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They're called New Years Day; I'd never seen them before and they may or may not be Canadian given they were touring with a Canadian band, The Birthday Massacre.

That's pretty great. Now I'm picturing Pullo skateboarding and playing his guitar.

I will post by Thursday, guys, things are weird.

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King, I saw a guy in a band at a show last night that (with the exception that he was wearing pants and not a kilt) acted exactly how Pullo does on stage. It was fucking awesome. Thought you'd appreciate the coolness.

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Missile had to fight a grin as he seemed to ignore the glass moving - did he not notice or was he not - mff, no, how did he move that quick? She scowled a little, leaning back on her stool. "Well, that's rude." She frowned at him, shaking her head and turning back to rest her arms on the counter as she waited for the sharkman to return. "Well, Hantā, if you want to pretend to be mysterious, feel free, but I'd rather talk to people want to enjoy themselves in a place so full of interesting places to see."

The glass once again lifted up into the air, turning a bit in the unseen fingers holding it up, before it rested itself over in the dirty glasses bin on the other side of the counter for the bar. "I do hope Bruce isn't having too much of a hard time with the Boar being as drunk as he is," she muttered under her breath. Admittedly, she was rather worried about the owner of the tavern - she'd never seen him anything but stone sober. Well, maybe not entirely - he probably drank at least somewhat on the job, it was a bar after all, but the last time she'd seen someone drunk to tears, it had been a woman in a bar on Earth - a lovely creature broken-hearted by loss. Nikita befriended the dear and had made sure she'd arrived home safely - but not long after that, they'd fallen through the portal in Dr. Stein's office and now here they were.

Missile whistled a bit, shaking her head and looking over her shoulder at the rest of the bar. "Glad to see people are coming back in after that show earlier."

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Technically I've always sort of been running two characters through Missile and Nikita but given they're two people in one body, it's a bit hard for both to be awake.

The day they merge, if that happens, will be very weird.

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It's your decision, Rhae, and honestly so much stuff has happened in this story already that maybe some people feel a little weird joining a story already in motion.

That being said: I do sort of like this board, even though it was really hard to find this thread until I went back on the old board to directly find the thread. The OOC and IC threads being attached is a super neato concept. But on the other hand, the board has some issues - server instability prevented me from posting for several days, for example, and I'm sure others were having trouble too.

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The diclonius smirked a bit as the stranger's eyes narrowed - oh, she loved it when she agitated people! She never knew what to expect next and it was a fun game to play when bored. Though, this man seemed bored just sitting there - he was bored of the Playground!? She stared at him, slightly aghast - there were so many things to do, so many sights to see just in the Lows! "I'm just a woman who decided to stick around the tavern with the bard that simply enchanted me." She chuckled and tucked some of her hair out of her way again, starting to grow irritated with it. "I'm certainly human, though not your average brand." His remark about smell didn't phase her - it seemed a variety of folks in the Playground had a keener sense for it than she. "He's the Inn's primary bard." She resisted the urge to snap out at the "half-blood" comment - Pullo didn't talk about the people he came from much, but if her and Nikita's knowledge about stereotypical fantasy worlds said enough, it was that half-bloods weren't welcome in many communities. "I ran into him on the same night we both ended up in here, about six months ago, and we've just sort of been having adventures ourselves."

Missile straightened up again, tapping her fingers against the bar. "But if you'd like a name, you go first. I insist; after all I did ask you first." She grinned lightly and tilted her head, glancing at the glass - one of her vectors lightly scooted it roughly six inches away from Kresnik's hand before lifting it into the air and setting it right back where he had set it to begin with. But as always, the strange paperthin arms were invisible.

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The diclonius wrinkled her nose a bit, raising an eyebrow at the white-haired stranger to her side as he snapped at the elf that manifested between them. "Friend of yours?" she asked dryly, lacing her fingers after resting her elbows on the counter.

Missile twitched as he took the entirety of the remnants of her drink, starting to protest and then deciding not to as the elf pitched backward, hitting the floor. "... Well, what, the little golden brick painted on the shot glass didn't give it away?" she asked sarcastically, shaking her head and righting the small glass on the bar. Great, just... great. She could manage to drink the strange shot herself if she took her time - made the headache less painful at least.

"Holy shit, he says something other than negative remarks and what did Bruce call it, golden words? Eh." Missile shook her head and glanced at the hunter. "You know, I've been around here awhile; haven't seen anyone like you running afoot." She moved one of her hands back on Pullo's head, returning to gently rubbing his head through his hair to help soothe whatever was ailing him. "Who are you, exactly?"

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So for some reason the Guild didn't let me post for like forever which is annoying as shit but hopefully things are back to normal now.

THANK FUCKING GOD, IT WORKED

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It's a hobby, what can I say? A very, very fun hobby, that I can't really discuss here. >_>

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I could be making jokes about you being "tied up" you know.