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And for those of you wondering who I went as, what the mystery costume was...
So it seems there was almost no mystery at all, was there? Of course, me blabbing it all over the Kcon boards may have had something to do with that.
Also on an unrelated note, let me just say that I found this terribly amusing. As if I'm somehow the only wank magnet that RPs. I can barely keep up with SBG--when do these people think I have time for another game, especially one that involves an entire secret identity?
And to keep everyone here satisfied, evidence that I am indeed working on Obsession. Have a brief excerpt that I wrote yesterday!
"Have you given any thought to naming your Ralts?" I asked as she tapped her spoon at the side of her cup. "Or will you?"
"I'm not sure. I can't think of any name that would suit her. But Ralts aren't like humans. In the wild they don't give each other names."
"Are there any species that do?" I asked.
"Jynx do. They have a pretty complex language, although they have difficulty speaking most human languages. Something about the way their throats are formed. Aaaaand..." That tapping again, though her spoon was clean of tea, and she looked up at the ceiling, speckled with paint to give the impression of wear and age. "And I think Yamask do but that whole thing is really creepy...'
I'd heard of them, those creatures that were said to have once been human. I wasn't sure if that was true or not, but they were often found in ancient tombs and had taken on the death masks of those buried there. And they guarded treasure, things they never used but prevented anyone from taking. How silly of them. The dead person wasn't about to enjoy such things, and the Yamask certainly weren't, so why not let the living take and enjoy the treasures within? To bury them was just a waste.
I must have been smiling because Veronica burst into laughter, louder than before. "Let me guess. Yamask to tombs to treasures to your collection, right?"
"You know me too well." She was only mostly right, as I hadn't yet connected it to myself yet, but it was certainly heading there.
And for those of you wondering who I went as, what the mystery costume was...
So it seems there was almost no mystery at all, was there? Of course, me blabbing it all over the Kcon boards may have had something to do with that.
Also on an unrelated note, let me just say that I found this terribly amusing. As if I'm somehow the only wank magnet that RPs. I can barely keep up with SBG--when do these people think I have time for another game, especially one that involves an entire secret identity?
And to keep everyone here satisfied, evidence that I am indeed working on Obsession. Have a brief excerpt that I wrote yesterday!
"Have you given any thought to naming your Ralts?" I asked as she tapped her spoon at the side of her cup. "Or will you?"
"I'm not sure. I can't think of any name that would suit her. But Ralts aren't like humans. In the wild they don't give each other names."
"Are there any species that do?" I asked.
"Jynx do. They have a pretty complex language, although they have difficulty speaking most human languages. Something about the way their throats are formed. Aaaaand..." That tapping again, though her spoon was clean of tea, and she looked up at the ceiling, speckled with paint to give the impression of wear and age. "And I think Yamask do but that whole thing is really creepy...'
I'd heard of them, those creatures that were said to have once been human. I wasn't sure if that was true or not, but they were often found in ancient tombs and had taken on the death masks of those buried there. And they guarded treasure, things they never used but prevented anyone from taking. How silly of them. The dead person wasn't about to enjoy such things, and the Yamask certainly weren't, so why not let the living take and enjoy the treasures within? To bury them was just a waste.
I must have been smiling because Veronica burst into laughter, louder than before. "Let me guess. Yamask to tombs to treasures to your collection, right?"
"You know me too well." She was only mostly right, as I hadn't yet connected it to myself yet, but it was certainly heading there.