[OOC] The Sunday Group - Bumps in the Night

[Fetzen]

Maël: "How many times did a dog pee onto your boot because it mistook you for a nice bush ?"

Sparring might be a lot more fun with Maël in alter ego mode.

[Penny]

Eleanor in her office on a phone call. The frosted glass is lit by muzzle flash. Excuse me, I am going to have to call you back.

[Jarl Coolgruuf]

Hider

[Rapid Reader]

The Sunday Group in the field, 2020:

My Hider

[Fetzen]

Maël after having been beaten up by Clive in a surprise attack in his very office: "Damn it, I'm too tall for Clive's weapon rack!"

[Jarl Coolgruuf]

Bold of him to assume Clive isn't paranoid enough to expect a surprise attack in his own office and or car.

[Fetzen]

Double psychology: Do what your enemy thinks you'd never do because he thinks you're way too clever for this.

[Jarl Coolgruuf]

"What the fuck, Clive," Val whispers as she grabs herself a midnight snack.

[Rapid Reader]

Oh man, I love Gunsmith Cats, it's so old, but so good.

I need to stop loving things far older than me though, lest I succumb and become the ultimate hipster.

[Penny]

Val: Has anyone seen my....
Clive: *drinking a 'soda' that was actually filled with magical lsd*
Val: Uh... never mind.

[Fetzen]

You know... now that we're talking about food and fridges I've started to wonder whether Mael's alter ego actually prefers vastly different food than he normally does.

[Penny]

He recalled that long ago day, holding the knife of Heimdall as he carved out a portion of his biological human needs such as companionship.

Oh if he ever missed it, he still had it in a jar within his basement.

@POOHEAD189

Wait, he gelded himself and has the left overs in a jar in the basement?!

[POOHEAD189]

Wait, he gelded himself and has the left overs in a jar in the basement?!

@Penny

Look, we all have to make sacrifices...

[Jarl Coolgruuf]

Edgar confirmed as a god-tier thot slayer.

[Penny]

Odin: You must sacrifice an eye to gain wisdom!
Eleanor: Coming right up!
Odin: Wait it is supposed to be YOUR eye!

[Jarl Coolgruuf]

Edgar: So to become a great wizard all I have to do is cut off my dick?
Heimdallr: Sure, yeah lol
Edgar: *suddenly pantless with knife in hand* Bet
Heimdallr:

[Fetzen]

God: Mael, I'm tired of this world I created. I require only one little thing you must do in order to become my successor.
Mael: Nice! What is it ?
God: Here's an axe. Find a piano, chop it into pieces and enjoy yourself!
Mael: Erm... WHAT?... No!
God: Then be cursed forever to rend people with your own hands, claws and teeth while still having to maintain the boring frenchman image you have!
Mael: Phew... Could have been worse!

[Rapid Reader]

Val sees people sacrificing body parts, decides long term wizardy is a lost cause

Val: So can I just trade you Clive's soul for something cool, like immortality or a get out of hell free card?
Fiend: Sure
Val: Great, I'll throw in Edgar for free

[Jarl Coolgruuf]

Evil sorcerer: "You pathetic mortals cannot even begin to conceive of the power I wield! With a wave of my hand I can engulf your very soul in flames or raise legions of the damned to fight for me. The fabric of reality bends to-"

Clive:

Hider

[Penny]

Police Officer: Hey get a load of this giant fancy French guy!
Eleanor:

@Fetzen