forum Our characters talk together

Started July 20, 2018 by @wolf_girl56

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Icarus: being dead is not enjoyable.

Harper:[randomly walks up] no #### Sherlock.

Rvan, sarcasm: I died and I’m living the dream. I work and slave for a king that leaches off the human population. I’m technically supposed to live in a sewer now. What’s to hate?

Me: sorry I’m late, oz saw…
Oz: hey! Sorry about her, she gets a little bossy sometimes. My name’s Oz and I’m clearly the best person here-
Basil: Don’t be rude, Oz. We’re guests here.
Skylar: grumbles You’re the one who stormed a potioneer’s studio and broke his stuff.
Basil: He tried to imprison us!
Lizzie: Woah, guys. Be nice. We’re getting out of hand.
Me: Nice call, Lizzie. Say, where’s Houston and Newt?
Houston: running in, big smile I was busy doing things.
Newt: He tricked me into tripping over poison ivy!
Basil: HOUSTON! How dare you do that to poor Newt? clucthes Newt’s sleeve
Houston: I had to. He’s so minipulative.
Lizzie: clears throat: We’re getting off topic. turns to everyone else I apologize profusely.

Curtis: Is anyone still here?

Erik: I am!
Rvan: Meh…
Erik: He is too!

Claudia: We're still here, Love.

Victor: I thought you only called me that.
Claudia: It slipped out. [kisses his cheek] Besides who could ever replace you?

Joe: [coughs] also still here.
Victor: Who could ever forget that?

Oz: Once these people finally leave there'll be no stopping a PARTY!
Skylar: I thought we were invited to a lively discussion with mom's friend's kids. Where is everyone now? It's borrring.
Lizzie: There are still people here, Skylar. Don't call them rude. Mom's in the other room with her friends. Besides, there's biscuits left over!
Basil: Oh yes, let's not panic. The biscuits.

Harper: Well, Wingboy is reading a gibberish book, and everyone else seems to be as crazy as my friends, so I'll hang out here.
Paige: Hey!
Icarus: It's not gibberish, it's Ancient Greek, which is older than probably everyone in this room.
Paige: Well said, Ic.

Erik: I know right. My brother reads Shakespeare.
Rvan: It’s a form of art.
Erik: Sure, sure.

Lizzie: Hi…Harper, was it? Pretty name. Not that I like you, you know, it's just that I think your name is pretty and I would like a name like that, perhaps I shouldn't use the word 'pretty'…
Basil: Anyways, Harper, you're welcome to join Newt, Lizzie and I in a game of cards if you want. We're going to be much calmer than everyone else here.
Newt: Huddling close to Basil with growing fear of everything around him (except Basil)

Erik: I know right. My brother reads Shakespeare.
Rvan: It’s a form of art.
Erik: Sure, sure.

Anne: Why, thank you

Basil: And, um, Rvan, what about you? It might help pass the time a bit better than sitting on that bench.
Newt: Too, uhm, you know, Basil, I think there's too many peo…people….
Basil: Do you want some biscuits?
Newt: Yeah, uhm, is there the raisin-filled kind?
Basil: I don't think so. But look, you can drizzle them with honey and powdered sugar.
Newt: Yeah, uhm, can you, uh, come, come with me?
Basil: Of couse! Lizzie, see about Rvan and Harper. We need to get Newt more comfortable with social settings.
Lizzie: Sure thing!
Newt: What, what, what did you say about, you know, well, about me and s-social s-s-settings?
Basil: Nothing, love.
Newt: What
Basil: What

Rvan, raises eyebrow: You want me to play cards?
Erik: Rvan, you should play. You’ll have fun.
Rvan: Meh…
Erik: Rvan! You know you’re good at cards.
Rvan: Okay… [gets up and walks over to play cards]

Elysee: I'm back. My author took me somewhere with no wifi! None! It was hell… sobbing dramatically

Skylar: HOW DARE SHE??? If you wanna take that anger out in a game of Slapjack, feel free too. Or spoons. You could wear a metal ring and break everyone else's knuckles if you're that angry.
Houston: Me too, actually. Hope ya'll don't mind one extra.
Skylar: Of course not, mouse. Let's join Lizzie.

Oz: Hey - hey! Where are you all going? oFF tO pLAy mY FAVorITe gaMe wItHoUt ME??
Lizzie: Oz, I know Slapjack is your favorite, but if you're going to yell and break everyone's wrists in the process, I think that maybe you should drink some water first.
Oz: Ay! This popcorn isn't half bad, and dO I LooK lIkE i'M SCreAmInG?
Lizzie: Actually…yes.
Oz: grumpy face: Can the water at least be flavored?
Lizzie: Sure thing, kid. Whatever floats your boat.

Harper: Sure. [sits down with Basil, Newt, and Rvan] Flyboy, do you know how poker works?
Icarus: [looks up from book, attempts to stand up out of wheelchair, and is shoved back in by Paige] Yes, in fact I could manage to play poker, but I have no money.
Paige: REMEMBER WHAT HAPPENED LAST TIME YOU TRIED TO STAND UP, ICARUS?! Sorry we've been absent, our author has been weird lately.

Chase: hey peeps
Meira: Why are you like this?
Kane: Why is anyone like that?
Chase: its modern culture, bro
Kane: You sound more like a wannabe youtuber and less like a super deadly silent assassin.
Meira: That is Chase. She's a walking cliche.
Meira: and that is Kane. He's also a walking cliche.
Me: and these are my interesting characters that live in antarctica.

Erik: Your author has been weird? My author is taking us -actually mostly just Rvan- through flashbacks 24/7, and hasn’t been writing at all lately!
Rvan: That’s a good thing.
Erik: Why would you say that?
Rvan: I’m turning into a demon, buddy. The less writing being performed, the greater chances I’m still alive in the end of this all.

may i join?//

Lizzie: Um…okay. So everyone knows how to play poker? Can we deal?
Skylar: I may or may not have regretted this decision.
Houston: Come on, Sky, be a good sport. I'll deal.

I just realized that they lived in antarctica, because I didn't want to make a whole new planet up…

im just going to like shove mah babies in here…//

lol//
Skylar: Are those more people? buries head in hands
Lizzie: I think so.
Oz: hEY Guys MY NamE'sS OZ

Brandi: burst in Heelooooo random people
Kane: follows im already sorry for this
Carter: sup bishes starbucks in hand
Asher: Hiyaaaa!

Skylar: walking over to Carter I think we're going to be good friends.
Lizzie, Basil, and Houston: walking over to Kane I think we're going to be good friends.
Newt: walks up to Asher You seem nice, can we be friends?
Oz: walks up to Brandi hI I ThINk We'LL GeT aLOnG qUItE wELL

Carter: want some coffee?
kane: thank the stars because these people are idiots
Asher: aya a new friend!
Brandi: thAt wOUld bE nIcE yEs

Skylar: Depends. What kind is it? I can't take dark roast - dulls my teeth. Plus, it's just disgusting.
Lizzie: I know…especially Oz, he has no idea what he's doing and I think he got high on either sharpie or oatmeal cookies this morning…come to think of it, both.
Houston: I'm just trying to play a card game, and everyone around me is dancing in a circle and rapping Eminem.
Basil: I'm worried about Newt. He's…kind of bad in social settings. These people are scaring him.
Newt: Yay! Will you go crazy? I don't like loud noises, dim lights, strobe lights, sudden movements, small spaces, or large social settings.
Oz: wHAt WoULD yOU LIke tO dO nOw moN aMI