Trollslum Cafe XCIX: Like a Trashy Romance Novel

[Cliff_Racer]

Tee~lee~kii~nee~sii~s. Hoo~w uu~tii~lii~taa~rii~aa~n. UU~tii~lii~taa~rii~aa~n, blaa~nd, duu~ll aa~nd boo~rii~ng. Thee~n aa~gaa~ii~n, II~ suu~ppoo~see~ II~ haa~vee~ aa~n aa~ffii~nii~ty foo~r 'uu~see~lee~ss' poo~wee~rs. My poo~wee~r, foo~r ii~nstaa~ncee~, II~ woo~uu~ld coo~nsii~dee~r oo~nee~ oo~f thoo~see~. UU~nfoo~rtuu~naa~tee~ly, thee~ree~ aa~ree~ noo~t maa~ny lii~kee~ mee~ whoo~ aa~ree~ aa~lsoo~ maa~rgii~naa~lly proo~uu~d oo~f thee~ cruu~tch thee~y wee~ree~ gii~vee~n foo~r thee~ii~r twoo~ coo~mplee~tee~ly fuu~nctii~oo~naa~l lee~gs. She sips her tea.
Mee~taa~phoo~rii~caa~lly spee~aa~kii~ng.

[Tekkenfreak4]

Everyone has an opinion. I respec7 yers. Haha! I like my power. I7 helps wi7h my profession. I7 also makes me feel like a Jedi...

Hey Varnak? Your nerd is showing...

[Cliff_Racer]

....Hooooboy. Yoo~uu~... waa~tchee~d thaa~t see~rii~ee~s. OO~h, goo~oo~dnee~ss... II~ shoo~uu~ldn't ee~vee~n bee~gii~n, buu~t... Hoo~oo~oo~...

[Yossarian]

Bunzle, of course, doesn't seem to really do much in regards to her eye-roll. He instead sips his own drink.
Indeed, stubborn.



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Hmmm, she seems to be looking for something or someone? Maybe a hand could be appreciated, so Ericin slides out of his seat and jams his hands into his pockets as he walks over to the red-blood looking as harmless as he can.

Watωr you looking for?

[Tekkenfreak4]

Damn, shot down like Porkins during the Battle of Yavin...

Hmm, I guess ya don'7 enjoy 7he series like I do. Oh well. I'll move away from 7ha7 7opic 7hen.

[InsanicAsu]

Oh, dear... Adessi momentarily frets, but realizes he's probably low enough to hear her telepathy.
┅┅ Can you hear me? I am sorry, I seem to have lost the use of my vocal chords... I was looking for the one who gave me the product that caused it. ┅┅✖

[Cliff_Racer]

Plee~aa~see~. Doo~. Coo~smoo~s AA~ggrii~ee~vaa~ncee~ ii~s oo~nee~ oo~f thee~ maa~ny, maa~ny moo~vii~ee~s thaa~t II~ haa~vee~ noo~t waa~tchee~d aa~nd wii~ll noo~t waa~tch. II~ aa~m noo~t aa~ bii~g 'moo~vii~ee~' gii~rl. II~ ree~aa~d boo~oo~ks. She takes a long sip of tea, not turning back to Varnak this time. II~ hoo~pee~ yoo~uu~ doo~ aa~s wee~ll...?

[Sandvich King]

Semick scans the room. Quite a few trolls here tonight.
Hey, what's with the bored seadweller that has some kind of antenna-things where his ears should be?
Curious, Semick approaches Chever.

"Hey. What's up?"

He's not going to jump right in and ask. He knows better than outright asking a seadweller a question that could be interpreted as "what's with your stupid ear things?"


((V Whoops, looks like I ninja'd you FW. I hope you see this. V))

[FubbalyWubbaly]

Cever Still sips his tea. Perhaps he should try to start a conversation, though, that was never his strong point as starting conversations seemed to make him nervous.
Gees Chever, you're a seadweller! Grow a spine and talk to someone.

[Yossarian]

The green-blood flinches when he hears that voice in his head. With a look of confusion, he glances around, but then notices Miss Red-blood here with a smile. Oh wait...it's her.

Well uhh kind of a first for talking, for Ericin, but he obliges and politely does not ask about what happened.





Wωll, maybω I can hωlp, sincω I'm prωtty good with facωs. What doωs this pωrson look likω?

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[Tekkenfreak4]

Well, this is going down hill. Time to attempt to keep it going.

No7 really. Sorry... I usually play video games or make weapons. 7he la77er bein' my profession. I'm a weaponsmi7h.

[FubbalyWubbaly]

Oh , look! someone is talking. Now, don't be rude
oh! Uhh, hello. 1 guess 1m nott doing much r1ghtt now butt ss1p my ttea. you come here often?

[InsanicAsu]

Oh good, he can hear. She sighs in relief.
┅┅ She said that her name was Elfaba... She is quite disheveled, and smells a little oddly... but friendly enough as it is. ┅┅✖

[ailsagraystone]

Zebara Fellus returned to the cafe after returning to her hive for a bit, and paused for a moment at the door. Oh, thank god. That teal blood wasn't here anymore. Still calm, she heads her way to the bar and orders a glass of water.

[Sandvich King]

This guy seems willing enough to talk.

"Nah, n0t really. Th1s 1s just my sec0nd t1me here ever."

[Cliff_Racer]

Yoo~uu~ maa~kee~ wee~aa~poo~ns, hmm...? She takes out a violin bow. Whaa~t ii~s thii~s, aa~nd whaa~t woo~uu~ld ii~t bee~ ee~ffee~ctii~vee~ foo~r ii~n coo~mbaa~t. Thee~ree~ ii~s noo~ wroo~ng aa~nswee~r, ee~xcee~pt ii~f yoo~uu~ coo~mplee~tee~ly mii~ss thee~ poo~ii~nt. Thee~n thee~ree~'s aa~ wroo~ng aa~nswee~r.

[Yossarian]

Is that that wωird grωωnblood with the molω on hωr facω? Oh, he has some gal to call someone else weird




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The seadweller orders another drink, continues to puff on that cigar of his.

[InsanicAsu]

┅┅ Yes, that is the one. Have you seen her recently? ┅┅✖
Adessi tilts her head a little.

[Tekkenfreak4]

Varnak examins the item.
He isn't THAT dull, he knows what it is...

I7's a violin bow. And i7 has i7's effec7iveness in ba77le. Any7hin' can be used 7o figh7 wi7h, and all of 7hem equally deadly, if used properly. For 7his? I'd say i7 could be used as a blun7 weapon.

[Yossarian]

He shakes his head.
No, I was hωrω all day and I didn't sωω hωr, but shω may comω latωr, who knows. He then nods and gives a dramatic shrug. weird...

[Cliff_Racer]

Vee~ee~ee~ry goo~oo~d. Noo~w, oo~bsee~rvee~ thii~s foo~r aa~ moo~mee~nt. She rolls up her sleeve. She has no muscle to make something as unconventional as a violin bow a good weapon. Thee~ ii~ssuu~ee~ ii~s thaa~t thee~ woo~rst II~ caa~n doo~ wii~th thee~ vii~oo~lii~n boo~w ii~s poo~kee~ aa~n ee~yee~ oo~uu~t, oo~r poo~ssii~bly lee~aa~vee~ aa~ wee~lt. II~ oo~nly aa~lloo~caa~tee~d thee~see~ soo~ II~ coo~uu~ld dee~stroo~y thee~ aa~ccuu~rsee~d thii~ngs. She munches on her tea cake momentarily before continuing. Thee~ vii~oo~lii~n boo~w caa~nnoo~t ee~ffee~ctii~vee~ly bloo~ck, bee~ii~ng fraa~gii~lee~ aa~nd maa~dee~ oo~f woo~oo~d. Thee~ haa~ii~r ii~s too~oo~ dee~lii~caa~tee~ too~ gaa~rroo~tee~. Truu~ly, thee~ vii~oo~lii~n boo~w ii~s aa~ wee~aa~poo~n noo~t maa~dee~ foo~r strii~fee~. II~t ii~s aa~lmoo~st aa~s baa~d aa~s thee~ faa~ncy saa~ntaa~.

[FubbalyWubbaly]

ahh, ssame. tth1ss 1ss my ssecond tt1me here.
He sips from his tea and fiddles with one of his antennas, must be still playing up from the previous event

((hahah yeah, I saw the post, it happens a lot, XD ))

[InsanicAsu]

Hopes = crushed. Adessi's smile drops instantly.
┅┅ Oh... well... thank you for your help... ┅┅✖

[CraftyJongleur]

The troll known only as Mr. Byodon strides straight up to the bar and orders himself a glass of red wine. Sitting down, he takes out his notepad and fountain pen and begins idly jotting down notes in it.

[Tekkenfreak4]

Varnak has no idea that that is Inniss's strife specibus...

7he wha7? Fancy San7a? I never even heard of anyone usin' 7ha7...