TROLLSLUM CAFE VII: March to Restore Sanity

[Teslamagnetic Integration]

Rhys gulped loudly, not quite sure how to process the response.

...Re..Reallllly?

[redRevolvers]

You're not sure what to do, but you feel you need to defuse this situation, somehow.

[Masterweaver]

wll, i Just-
i didn't s you com in! i mAnt nothing by it.



if i wAntd to offnd Anyon i wouldn't b subtl About it.
subtlty isn't my thing.

Let's head back to the back room, shall we?

"{%}{Ya bed.}{%}" Metty kicks Roger in the gut, propelling him out of the room, and locks the door with a single hand. "{%}{Why don I show ya.}{%}"

[Flamerider64]

;{"1 th1nk we sh0uld be d0ne sett1ng up in an h0ur"};
;{"then we sh0uld have an extra tw0 h0urs t0 mull ab0ut"};

The other troll, with a similarly strange headgear and visor, said nothing.

[redRevolvers]

((Oh, now that's just unfair.))
Ow. Well, he's on his own, now.
That one chick better be prepared for a surprise.

[scintillatingMoniker]

Joreak was becoming increasingly disconcerted by this troll's behaivour.

[Teslamagnetic Integration]

Uh...Iff youu wa..ntt, thenn be my guesstt, Rhys replied slowly, now totally unable to think or act thanks to the concoction that was meant for trolls.

[Masterweaver]

((Metty don't play nice! ...is that a serious complaint, I'm sorry if I offended you...))

Fanlel leaves Joreak alone and sits at his usual table. Leanii, the quiet on, is sitting in a booth alone if anybody wants to talk to her.

And Metty is busily taking off Rhy's shirt while snogging him. Let's leave these two alone so Tesla can introduce a new character, shall we?

[MostlyHarmless]

Krsnik's attention is grabbed by Roger as he flies out of the backroom.

!'M NO+ SURE WHA+ HAPPENED +O YOU, BU+ WOULD ! BE CORREC+ !N ASSUM!NG +HA+ MELL WOMAN !S !NVOLVED SOMEHOW?!

He asks in a casual tone, not even getting out of his seat.

[scintillatingMoniker]

Joreak thinks over that strange meeting again... What symbol did he have? What caste was he? Of course, these were just sub-categories in the larger question "who the hell was that?"

Guess he'd never know.



And then he turns his attention back to everyone else and scopes out for a suitable "target". (winkysmileyface)

[redRevolvers]

You get up, dust yourself off, and hack up a little blood from the sheer force of that kick.
Great, now there's blood on the inside of your mask.
No, it was that brownblooded lady.
...Lady isn't the right word for her.
...Fucking slut.
...Ow.

[Flamerider64]

;{"what d0 y0u mean we left the subw00fers beh1nd?"};

;{"alr1ght, alr1ght, just g0 get them, 1'll hang back an make sure th1s stuff 1sn't st0len"};

Epseion now has his hands pretty free if someone wants to ask him about this whole thing.

[scintillatingMoniker]

...Fucking slut.

And then suddenly Joreak is behind you.

[MostlyHarmless]

Krsnik took another sip of his water.

WELL +HA+ !S A SURPR!SE!
!'LL ADM!+ +HA+ !'M FA!RLY NEW +O +H!S CAFE, BU+ ! +H!NK !'VE BEEN HERE LONG ENOUGH +O KNOW +HA+ WHEN !+ COMES +O SORD!D BACKROOM AN+!CS, +HA+ SHE DEMON USUALLY HAS SOME+H!NG +O DO W!+H !+!
SHE'S L!KE SOME K!ND OF SEXUALLY DEV!AN+ PUPPE+ MAS+ER!
!S +HA+ LEPRECHAUN A FR!END OF YOURS BY +HE WAY?!

[Teslamagnetic Integration]

A certain irritable troll waltzes right on in, sitting down and ordering his usual.



Early Grey. Keep the bag in. If you don't, I'll break you, he ordered the servebot, which did exactly as instructed.

Feh. At least you do your job well, he commented, drinking his tea very, very slowly. He needed to relax. His strings were hiiiiiiigh strung today.

[redRevolvers]

You sense a presence behind you. A certain annoying presence.
You're too late, Greenie, she's already in the back room with someone.
Rhys will probably be found out any second now...

[One]

Ignis, still weighing several tons in his new armor, somehow appears behind Joreak.
((ignisbrainbot))

[scintillatingMoniker]

thAt's A shAm...



so who's sh with?

As a slight retcon he does not notice a giant robot behind him. That would be silly and not within his established abilities.

[redRevolvers]

A friend of mine. I tried talking him out of it, but he's drunk on something that Mell gave him.
...Which means she was involved. Damn. The blue guy was right.

[scintillatingMoniker]

mll... Ah, ys.. hr...



...hm... i'm intrstd in this drinK thAt your frind hAd... do you hAppn to hAv Any mor?

[redRevolvers]

Ask her whenever she comes around.
...On second thought, don't.

[Masterweaver]

And suddenly there was this girl.

"Sss Whast's happening here ssS?"

[MostlyHarmless]

Krsnik drops his glass of water. He runs up to Roger in a panic.

AND YOU LEF+ H!M ALONE?!
WHA+ +HE BLAZES WERE YOU +H!NK!NG?!
HOW FAR GONE !S HE?!
HAS HE S+AR+ED SPEAK!NG SPAN!SH YE+?!

He then looks up at Joreak.

NO!
YOU MUS+ NO+ DR!NK !+!
!+ !S +HE AMBROS!A OF +HE DEV!L!

[scintillatingMoniker]

NO!
YOU MUS+ NO+ DR!NK !+!
!+ !S +HE AMBROS!A OF +HE DEV!L!

w clArly hAvn't mt bfor.

[Flamerider64]

And striding in confidently is...



Oh...
Oh my.
This is all new and surprising, for all of us.
What you're not seeing in that portrait is the new dress stopping above the knees, with solid black pantyhose and high heeled boots past the shins.

I just drew that and I have no idea...