in game or out.
GA: it's for your own good.
GA: and stay off of ultima, you're too young!