self_composed: (Default)
Author: self_composed
The guest list winds up being pretty huge.

To start with, there are now eight Bells. Pattern isn't bringing anyone besides herself, and Aegis no one besides herself and her Whistle, but everyone else -

Between Alice, the Joker, the rescued Queenie, Kas, Micaiah, and Sue, plus Ghosty who Amariah picked up on her way home, that's seven Whistles. (Stella thinks ahead: there is a soundproofed orgy chamber away from the main party awning. With a few nodes off of it in case more than one orgy forms; she can think of at least two other likely ones.)

There's an equally absurd number of Sherlocks and Tonies if you count them together. They have Juliet's matched set, Shell Bell's matched set, two other matched sets from Bell-less worlds (one with souled vampire, one both human), a stray Tony, and a stray Sherlock from Downside.

Amariah grabbed a random Libby on top of the random extra Whistle, but at least she's not incorporating anyone from home.

Golden's bringing much of her family and many of her friends - although Edward is staying home, that still leaves Elspeth and Jacob, Alice and Jasper with little Brandon, Rosalie and Emmett and little Henry, Nathan accompanying his mate and their child Kerron, Esme and Carlisle and their Lily, Addy, and Elena who'll get to see her brother. Golden claims that this is a conservative list and she could easily have produced another twenty enthusiastic guests. Stella doesn't doubt it. She puts up a few signs reading Please Conduct Adult Conversation Only Via Brainphone. Little Half-Vampires Have Good Ears And Perfect Memories. As a last-minute surprise, Golden has taken Elspeth's suggestion to bring Edward's deceased mother Elizabeth, too.

Juliet has, on top of her boyfriend and his - progenitor? - her tiny Libby, James, a tagalong thereto called Virginia, and a ghost called Minnie, plus Giles.

Angela's list is more modest: her, her husband, and their friends Alleluia and Caleb.

Shell Bell is responsible for half the Sherlocks-and-Tonies all by herself, a tagalong called Pepper, and also someone called Darcy and also Matilda. (Shell Bell is also the reason Angela is not inviting her brother-in-law.)

Stella herself is responsible for inviting Libby, Orfeo, Chris, Mary, Anna, Sandy, Eights, Chainsaw, Lazarus, Kolya (who is informed that it would be awfully inconvenient for a majority of Bells to all have to coordinate on pretending he doesn't exist when only one of them has even met him to be able to identify him in the first place, so he can simply stay home if he's planning to be hidey), and Bridget.

Stella sets up a name tag system. Everyone will have a tag stuck to them. Solo persons - a minority - will just have their names. People with template names and nicknames will have both stamped on automatically. ("Hi! I'm a Bell, and you can call me Stella!"; "Hi! I'm a Whistle, and you can call me Alice!" "Hi! I'm a Sherlock, and I don't have a distinguishing nickname yet but as soon as I pick one it will appear here!")

She conjures up a nice buffet of food and beverages which will stay its correct temperature until consumed, and assorted synthetics for the vampires (labeled not for human consumption), and dishes and flatware (all glass; even some of the food-eating guests might dissolve anything else) and fusses with the awning opacity until it lets in just the right amount of sun, and, what the hell, she throws in a stage in case Angela wants to sing or she decides to play the flute or someone decides to pentagon some other performative skill to entertain the crowd. She makes sure there are enough bathrooms for all the people who still need bathrooms.

She puts out a few tables here and there with little bowls of squares and triangles - a mix of her glowing red and Alice's shifty black - in them for everyone's convenience. She accumulates coins in those sizes faster than she generally uses them and has a great many, so there are plenty for anyone to dip and wish if something comes up. She double-checks to make sure the Martian ground rules prohibit any misuses available for those size coins.

Jane gets one of those high-tech holographic projectors, on wheels, which she promptly manifests in, drives around the floor, and makes faces through.
edgeofyourseat: Explaining or agreeing. (⑼ gotta be cool)
Author: edgeofyourseat
Alice and Queenie are technically the party's first guests, because they arrive almost as soon as Stella starts setting up. And wonder of wonders, they don't immediately head for the orgy chamber.
gunpowdergelatine: Smirking faintly, touching thumb to lips. (♣5/don't want the devil to)
Author: gunpowdergelatine
Queenie is wearing a gorgeous little black dress that is, on very close inspection, actually a dark dark red.
temporal_affairs: (lovable rogue)
Author: temporal_affairs
Golden doesn't bring all her guests at once; the first wave, though, includes Nathan -
colorshapes: (daddy's boy)
Author: colorshapes
- with a certain munchkin on his shoulders -
yourheartstrings: (⑽ but i better not touch)
Author: yourheartstrings
- and his mate's arm around his waist.

"Ooh," she says, spotting Alice and Queenie. "Let's go be over there."
temporal_affairs: (Default)
Author: temporal_affairs
There they go and be!
colorshapes: (curious)
Author: colorshapes
"You both look like Mummy," says Kerron to Alice and Queenie. "Like how there are people who look like Her Majesty over there."
gunpowdergelatine: Smirking faintly, touching thumb to lips. (♣5/don't want the devil to)
Author: gunpowdergelatine
"There is," says Queenie, glancing between Kerron and his mummy, "probably a reason for that."
edgeofyourseat: Grinning, friendly. (⑵ extraordinarily nice)
Author: edgeofyourseat
Alice, meanwhile, grabs the Joker and lifts her off her feet in an enthusiastic hug.

"You are the cutest and I love you! Look at you with your vampire and your kid, awwwwwwwwwwwww."
colorshapes: (investigative)
Author: colorshapes
"Of course there's a reason," says Kerron reasonably. "Ooh - name tags - I can read a little bit -" He sounds out the tag stuck to Queenie's dress. "Hi - I'm - a -" He get stuck on Whistle and tries to sound it out, overpronouncing the silent letters.
edgeofyourseat: Smiling, affectionate or amused. (⑶ your wish is my command)
Author: edgeofyourseat
"Whistle," supplies Alice. "She's Queenie, I'm Alice. Q, this one's the Joker."
gunpowdergelatine: Smiling faintly, touching finger to lips. (♠4/what he used to make it talk)
Author: gunpowdergelatine
"Is he now," says Queenie.
yourheartstrings: (⑵ 'cause they found new toys)
Author: yourheartstrings
"Retired," says the Joker. "You?"
gunpowdergelatine: Grinning. (♠3/I'm all love)
Author: gunpowdergelatine
"Dead!" she says cheerfully. "Does short stuff have a name yet?"
colorshapes: (butter wouldn't melt)
Author: colorshapes
"I'm Kerron," says Kerron. "But mummy calls me munchkin."
gunpowdergelatine: Grinning broadly. (♠2/lovin' every minute of it)
Author: gunpowdergelatine
"I'll bet she does," laughs Queenie. "Can I hug ya, munchkin?"
colorshapes: (cute kid)
Author: colorshapes
"Sure," says Kerron, and he launches himself from Daddy's shoulders at Queenie.
gunpowdergelatine: Laughing. (♠1/you live for the fight)
Author: gunpowdergelatine
Queenie catches him! And there are cuddles.
edgeofyourseat: Grinning, maybe licking lips. (⑴ you say bark I say bite)
Author: edgeofyourseat
They are so cute.

"You are so cute," says Alice.
colorshapes: (mummy's son)
Author: colorshapes
"Yes," says Kerron. "I know."
edgeofyourseat: Grinning, friendly. (⑵ extraordinarily nice)
Author: edgeofyourseat
Yep, okay.

Alice hugs Kerron-and-Queenie.
yourheartstrings: (⑷ i wanna hold you)
Author: yourheartstrings
"You are so cute," the Joker says fondly.
temporal_affairs: (heheh)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Everybody here: cute," says Nathan.
yourheartstrings: (⑽ but i better not touch)
Author: yourheartstrings
The Joker hugs him.
truthwright: (⑸ got no innocence)
Author: truthwright
Kas appears, Petaal perched on his ear as a minuscule shrew.

"Hi, guys! I brought another one of us, she's around here somewhere. Whose kid is that?"
temporal_affairs: (shiny)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Mine and the Joker's," says Nathan.
truthwright: (⑶ anticipatin' fun)
Author: truthwright
"He's adorable. You're adorable," he says to Kerron. "What's your name and can I hug you?"
colorshapes: (butter wouldn't melt)
Author: colorshapes
"I'm Kerron. You can hug me."
truthwright: (⑷ sweet sweet thing)
Author: truthwright
"Hi, Kerron! I'm Kas!"

Hug.

"And I'm Petaal," says Petaal, who does not want Kerron to touch her.
colorshapes: (investigative)
Author: colorshapes
Kerron doesn't touch her. But he does ask, "How come you don't want me to touch you?"
truthwright: (⑻ who i really am)
Author: truthwright
"It hurts us when people do that if we don't know them," Kas explains.
colorshapes: (curious)
Author: colorshapes
"Why?"
truthwright: (⑽ something inexpressible)
Author: truthwright
"Because I'm a daemon and that's how we work," says Petaal. "Most daemons can't hardly touch anybody who's not their person, but we're special and I can touch a lot of people. But I have to know them first, and even then I usually can't."
colorshapes: (daddy's boy)
Author: colorshapes
"Why doesn't everybody else have one?"
truthwright: (⑷ sweet sweet thing)
Author: truthwright
"Because usually it's just people from my and Amariah's world who do," says Kas. "But if you see Sue around here—"

Another Whistle appears, this one a little younger than Alice.

"Somebody say my name?" he inquires.

"Speak of the devil!" laughs Kas. "Is Ivy around?"

Ivy instantiates as a small white fox curled up in Sue's arms.

"Sue came to my world and now he has a daemon too," explains Kas.
colorshapes: (watching the colors)
Author: colorshapes
"Aw, but she doesn't want me to touch her either and she looks soft," complains Kerron.
temporal_affairs: (run that by me again)
Author: temporal_affairs
"People being soft isn't anything to do with whether you can touch them, only to do with whether you want to take them up on it if they offer," says Nathan.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Ivy un-instantiates in a brief sparkle of golden light.

Sue looks approvingly at Nathan.
truthwright: (⑵ talk about cut of meat)
Author: truthwright
Kas grins.

Then he turns into a fennec fox and hops into Sue's arms. (Petaal, now a hummingbird, hovers off to the side.)

"You can pet me if you want," he invites.
colorshapes: (know how I fit)
Author: colorshapes
"Ooh," says Kerron, and he pets the fox-Kas, head to tail. He is reasonably good at being gentle about this.
truthwright: (⑷ sweet sweet thing)
Author: truthwright
The fox-Kas is pleased!
gunpowdergelatine: Smirking faintly, touching thumb to lips. (♣5/don't want the devil to)
Author: gunpowdergelatine
"Now that," Queenie says consideringly, "is adorable."
colorshapes: (watching the shapes)
Author: colorshapes
"Mummy, how come you're never a fox? You're magic! You could be a fox or a whatever. How come I never get to be a fox?"
yourheartstrings: (⑹ listen baby)
Author: yourheartstrings
"Never thought of it," she says cheerfully. "You wanna be a fox, munchkin?"
colorshapes: (butter wouldn't melt)
Author: colorshapes
"Yeah! I wanna be a fox! I wanna be a blue fox!"
yourheartstrings: (⑸ and I'm fine)
Author: yourheartstrings
She taps him on the nose.

He is now a blue fox.
colorshapes: (cute kid)
Author: colorshapes
"Yay! I love you, mummy!" Kerron the blue fox gambols about. It is perhaps the most ludicrously adorable thing of all time.
temporal_affairs: (shiny)
Author: temporal_affairs
"If I were not multiple kinds of immortal," says Nathan, "that would just about slay me with cuteness."
yovahs_kisses: (⑶ I wouldn't mind)
Author: yovahs_kisses
Micaiah drifts into the cluster.

"Hi, guys! Is there a reason we're not—sweet Yovah singing, where did that come from and how is it so cute?"
yourheartstrings: (⑵ 'cause they found new toys)
Author: yourheartstrings
"That," the Joker says smugly, "is my kid. I made him." She pokes Nathan in the ribs. "He helped."
colorshapes: (explain you a thing)
Author: colorshapes
"I'm Kerron! I'm always cute and right now I'm also a blue fox!" says Kerron, propping himself up by his front paws on Micaiah's knee. "You look like Mummy too, how many Mummy-people are there?"
yovahs_kisses: (⑸ that's a nasty story)
Author: yovahs_kisses
"I think I might be the last," he says, glancing around. "Can I snuggle you a little?"
colorshapes: (butter wouldn't melt)
Author: colorshapes
"Yeah!"
temporal_affairs: (lovable rogue)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Wasn't there going to be another one?" asks Nathan, glancing around.
yovahs_kisses: (⑵ I do love you a little)
Author: yovahs_kisses
Micaiah snuggles Kerron the adorable fox.
manofmyword: Smirking, pushing hair out of face. (⑸ well hello beautifulll~)
Author: manofmyword
And a person appears out of thin air, not all at once but in stages, building himself from the inside out. Very quickly, but not too quickly for a vampire's sight to catch the intermediary stages.

He has the Joker's scars.

He is wearing a little black dress not dissimilar to Queenie's, or at least, he is once it assembles itself on top of his skin; last of all, a nametag sticks itself to his chest, declaring him to be a Whistle whom you can call Ghosty.

"Boo," he chirps.
temporal_affairs: (heheh)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Hi, Ghosty," says Nathan.
colorshapes: (holy moly!)
Author: colorshapes
Kerron's got nearly vampiric sight.

"Whoa! You put yourself together inside out! Do it again do it again!"
manofmyword: Laughing maniacally. (⑴ ahahahaha!!!!!)
Author: manofmyword
...Giggling, he disassembles (the nametag disappears) and reassembles immediately in the same spot (it appears again).
colorshapes: (butter wouldn't melt)
Author: colorshapes
Kerron attempts to clap his hands, but he doesn't have any right now, so he settles for saying, "Yay!"
manofmyword: Hands, seen through jail cell bars. (⑼ the store by the dungeon)
Author: manofmyword
Ghosty laughs and reaches down to give Kerron scritches.
colorshapes: (daddy's boy)
Author: colorshapes
Can Kerron still purr while he's a fox? Why yes, it turns out he can!
manofmyword: Grinning, eyes nearly closed. (⑶ now i see the funny side)
Author: manofmyword
N'awwwwwwwwwww.



"All right," he says, "that's enough kid time for me."

And he disassembles again.
yourheartstrings: (⑶ we got no principles)
Author: yourheartstrings
"...Hmmmm," says the Joker.

The whole group of alts exchanges a look.
colorshapes: (watching the colors)
Author: colorshapes
Kerron peers at the colorshapes that are flying through the air.
temporal_affairs: (oh dear lord)
Author: temporal_affairs
Nathan can't see the colorshapes, but he can see that quizzical look. "Hey, kiddo, let's go meet some other Her Majesties or something and let all the Mummies do Mummy things," he says briskly, scooping the fox out of Micaiah's arms.
yourheartstrings: (⑵ 'cause they found new toys)
Author: yourheartstrings
"See ya, munchkin," says the Joker, and teleports away. The rest of them follow.
neverbeatme: Grinning; vastly entertained. (ℂ not unlike a smile)
Author: neverbeatme
James arrives with the initial wave of the Sunshine contingent, which also includes Juliet and Virginia.

"Ooh, nametags," she says, peering at hers.

"...Why," wonders Virginia, "does mine say I'm a [Template unnamed]?"
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Uh," says Juliet, peering at the nametag, "good question, I guess there's another of you who was previously unidentified as same so Stella's nametag program got confused and this is what the error message looks like?" She looks around for other redheads.
most_capable: (ⅱ dance floor daring)
Author: most_capable
There's one! She's with that older Tony.
she_sells_seashells: maybe (Default)
Author: she_sells_seashells
Shell Bell has also noticed the nametag error. "There must be an alt of you here," she tells Pepper. "Now wh- Oh, over there with Juliet. Want to meet her?"
most_capable: (ⅱ all about the suit)
Author: most_capable
"I would love to," says Pepper. "Coming, Tony?"

"To meet a tiny Pepper? I don't know whether I should be endeared or terrified," he says, "but around you that's not news. Let's go."

And he heads for the Sunshiners like it was all his idea. Pepper smiles to herself and follows.
she_sells_seashells: engaged (engaged)
Author: she_sells_seashells
Shell Bell trots after. "What should we call the template?" she asks. "I bet Stella's nametags pick it up as soon as there's something for them to latch onto."
cross_and_bow: (smirk)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Hi, Template-Unnamed-Who-I-Can-Call-Pepper," says Juliet, waving. "Hi - oh, you have a nickname, you might be the only Tony with a nickname and only a handful of the Sherlocks do and mine's is out of date now - hi, Iron Man."
most_capable: (ⅰ hee! teehee!)
Author: most_capable
"What if you can't call me Iron Man," says Tony, smiling, "what if I find it deeply embarrassing, what then?"

Pepper laughs. "Hi, Bell-who-I-can-call Juliet! It's very nice to meet you. And..."

She turns her smile on Virginia. Virginia smiles back.

"What should we call our template?" says the younger of the two.

"Would 'Virginia' not work?" wonders the older.

"Well, then I'd have to pick a distinguishing nickname..."
cross_and_bow: (meh)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Would you object to everybody calling you Virgo instead of just James doing it?" inquires Juliet. "Besides, Stella apparently went and called James's template 'Libbies', so at least one of them does not have a sufficiently distinguishing nickname either."
she_sells_seashells: maybe (Default)
Author: she_sells_seashells
"I don't think Stella would've had the nametags put things that we would rather not be called," Shell Bell assures Iron Man. "Not with so many Whistles around."
most_capable: (ⅱ let me get that down)
Author: most_capable
"I'd rather be Virginia," says Virginia.

"Virginia it is," says Pepper. Their nametags alter themselves accordingly.
cross_and_bow: (checkout)
Author: cross_and_bow
"So, why 'Iron Man'?" Juliet inquires of Iron Man. "I can't really see my Tony running with that, although to be fair he's only been un-dead for, like hours, but I can't really see the one who visited to install Sunshine's Jarvis doing it either and he was around for days."
most_capable: (ⅱ dance floor daring)
Author: most_capable
"It's the media's fault," says Iron Man, "like most things I've been called in my life, really, I should be used to it by now."

"I think it's cute," says Pepper. "It's very you."

"Yes," he deadpans, "I tend to rust if you leave me out in the rain, I'm glad you noticed that."
cross_and_bow: (smirk)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Okay, but why does the media call you that?"
most_capable: (ⅰ better than anything)
Author: most_capable
"Because of the suit," says Iron Man. "It's actually not iron, it's a gold-titanium alloy..."

"What Tony means to say," says Pepper, "is that he's a superhero."

"That would be one way to put it," says Gold-Titanium Alloy Man. "A not entirely inaccurate way."
she_sells_seashells: (skyward)
Author: she_sells_seashells
"Darcy is too, but she went off to mingle," volunteers Shell Bell. "She has a magic space hammer instead of a suit. It's apparently a thing in their world."
cross_and_bow: (smug)
Author: cross_and_bow
"I was doing something very like superheroing until I got murdered!" says Juliet. "James here was called up as my successor - it is not a voluntary superheroing gig, it's kind of awful - but since I also got minted at around the same time I'm hoping to render it unnecessary that she engage in fisticuffs with demons."
neverbeatme: Smirking. (ℂ a quiet contentment)
Author: neverbeatme
"Not that fisticuffs with demons doesn't sound exciting," she says, "but it's not how I'd prefer to use my time."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Back up," says Iron Man, "murdered?"
bellfounding: (Default)
Author: bellfounding
There are two stray Whistles and stray alts of each of Stella's staff mints. Pattern means to have some sort of arrangement with at least one by the end of this party, because how else is she going to take over the world? Okay, with Jane serving as transport she could probably siphon off largesse from the other seven and get along, but that would be ignominious. All else being equal she'd rather go with the alts of Stella's staff, she thinks, because the overwhelming regularity with Whistles appears to involve dating them and she's not so sure about that.

There's Stella's employees - and there are their alts - and Pattern's going to walk right up to them.
nowait_letme: Delighted or smug. (' I feek like fucking you up)
Author: nowait_letme
"...show you sometime," Chainsaw is saying, his arm slung around Sandy's shoulders.
cross_and_bow: (level)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Yeah, several of us are dead - including my copy of you, and sort of my Sherlock - I got murdered, Shell Bell got assassinated, Pattern got hit by a car. People have tried to kill Golden twice and Amariah once but they didn't pay enough attention to Golden to finish the job and the guy took too long about it with Amariah and her boyfriend's daemon killed the bastard. The guy who murdered me is in jail. He did it right in front of my dad, who is the chief of police, not a smart cookie."
lookingforwardtoit: (4. my affection)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Sounds like fun," says Eights. "But you know, there are probably better places to be having that conversation."

Anna casts a speculative glance in the direction of the orgy chamber.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Ooh, ouch," he says, "I'm sorry. I was kidnapped once," he offers. "That stuff's never fun."
guiltless: Grinning, looking down. (♚ all the fuzzies)
Author: guiltless
"You are kind of terrifying," Sandy says to Chainsaw, with more affection than usually accompanies those words.
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
"It's not! Murderer dude drugged me to take away my powers, swiped my magic swag, and locked me in a house with a vampire, and when I talked my way past him and went to confront him he used my last square to kill me. But all's well now, pretty much."

She pauses for a moment. This is probably a good time to share her confession with the other Bells.

[Peal, a little more detail on what happened with vampire-me than I put in the book. Sheeeeee raped my boyfriend. Do not, repeat, do not, become one of those things.]
she_sells_seashells: (preoccupied)
Author: she_sells_seashells
Shell Bell flinches just a little at that. [Got it,] she replies.

"Your last square - tell me again how you managed to use them all up that fast," she says. "I made you hundreds - thousands - before I left."
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Yeah, there were hundreds-thousands of this kinda golem monster thing that were totally indestructible - one of them nearly killed me, I would've died if it weren't for Amariah's blessings probably - fire wand didn't faze them one bit - but a square would knock them over. One per, though, so when we ran into a ridculous number of them we had to go through every last square thinning the herd to let Sherlock get to the guy who was controlling while I led the others away."
bellfounding: (pealing)
Author: bellfounding
"Am I interrupting?" Pattern asks, scanning each of the four nametags to keep them straight in her head.
guiltless: Smiling, proud or mocking. (♛ abracadabra)
Author: guiltless
"Yes," says Sandy, "and you're welcome to, hi! Which one are you?"

(It's hard to see her nametag from where he is snuggled up to Chainsaw's side.)
bellfounding: (talkative)
Author: bellfounding
"I'm Pattern. I'm new, they got me out of Downside. I haven't even been back to my original world yet."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"That sounds exhausting," says Iron Man. "Still, you heroed your way through it, good for you."
lookingforwardtoit: (c. let's hear it)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Do you know which one it is?" asks Anna. "Is there anyone else around here from there?"
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Thanks. Making wishes isn't exactly tiring, but it was pretty scary, we were sitting in the back of my pickup truck with a heap of squares completely surrounded by these things, wishing as fast as we could. There were two left wedged under stuff, I used one to vanish a chair someone might've killed Sherlock with later, and I had the other in reserve when Murderer Dude did the whole drugs-kidnapping-theft bit and he was holding it and apparently wished for me to be missing a decent fraction of my neck because the square disappeared and that happened."
bellfounding: (fretting)
Author: bellfounding
"I saw one of the Whistles who was, but they're all off now and I think that one is the one Golden imported," sighs Pattern. "Nobody else."
lookingforwardtoit: (3. tell me about it)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Yeah," says Eights. "'Off'. We were thinking of heading off to join 'em in a bit."

"Is it bad that Golden imported him?" asks Anna.
bellfounding: (Default)
Author: bellfounding
"Well, it means that unless one of you or a Sherlock or somebody hitherto untapped as a potential mint is in my world, I too will have to import someone. I don't think he's likely to be up for de-importing, he's got a mated Golden-type vampire and a kid."
lookingforwardtoit: (b. just another day)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
Eights looks at Chainsaw.
nowait_letme: Smirking, half in shadow. (' that's what they pay me for)
Author: nowait_letme
Chainsaw looks at Pattern. And smirks.
bellfounding: (lipbite)
Author: bellfounding
"Mmm?" says Pattern.
nowait_letme: Delighted or smug. (' I feek like fucking you up)
Author: nowait_letme
"Oh, Eights is looking for somewhere comfy to retire," he says. "But she wants to take me with her, and I bet that's a dealbreaker."
bellfounding: (apprehensive)
Author: bellfounding
"...Is there a reason for you to bet that?" asks Pattern tentatively.
lookingforwardtoit: (7. pulled it right off)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"He was Downside's top torturer," says Eights. "Twice. For several thousand years each."
bellfounding: (right)
Author: bellfounding
"I haven't given this extensive personal thought, but the template in general and by extension me-if-I-think-on-it-long-enough are okay with - colorful histories among the staff."
lookingforwardtoit: (9. more than you'd believe)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Is there an upper limit on colourfulness here?"
bellfounding: (fretting)
Author: bellfounding
"I suppose I don't know, but it's not obvious why there would be as long as everything's metaphorically grayscale going forward."
nowait_letme: Touching his face. (' rampant narcissism)
Author: nowait_letme
"That is the question, ain't it?"
bellfounding: (reading)
Author: bellfounding
"Are you not keen on retiring?" Pattern asks uncomfortably.
nowait_letme: Delighted or smug. (' I feek like fucking you up)
Author: nowait_letme
He shrugs.
bellfounding: (apprehensive)
Author: bellfounding
"I'm not sure if you'll have much luck with that. None of us are going to be on board with - marauding torturers."
nowait_letme: Thoughtful or smug. (' I always deliver)
Author: nowait_letme
"But I'm such charming company," he says brightly.
bellfounding: (Default)
Author: bellfounding
"We're on board with charming company. Just not marauding."
lookingforwardtoit: (7. pulled it right off)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"So," says Eights, "I'm gonna go say hi to the Whistles. Who's with me?"

"Me!" says Anna.
guiltless: Grinning, looking to the side. (♚ really???)
Author: guiltless
"Me, me!" says Sandy.
nowait_letme: A chainsaw. (Default)
Author: nowait_letme
Chainsaw laughs.
bellfounding: (quizzical)
Author: bellfounding
"...You have fun," says Pattern.
nowait_letme: Touching his face. (' rampant narcissism)
Author: nowait_letme
"Don't wanna come play?"
bellfounding: (bored)
Author: bellfounding
"I'll pass."
nowait_letme: Delighted or smug. (' I feek like fucking you up)
Author: nowait_letme
He grins, and follows the rest of them.
bellfounding: (inhale)
Author: bellfounding
Pattern sighs, and goes to mingle more generally. Maybe a stray Sherlock will bite.
dark_light: (pensive)
Author: dark_light
Amariah finds Juliet's Sherlock - she can't tell him apart from the others by soul anymore, but he still dresses differently.

She hugs him without explanation.
eversomuchfun: Smiling slightly. (!= merely an abomination of nature)
Author: eversomuchfun
"Hello to you too," he says, mildly amused, and he hugs back.
dark_light: (unimpressed)
Author: dark_light
"Hi. How're you doing?"
eversomuchfun: Side-on in the dark; expression not visible. (== a degree of humanity)
Author: eversomuchfun
"My heart continues not to beat. Is this about any kind of recent revelation from Juliet?"
dark_light: (pensive)
Author: dark_light
"Yeah." Another hug.
eversomuchfun: Hands. (== I think that's sorted)
Author: eversomuchfun
"And were you sent by a committee or is this hug an individual effort?"
dark_light: (unimpressed)
Author: dark_light
"Just me. She announced, there was various hubbub, I found you. I think Shell Bell would be doing the same thing but she can't react to it properly without unfogging all her fogged-up memories," she adds.
eversomuchfun: Looking ceilingward. (<= hardly very sensitive of you)
Author: eversomuchfun
"I see. Well, thank you."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Oh, wow," he says. "That's pretty nasty. Did he have some kind of motivation or was it just one of those days?"
dark_light: (collected)
Author: dark_light
"You're welcome. I hope you're okay. Beyond the continued unbeating status of your heart, I mean."
eversomuchfun: Smiling slightly. (!= merely an abomination of nature)
Author: eversomuchfun
He laughs.

"Yes," he says. "I hope I am okay, too."
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"The drugging-kidnapping-vampire thing did have a kind of motivation. He belongs to an organization that thinks it's its business to manage Slayers - that's the kinda superpowered I was and James is - and it was my eighteenth birthday, and there's this test involving the drugs-kidnapping-vampire thing. Which I legit passed, but then he took exception to my taking exception to having been tested at all, hence my bleeding out in a Holiday Inn."
dark_light: (cool)
Author: dark_light
"Can I help? I mean, I assume Juliet's doing everything she can, if there is any known thing, but if you'd rather have help from not-her of some kind."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Gross," pronounces Iron Man. "People are assholes, I'm sorry."
eversomuchfun: Side-on in the dark; expression not visible. (== a degree of humanity)
Author: eversomuchfun
"Unfortunately personal trauma does not come with an operator's manual."
cross_and_bow: (level)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Me too. But hey, then I got gotten out of Downside and Golden minted me and I got to have a dramatic confrontation with my murderer in his jail cell during which he wibbled like an idiot and I'm gonna take over the world."
she_sells_seashells: (skyward)
Author: she_sells_seashells
"I got to have a confrontation with my murderer too, and all her accomplices, and now they live on the moon," says Shell Bell placidly.
dark_light: (unimpressed)
Author: dark_light
Amariah ruffles his hair. "Maybe you should get some memories muffled like Shell Bell's."
eversomuchfun: Smiling, perhaps falsely. (!= oh yes—hilarious)
Author: eversomuchfun
"No, thank you. Not that I find them particularly enjoyable, but they are mine."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"You are both awesome," says Iron Man.
dark_light: (pensive)
Author: dark_light
"That's fair. Hers are there, but only if she looks for them. I think it was mostly because there were so many of them and they were trying to mostly be the one of her that was alive, though, I haven't considered it for my own dark spot. It's mine. Like you say."
she_sells_seashells: (smile)
Author: she_sells_seashells
"We are!" says Shell Bell.
eversomuchfun: Smiling contentedly, eyes closed. (<= contains no moving parts)
Author: eversomuchfun


He hugs her.
dark_light: (skyward)
Author: dark_light
Aww, hugs.
her_imperial_radiance: (sporfle)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
[Libby, James, Elizabeth, you should all come meet my grandma!] Elspeth says, when her wave of the Aurum delegation arrives.
she_sells_seashells: maybe (Default)
Author: she_sells_seashells
[Attention Sherlocks and Tonies! There's a critical mass of you forming over by the dessert end of the buffet, and you should all gather and figure out a nickname system once and for all!]
neverbeatme: Grinning; vastly entertained. (ℂ not unlike a smile)
Author: neverbeatme
[Why should I come meet your grandma?]
prima_sequentem: (ℂ say the sweetest things)
Author: prima_sequentem
[You really should,] says Libby. [I'm on my way, Elsie.]
dont_look_back: (this is fun!)
Author: dont_look_back
Orfeo happily follows his imprint.
her_imperial_radiance: (happy)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
[You should meet my grandma because she's a you!] Elspeth says, incapable of awaiting dramatic reveal.
neverbeatme: Smirking. (ℂ a quiet contentment)
Author: neverbeatme
James is the first to arrive.

"Hi, Elspeth's grandma!"
prima_sequentem: (ℕ what's in a name)
Author: prima_sequentem
"Hello to you too," says Elspeth's grandma.

Libby shows up next. "You know," she muses, "this probably means I'm never going to be your favourite grandma, doesn't it. Too much competition."

"Were you ever going to be?" wonders the next Libby, whose nametag declares that she has not yet picked a distinguishing nickname.
her_imperial_radiance: (no comment)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
"Esme is currently still winning," apologizes Elspeth, also constitutionally incapable of many forms of tact.
eversomuchfun: Looking ceilingward. (<= hardly very sensitive of you)
Author: eversomuchfun
[I don't eat food and I have a distinguishing nickname already; can I sit this one out?]
dont_look_back: (this is fun!)
Author: dont_look_back
"Aww, but this one is clearly the best," says Orfeo, indicating the Eosian Libby, knowing perfectly well that no one will take him seriously on the subject.
dearsweetsoulful: Mocking affectionately. (<= going to kill you one day)
Author: dearsweetsoulful
[Not a chance,] says Plus, and he locates Minus and drags him to the buffet.
cross_and_bow: (smug)
Author: cross_and_bow
[Your nickname's out of date,] Juliet says. Just to her own. She wants to see if the others can figure it out. She drifts thataway to supervise.
prima_sequentem: (ℚ all kinds of innocent)
Author: prima_sequentem
The Eosian Libby ruffles his hair. "You know," she says to the non-distinguished Libby from an unnamed world, "you should really pick a nickname."

"Fine," she sighs. "How about Slipstick."

"And I can be Granny," says Elspeth's grandma, "since I'm apparently never going to be known for anything else."
eversomuchfun: Grinning or laughing. (!= all the way to the kettle)
Author: eversomuchfun
[But I'm so fond of it.]
her_imperial_radiance: (Default)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
The nametags update themselves accordingly. "I'm sure you could be known for something else, Grandma, you've only been undead for a very short while now," soothes Elspeth.

"You holding up okay, Orfeo?" Jacob asks his former packmate.
dont_look_back: (Default)
Author: dont_look_back
"All's well. Libby's aunt wolfed so I'm not a mess when there aren't any Aurum visitors, the tech drop took some getting used to but I'm all right."
prima_sequentem: (ℕ what's in a name)
Author: prima_sequentem
"Maybe I'll get a job offer from my imperial daughter-in-law," Granny muses.

"Employment by Bells seems to be the going thing," says Slipstick. "Maybe I should look into it, since my last big plan didn't pan out."
her_imperial_radiance: (Default)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
"What was your last plan?" Elspeth asks Slipstick. "And Grandma, I'm sure Mama'll offer you a job and just didn't want to overwhelm you."
cross_and_bow: (smirk)
Author: cross_and_bow
[Why?] laughs Juliet.
prima_sequentem: (ℚ but seriously)
Author: prima_sequentem
"I married an unpleasant person. He died," says Slipstick.

Granny snorts.
eversomuchfun: Side-on in the dark; expression not visible. (== a degree of humanity)
Author: eversomuchfun
[Because it is mine.]
her_imperial_radiance: (no comment)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
"That's a plan?" asks Elspeth quizzically.
cross_and_bow: (eyeroll)
Author: cross_and_bow
[It's cute, it just has the disadvantage of not making sense anymore. But you can help the others with theirs, maybe, and meet them all, even if you insist on keeping "Minus" for yourself. Look, Strat's converging, he's got a nickname already too.]
prima_sequentem: (ℂ say the sweetest things)
Author: prima_sequentem
"It was going to be," says Slipstick. "But, again: he died."
her_imperial_radiance: (staring)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
"But couldn't you get him back, now that Mama and her alts have taken over the afterlife?"
prima_sequentem: (ℚ all kinds of innocent)
Author: prima_sequentem
"From what I know," says Slipstick, "I don't think they'd let him out."
her_imperial_radiance: (no comment)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
"Oh. So very unpleasant, then."
dont_look_back: (I am unsure about you)
Author: dont_look_back
"I wonder if I should be vaguely dismayed," says Orfeo.
prima_sequentem: (ℚ in the details)
Author: prima_sequentem
"He was nothing I couldn't handle," says Slipstick.
eversomuchfun: Smiling slightly. (!= merely an abomination of nature)
Author: eversomuchfun
[Ah, and there is—Iron Man, apparently.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Okay," says Iron Man, last to arrive. "So first order of business: is there anybody here who still trusts Obadiah Stane?"

There is a general shaking of heads.

"Good," he says. "That's good. I'm glad."
her_imperial_radiance: (princess)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
"Well, there are eight Bells and only three have Libbies employed or about to be so, so you'll have choices," says Elspeth to Slipstick, "if that looks like next for you."
she_sells_seashells: bitey (bitey)
Author: she_sells_seashells
"Amariah killed one of those for me," volunteers Shell Bell. "He had a different name in my world, though."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Good for Amariah," says Iron Man.
prima_sequentem: (ℕ works for me)
Author: prima_sequentem
"Can you tell me anything about the rest?" inquires Slipstick. "My information isn't exactly complete."
eversomuchfun: Mocking. (<= it must have burned)
Author: eversomuchfun
"I killed one too," volunteers Minus. "Do I get a prize?"
dearsweetsoulful: Double-take or mild amusement. (<= unnecessary but quite satisfying)
Author: dearsweetsoulful
"If we do, you can put me down for it as well."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Yeah, I'm not handing out any prizes," Iron Man snorts.
her_imperial_radiance: (princess)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
"Sure. Besides Mama and Stella and Juliet, there's Shell Bell, who's already taken over Atlantis and was the one to discover Downside by getting assassinated. There's Amariah, who's a witch and lives in Alethia which is the only world we know about that isn't attached to Downside now and everybody there has an external usually-animal-shaped soul and it's contagious if you go there so that's something to consider, and she has an artifact that dispenses objective truth but only within Alethia, and she hasn't taken over yet. Angela hasn't taken over either, because she lives in a theocracy and even though it turns out the god is a spaceship and not a real god she's waiting for the last Archangel to finish out his term - that's her, up on stage, with the other angel, I think they're going to sing! And there's Aegis who's from the future, maybe not as far as Angela but we're not quite sure about Angela's history, and she's younger than all the others and she's an admiral and she got a hostile alien species to surrender and last I heard she was going to see about getting democratically elected to be something called Hegemon. And there's Pattern who is called that because she has no distinguishing features yet."
prima_sequentem: (ℂ say the sweetest things)
Author: prima_sequentem
Slipstick nods along to this explanation.

"Pattern's the dead one, right?"
finaldiscussion: Looking over his shoulder. (>> thusly announced)
Author: finaldiscussion
"Am I the only one here fortunate enough not to have met this individual?" wonders Strat.
her_imperial_radiance: (uhh)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
"Shell Bell and Juliet are also dead," says Elspeth. "Or that would be Pattern's distinguishing feature."
prima_sequentem: (ℕ what's in a name)
Author: prima_sequentem
"The one who was dead when the rest of them found her," she amends.
cross_and_bow: (smirk)
Author: cross_and_bow
"We could conjure up little trophies? Or, I know, T-shirts, 'I killed a Stane and all I got was this lousy -' no, that's tacky."
she_sells_seashells: engaged (engaged)
Author: she_sells_seashells
"You don't seem to be very template-y, even though you're clearly an alt," says Shell Bell to Strat. "So it makes sense that you might not have one. Maybe they're attached to Tonies instead of to Sherlocks, and you don't have a Tony so that's why?"
her_imperial_radiance: (Default)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
"The one who was dead and just plain stayed that way without caveat until earlier today," says Elspeth, "yeah, that's her. I think she's looking for a mint-helper."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"That would make sense," says Iron Man, "because I have one and he doesn't. Well, had. Except you guys took over the afterlife, so I guess he'll be popping up like a weed any day now."
prima_sequentem: (ℂ say the sweetest things)
Author: prima_sequentem
"That, I cannot help her with," says Slipstick.
she_sells_seashells: bitey (bitey)
Author: she_sells_seashells
"Oh, no," says Shell Bell. "We don't have to let him come back. That's only for people who aren't dangerous and haven't annoyed us. He can just stay Downside."
her_imperial_radiance: (excuse me)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
"Not personally, maybe, but Libby, I think I heard that you helped Stella interview for her extras when Alice went missing?"
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Good plan!" says Iron Man.

Nodding all round.
cross_and_bow: (level)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Anybody else who belongs on the no-fly list?" inquires Juliet.
prima_sequentem: (ℚ all kinds of innocent)
Author: prima_sequentem
"I did!" says Libby. "Apparently they've got a couple of alts around here somewhere - I saw them chatting before they went to join the Whistles."

"Interesting," says Slipstick. "Sure, I could lend a hand there. If she hasn't already got one by the time she leaves the party."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Ivan Vanko," he says. "Not quite as big an asshole, but he did try to ruin my life recently and his preferred method involved killing a lot of people, so my feelings are not friendly."

The name doesn't seem to strike a bell with anyone else.
neverbeatme: Looking sideways, leaning forward. (ℚ await and observe)
Author: neverbeatme
"So," says James, looking between Libby and Elspeth and Orfeo and Jacob, "what's with the escorts?"
she_sells_seashells: maybe (Default)
Author: she_sells_seashells
Shell Bell taps her ring.
mind_game: (jewel)
Author: mind_game
[You got it,] Jane broadcasts to the convocation.
cross_and_bow: (eyeroll)
Author: cross_and_bow
"So," says Juliet. "Nicknames. Many of you are nigh-indistinguishable - at least to those of us who aren't Sherlocks - and not having different names doesn't help."
her_imperial_radiance: (happy)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
"Jake is my wolf and Orfeo is Libby's," says Elspeth. "I didn't bring my pamphlets with me but - ooh." She dips into one of the bowls of squares and conjures up a few complete stacks, and hands James one on wolves.
bitofafiction: Smiling: fond amusement. (!= that was Victorian)
Author: bitofafiction
"It's the Sherlocks who seem to vary," says one of same. "Vampire, different vampire, human, different human, and then..." he waves a hand vaguely at Strat, "you. The attached Tonies are not so easily distinguished."
neverbeatme: Grinning; vastly entertained. (ℂ not unlike a smile)
Author: neverbeatme
"Ooh," she says dryly. "A pamphlet."

But she does read it.
she_sells_seashells: (skyward)
Author: she_sells_seashells
Shell Bell clearly has a favorite Sherlock. There may be some leaning and gazing going on between moments when she's not addressing the group.
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Whistles usually just get outright named by their attached Bells, but half of you don't have attached Bells," says Juliet. "Besides, I can't think of anything good."
dont_look_back: (got some eyebrows)
Author: dont_look_back
"Her Highness does good pamphlets," laughs Orfeo. "Short version is I took one look at Libby and I was all magically gone over her, likewise Jake and the Princess."
sicaria: Reaching for something. (⑽ just a touch)
Author: sicaria
"Yes," says Sherlock, patting Bell fondly on the shoulder, "that is the trouble. No one can think of anything good."
dearsweetsoulful: Grinning affectionately. (!= the next best thing)
Author: dearsweetsoulful
"Oh, I don't know," says another Sherlock. "'Plus and Minus' wasn't bad. But the rest of you can't describe yourselves easily by your formative soul status."
she_sells_seashells: (chilly)
Author: she_sells_seashells
"And three of the sets come from eerily similar worlds, so there's no playing on that theme. And I don't think my Sherlock and Tony want to pick up on any of the titles the media invented for them."
cross_and_bow: (eyeroll)
Author: cross_and_bow
"I'm beginning to see why Jarvis was so tempted to just outright number the eerily similar worlds."
neverbeatme: Smug; triumphant. (ℕ attend my victory)
Author: neverbeatme
"Yeah," says James, "there's a lot of that in your world, isn't there."
her_imperial_radiance: (sigh)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
"Well, two kinds of it," says Elspeth. "Stella's precog Mary has been helping with the wolves, and now that Aunt Alice has cleared up her blind spots she can do it herself - and she was already keeping a lookout for problematic instances of the vampire version."
bitofafiction: Smiling: fond amusement. (!= that was Victorian)
Author: bitofafiction
"Let's all take a moment to be thankful that we don't have to assign distinguishing nicknames to the Jarvises."
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Unless at least two of them start being capable of showing up to parties and getting mixed up, yeah," says Juliet, "not a priority."
she_sells_seashells: (becalmed)
Author: she_sells_seashells
"How did you settle on 'Strat'?" Shell Bell asks Strat.
neverbeatme: Smirking. (ℂ a quiet contentment)
Author: neverbeatme
"That sounds convenient."
her_imperial_radiance: (excuse me)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
"It's much better than having it happen at random. I'm happy to have Jake, but it was alarming at the time."
finaldiscussion: Smirking. (++ terribly amusing)
Author: finaldiscussion
"A friend gave it to me, after the guitar." He snorts. "Yes, there's a plan: let's all give ourselves Downsider nicknames."
dont_look_back: (keeping an eye out)
Author: dont_look_back
"Libby handled it like a champ," says Orfeo loyally.
her_imperial_radiance: (Default)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
"Elspeth was five and wasn't sure if her mother was alive at the time, and -" Jacob begins. "But - man, you know well as I do that Whose Imprint Is Best fights never get anywhere."
she_sells_seashells: tricky (tricky)
Author: she_sells_seashells
Shell Bell shrugs minutely. "They do have a certain aesthetic to them. Although I think I would have kept Bell instead of Shell if it hadn't been for my special circumstances."
prima_sequentem: (ℕ works for me)
Author: prima_sequentem
Libby smiles fondly at Orfeo.

Slipstick looks between them and grins. After a moment, so does Granny.
her_imperial_radiance: (right then)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
Elspeth pats her wolf on the arm. "So he's my bodyguard, although the title is less essential now that we've got wishcoins going spare," she says. "Mama barely uses hers anymore except when she's at formal meetings with human governments and wants to be shadowed by an entourage."
prima_sequentem: (ℂ say the sweetest things)
Author: prima_sequentem
"Happily, bodyguards are not something my template generally needs," says Libby.
bitofafiction: Looking up. Considering or evasive. (<= I know it sounds absurd)
Author: bitofafiction
"...Those being...?"
she_sells_seashells: (irked)
Author: she_sells_seashells
"I knew - well, strongly suspected - that my Sherlock had resurrected me. So Shell decided that she was Shell and the live one was Bell. Now I'm both again, of course."
bitofafiction: Standing straight. Faint smile. (<= brilliant innocence)
Author: bitofafiction
"I see."
cross_and_bow: (meh)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Maybe insofar as you don't have your own characteristics you could come up with a shared short list of things that you'd be able to put up with as nicknames, then pick them out of a hat. Except my Sherlock, who doesn't seem to want a new one."
sicaria: Looking over shoulder. (⑹ look what the cat dragged in)
Author: sicaria
"Why are you singling him out? Plus and Strat also seem satisfied with theirs."
her_imperial_radiance: (serious)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
"In my case he's also handy for safety reasons that don't directly involve taking bullets for me or anything," Elspeth says, "because he's a very good target for my truth power on subjects that have to do with whether I'm safe."
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Mine mentioned it specifically on the way over," Juliet says. "I guess 'insofar as you lack distinguishing characteristics' is mostly for the quartet of non-Iron-Man Tonies anyway, although yours doesn't seem to have yielded a nickname."
prima_sequentem: (ℕ what's in a name)
Author: prima_sequentem
"I'd like to register general envy for everyone here with a magic aunt," sighs Granny.

"Are you going to drag yours out of storage?" inquires Slipstick.

Granny nods. "Soon. And your mothers?" she asks, looking between the rest of her template.

"It's on the to-do list," says Libby.
she_sells_seashells: engaged (engaged)
Author: she_sells_seashells
"We probably shouldn't just call you 'girl', should we," says Shell Bell to her Sherlock who is thusly distinguished. "I dunno. Victoria," she tosses out. "And our Tony could be Victor. Or is that as bad an idea as the Panem media's idea of cute things to call you would be?"
sicaria: Smiling slightly. (⑸ smiling as she falls)
Author: sicaria
"That is a terrible idea," she says fondly.
ferratus: Thoughtful or dubious. (⑽ it's never that simple)
Author: ferratus
"And don't call her 'girl', we have lots of distinguishing characteristics that aren't that one, we're the farthest pair from the middle here."
her_imperial_radiance: (uhh)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
"Your aunt might be magic, Grandma, witches happen in Aurum," says Elspeth, "mightn't she?"
she_sells_seashells: (becalmed)
Author: she_sells_seashells
"Not very namey characteristics, though. Or ones with particularly nice associations."
cross_and_bow: (meh)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Does no one like my shortlist-and-a-hat idea?"
prima_sequentem: (ℚ but seriously)
Author: prima_sequentem
"If she has any, it didn't show up in time to prevent either of us from dying. I stand by my declaration of envy."
her_imperial_radiance: (Default)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
"I bet she'd get the power if she turned, anyway," says Elspeth.
prima_sequentem: (ℚ all kinds of innocent)
Author: prima_sequentem
"I guess we'll see when we dig her up," says Granny.
toblameforit: Skeptical or questioning. (-= poking your head out of Baker Street)
Author: toblameforit
The three least-distinguished Tonies exchange a glance.

"I honestly can't think of anything," says one.
her_imperial_radiance: (princess)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
"Yep!"
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Could play on the names themselves. Shell Bell's Sherlock can be, what's a variant there, Shirley? Or, doesn't it mean something - 'fair haired' - I'm just brainstorming at this point - and "Tony", what've we got to work with there, Jane, help me out."
mind_game: (jewel)
Author: mind_game
["Anthony", or in the Atlantis case "Antony", means priceless, flourishing, or praiseworthy. Variants include Antoine, Anton, Antonello, Antonio, and assorted spellings of same.]
cross_and_bow: (smirk)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Oh, so you're already an odd one out if you just go by full name," Juliet says to Tony-which-is-short-for-Antony. "So there's that. And have you got middle names, maybe? There's options."
she_sells_seashells: engaged (engaged)
Author: she_sells_seashells
"The rest of you are An-thon-y? With a th - huh, weird," says Shell Bell.
prima_sequentem: (ℚ in the details)
Author: prima_sequentem
"Bells sure do make life interesting," says Slipstick. The other Libbies laugh.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"No Antons," says Iron Man. "I put a veto on Antons."
toblameforit: Double-take or sarcasm. (-= seriously?)
Author: toblameforit
"Why...? Never mind, I don't care," says an Anthony. "Anyway, I hate it when people call me Anthony, who's with me on that?"

Everyone. Everyone is with him on that.
ferratus: Smirking. (⑵ well this should be fun)
Author: ferratus
"I'd hate it too, if anyone ever had," the Antony chips in.
sicaria: Dressed up. (⑺ primarily innocence)
Author: sicaria
"No one is permitted to call me Shirley," says Sherlock.
her_imperial_radiance: (sigh)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
"Yeah, no kidding," snorts Jacob.

"Jake," sighs Elspeth.

"I've got no objection to how things shook out once she managed to get rid of the Volturi, Elsie, but before that..."

"Yeah," sighs Elspeth. "I know. It's tidier when it's mints, though."
cross_and_bow: (eyeroll)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Sheesh, you guys are tricky. ...Do you all have the same favorite color? Bells don't seem to, I'm rocking an indigo theme and so on, no two of our Jane-gems match straight across, our coin colors are all different."
she_sells_seashells: tricky (tricky)
Author: she_sells_seashells
"None of the Tonies are mints," Shell Bell points out, "and only two Sherlocks are. Could we find out coin colors without actually just minting them all?"
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
"If this looks like a fruitful avenue we can find out," says Juliet.
toblameforit: Thoughtful, perhaps mischievous. (+= pretend we're twins)
Author: toblameforit
The Tony-wide favourite colour, after a short conference, is apparently 'red, I guess'. (Iron Man snickers behind his hand and won't tell anyone why.)

"Sure," a Tony says finally. "I'd go by a coin colour unless it was something ridiculous."

There is widespread nodding.
she_sells_seashells: (irked)
Author: she_sells_seashells
Shell Bell designs a power that will let her see hypothetical coin colors even on non-mints. It doesn't have to last long, so she only spends a pentagon on it, then peers around.
autokinetic: (photo)
Author: autokinetic
Aegis sort of wishes she were as far along in empire-building as some of the others. At least she's not completely on her own like poor Pattern, but her only guest is off in a pile of himselves. Oh well. Everybody here is filtered for being potentially interesting to people like her! There's a guy standing alone with a plate of food looking around with bemusement. She dances over in his direction. Her exo's been rendered quite redundant but she hasn't taken it off yet, so she's still all-over copper. "Hi -" She read his name tag. "Is that pronounced with a hard G or a soft G? Or like a J?"
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Iron Man's coins would be gold - not as in the colour, but as in the metal, polished and shining.

The two minted Sherlocks show up correctly: Shell Bell's as a pearly grey, Minus as a darker, smokily translucent shade.
bitofafiction: Mostly out of frame. Pensive. Hands. (== a tolerable activity)
Author: bitofafiction
The other human Sherlock is likewise grey, but his is bright and pale and flatly opaque, like an overcast sky at noon.
dearsweetsoulful: Lighting a cigarette. (== no reason not to indulge)
Author: dearsweetsoulful
Plus is another grey, not foggy-smoky like Minus's but almost transparent, with darker tendrils curling through it like the smoke from a snuffed candle.
finaldiscussion: Nose and mouth and neck. (>> a daring affectation)
Author: finaldiscussion
Strat is a much darker grey, soft around the edges, like deep fog.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Giles," says Giles. (It's the J.) "And you are... Aegis?"
she_sells_seashells: (skyward)
Author: she_sells_seashells
Shell Bell conjures up associated illusions of squares in front of each for everyone to look at as she looks at each one.
autokinetic: (good)
Author: autokinetic
"Yes. Also with a G pronounced like a J," she says. "I'm the space soldier one who brought in Jane, if you're having trouble keeping us straight."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Just a little, yes," he admits. "And I am... er... from Juliet's world."
autokinetic: (c'mon)
Author: autokinetic
"I can tell," says Aegis. "We can all see now by looking which world a person's from. She named your world Sunshine, by the way. You seem kind of overwhelmed by all this stuff," she says, gesturing around.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"That is... definitely accurate."
autokinetic: (explain)
Author: autokinetic
"You need stuff summarized or explained or would that just make it worse?"
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"It all seems fairly straightforward," he says. "It's just, well, incredible."
autokinetic: (playful)
Author: autokinetic
Aegis grins. "I'm lucky, I had warning. Whistles like my Sue sometimes dream their way into Milliways, so I've been hearing about alts and mints and stuff since I was ten, even if I didn't buy it all as a real thing since it was just Sue telling me about a dream he had where there were more of me and one of 'em had wings."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"...Yes, I can imagine that would sound dubious."
autokinetic: (unclear)
Author: autokinetic
"Quite." Aegis sways, and pivots around 360º. "How do you know Juliet well enough to get an invite?"
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"I'm her Watcher," he says, and sighs. "Was. I was her Watcher. Now I'm probably redundant."
autokinetic: (rapt)
Author: autokinetic
"What's a Watcher?"
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"...Well, do you know what a Slayer is?"
autokinetic: (fold)
Author: autokinetic
"Yeah, that was in the executive summary I got when I met up with the peal, Slayer's like a supernatural draftee versus monsters. Gets superpowers, but mostly combat ones, not magic. Sue visited Sunshine once, but Juliet made him spar with her first to make sure he'd be able to handle himself if they met anything and he gave her a bloody nose and she was really impressed, so they must be pretty good combat powers. He said she was easier to hit than me, though, just tougher."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Yes, well, the Watchers are meant to lend her a hand. Or so I've always thought. Research obscure varieties of demon, oversee her training, that sort of thing."
autokinetic: (explain)
Author: autokinetic
"...So you've always thought?" inquires Aegis, tilting her head. She stretches her arms out and then drops them.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
He sighs again.

"We recently had a disagreement with the Council. Juliet died. The Council representative is in jail for kidnapping."
autokinetic: (evaluating)
Author: autokinetic
"Yeesh. Did she piss them off or something? She kind of glossed over how she got to be one of the technically dead trio in all the excitement. I don't have as complete a picture of her as some of the others - Sue can't link her. Golden either. Their versions of our power won't let him in even if they try."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"No, apparently the Council just thinks that drugging a Slayer to take away her powers and locking her in an empty building with a starving vampire is a perfectly natural form of standardized testing. When I objected, the fellow hit me over the head and then did it anyway."
autokinetic: (tentative)
Author: autokinetic
"Wow. The I.F. had some kind of screwed up ideas about that sort of thing too, I should probably commiserate with her at some point," says Aegis, wincing.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Giles nods.
autokinetic: (Default)
Author: autokinetic
"I was keeping it secret that I could link with Sue, because my telepath-blocking mutation is the only reason I was allowed to have this," says Aegis, flicking the copper webbing on the back of one hand, "but then they really wanted me to be able to do it for the war we were supposed to wage, so in the middle of the night they gave me an illegal mutation suppression drug and took my exoskeleton - and I was almost paralyzed without it before magic happened. But I fessed up about having been able to let Sue in all along and they gave me an antidote and my exo back."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"I'm sorry," he says, "that's awful. I apologize on behalf of self-important bureaucrats everywhere."
autokinetic: (playful)
Author: autokinetic
Aegis laughs. "They weren't a monolith. I hacked into the fleet psych files and there were some people who were shouting at some other people about fucking with us like that. But yeah, now the war's over and I'm an admiral and a mint and I've got Jane and I don't even need my exo anymore, I just haven't bothered to take it off - and some things are gonna change about my world."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"That," says Giles, smiling slightly, "seems to be a theme."
autokinetic: (good)
Author: autokinetic
"It's a good theme! We're way better than any alternatives anyone's come up with so far."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"I wonder," he says, "if we will ever find a Bell who was content to let someone else rule her world."
autokinetic: (enh)
Author: autokinetic
"Sure," says Aegis. "As soon as we find a Bell whose world is being run acceptably. Otherwise I think the closest we'll get is one who's discontent about it but doesn't have the resources to do much."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"And what constitutes acceptable?"
autokinetic: (c'mon)
Author: autokinetic
"There's not a master list. Worlds vary, their needs vary. My situation's not as urgent as, say, Shell Bell's was. I might actually decide to be patient enough to get democratically elected instead of just taking stuff over."
toblameforit: Tucking his shirt in. (-= the definition of reasonable)
Author: toblameforit
Among the Tonies, one is bright red, like a sports car or a fire truck; one is a brilliant blue-white that seems like it should be glowing, although it gives off no light; and one is a blue so dark it's almost black, with enough reflective gloss to obscure the underlying shade almost completely.
ferratus: Uncertain, wary. (⒀ keeping watch)
Author: ferratus
And Shell Bell's Tony has a faintly bluish brushed aluminum.
she_sells_seashells: maybe (Default)
Author: she_sells_seashells
"So, Pearl," Shell Bell says to her Sherlock. "And... Aluminum? Is that aluminum?"
bitofafiction: Angry or disappointed. Speaking. (>= never fails to astound me)
Author: bitofafiction
"Is that your fucking McLaren?" says the stray human Sherlock to his Tony.
toblameforit: Grinning. (*= cranking up the charm)
Author: toblameforit
He laughs. "It totally is."

"And this," says another Tony, gesturing to his illusory square, "is an arc reactor. Awesome."
sicaria: Smiling slightly. (⑸ smiling as she falls)
Author: sicaria
"I can accept Pearl."

Her nametag changes state accordingly.
cross_and_bow: (level)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Okay, so turning all this into names isn't perfectly straightforward, but 'Arc' is totally in keeping with how nicknaming has been going on, and 'McLaren' isn't far off, and I guess mine can just be Red unless this also represents some iconic object I don't recognize?" She peers at the undead Tony's square. "And Shell Bell's is Aluminum. And we should name some worlds while we're at it - there's kind of a sun theme for the ones that are oddly like Sunshine. Jarvis named the world he was copied in from Helios. Plus, did you ever decide between Apollo and Ra?"
dearsweetsoulful: Neutral. (== very nearly the same)
Author: dearsweetsoulful
"I don't remotely care."
toblameforit: Thoughtful, perhaps mischievous. (+= pretend we're twins)
Author: toblameforit
'Arc' and 'McLaren' exchange a look.

"Uh," says the one.

"But what if we kind of hate them," says the other.

"Well, I don't mind 'Red'," the third undistinguished Tony says with a shrug. His nametag updates.

"I mean," 'McLaren' continues, "not that I don't love the car, because I do love the car, but I don't want to be the car."

"And 'Arc' just sounds weird, I mean, it's an arc reactor, why not just call me 'Fusion', it's still dorky but it makes slightly more sense."
cross_and_bow: (smirk)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Picky, picky," snorts Juliet. "Fusion's fine. As for you," she says to the one with the car-colored coin, "I'm out of other ideas."
she_sells_seashells: (chilly)
Author: she_sells_seashells
"...I think it's your screwdriver, from your Games," Shell Bell realizes aloud to her Tony, frowning at his illusion square.
ferratus: Thoughtful or uncertain. (⑼ debatably)
Author: ferratus
"...You know what," he says, "Screwdriver's better than Aluminum. I'll take it."
toblameforit: Drinking orange juice from the carton. (+= endeavouring to make breakfast)
Author: toblameforit
The car-coloured Tony shrugs. "Let's put the pressure on somebody else for a minute," he suggests. "Like, say, my Sherry." He points at the one with the sky-grey square.
cross_and_bow: (meh)
Author: cross_and_bow
"...Looks like a cloud to me," says Juliet. "How's Cloud? I'm starting to find it kind of miraculous that I kept the nickname my Sherlock gave me considering that there's so little overlap in taste, though, so I won't be stunned if you reject it."
she_sells_seashells: (becalmed)
Author: she_sells_seashells
Shell Bell glances at Iron Man. "D'you want to name your world? Or should I talk to Darcy about that instead?"
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Talk to Darcy," he says, "I have no idea."
bitofafiction: Looking straight ahead: calculated neutrality. (>= with his dignity on maximum)
Author: bitofafiction
"...So little overlap?" he asks. "How do you mean?"
she_sells_seashells: engaged (engaged)
Author: she_sells_seashells
[Darcy, wanna name your world?]
neverbeatme: Watching you thoughtfully. (ℕ I prefer James)
Author: neverbeatme
"Okay, I'll bite," says James. "What'd Golden do?"
cross_and_bow: (eyeroll)
Author: cross_and_bow
"My ideas are not meeting with much approval here. Of course no one should start going by a nickname they hate just to soothe my ego, but meanwhile I am... hmm... yeah, the only Bell known who didn't pick her own nickname, except Golden who was named by other Bells, and I like being Juliet just fine. Asymmetrical." She shrugs. "Not a big deal. Cloud or not Cloud?"
her_imperial_radiance: (serious)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
"Do you want a verbal summary or a magic summary?" Elspeth asks.
bitofafiction: Outdoors at night, in the middle distance. (== should like to take a walk)
Author: bitofafiction
"It is the Tonies who have been rejecting your naming suggestions thus far."
sailorheavymetal: (9. rooftop r&r)
Author: sailorheavymetal
[...Nine Realms?] says Darcy. [It's what the Asgardians call it.]
cross_and_bow: (meh)
Author: cross_and_bow
"And Pearl over there," Juliet says. "It's not a big deal."
she_sells_seashells: engaged (engaged)
Author: she_sells_seashells
[Is there a less - plural - word for it? That's kind of a weird name for one of many worlds.]
bitofafiction: Smiling, eyes closed; affectionate or mischievous. (!= quite enough attention)
Author: bitofafiction
"Well, 'Cloud' makes me sound like a pony, but I don't have a better option, so Cloud it is."
sailorheavymetal: (d. get real)
Author: sailorheavymetal
[Not really. Asgard, Midgard - that's Earth - Jotunheim, Muspellheim, Vanaheim, Niflheim, Alfheim, Svartalfheim, and Hel. Nine realms, one universe.]
she_sells_seashells: tricky (tricky)
Author: she_sells_seashells
"The best Darcy can do for your world is 'Nine Realms'," Shell Bell tells Iron Man.
mind_game: (jewel)
Author: mind_game
[How about Yggdrasil?] suggests Jane, to Shell Bell, Iron Man, and Darcy.
cross_and_bow: (smug)
Author: cross_and_bow
"So, so tempted to call you Pony now," Juliet tells Cloud.
sailorheavymetal: (c. say it ain't so)
Author: sailorheavymetal
[...It would be kind of like calling the solar system 'Gravity',] says Darcy. [I mean, to an Asgardian. But I guess if there's no Yggdrasil in the rest of the worlds, it's actually pretty good.]
bitofafiction: Smiling: fond amusement. (!= that was Victorian)
Author: bitofafiction
"Bite your tongue," he snorts.
neverbeatme: Raising eyebrows; reclining; perhaps giving orders. (ℝ more than patient)
Author: neverbeatme
"Let's try verbal."
cross_and_bow: (smirk)
Author: cross_and_bow
She sticks out her tongue at him in the course of biting it. "Cloud it is," she says. "And now you're the last one," she adds to Car-Color Tony.
she_sells_seashells: (skyward)
Author: she_sells_seashells
[Let it be so,] giggles Shell Bell.
mind_game: (web)
Author: mind_game
[World number eighty is now marked down as Yggdrasil in my godly records of such things,] Jane intones.
toblameforit: Skeptical or questioning. (-= poking your head out of Baker Street)
Author: toblameforit
"...This actual paint colour is called 'Sapphire Black'," says Car-Color Tony. "I'm not sure I can deal with people calling me Sapphire, but it's marginally better than my other options."
her_imperial_radiance: (memories)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
"Mama had a harder time of taking over our world than the other Bells have had with theirs, because she didn't have coins, just individual people some of whom had witchcraft, and because someone was already ruling the vampires when she got there. One of her plans backfired and she and Dad wound up each thinking the other was dead for five years, and mated vampires can't really do a lot without their mates safe. Mama managed to bring me up while pretending to be dead to everybody else she knew, which is more than most anyone would have been able to do. But then we got split up and I found Jake's pack of wolves and the Volturi found the pack and I found Dad being kept prisoner in Volterra where the Volturi ruled from, and a lot of very complicated things happened but eventually the Volturi were defeated and Mama became Empress."
cross_and_bow: (meh)
Author: cross_and_bow
"As you like," says Juliet.
neverbeatme: Standing by herself in a wide open space. (ℚ but never lonely)
Author: neverbeatme
"Gotcha," says James. "That does sound... untidy."
she_sells_seashells: (skyward)
Author: she_sells_seashells
"I think it's cute," says Shell Bell.
toblameforit: Thoughtful, perhaps mischievous. (+= pretend we're twins)
Author: toblameforit
'Sapphire' snorts.
her_imperial_radiance: (excuse me)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
"Yes."
dont_look_back: (didn't see you there)
Author: dont_look_back
"It feels weird to have it all summarized like that. I learned about this stuff in class when I was a puppy," snorts Orfeo. "It's like hearing someone summarize World War Two."
she_sells_seashells: (becalmed)
Author: she_sells_seashells
"You can always change it if you come up with a better idea," Shell Bell points out.
prima_sequentem: (ℂ say the sweetest things)
Author: prima_sequentem
"Yes," says Libby, "especially the part where 'a lot of very complicated things happened'."
toblameforit: Drinking orange juice from the carton. (+= endeavouring to make breakfast)
Author: toblameforit
"Yeah," he sighs, "but I bet I won't."
dont_look_back: (got some eyebrows)
Author: dont_look_back
"A lot of complicated things did happen. We did an entire unit on the Golden Revolution. I made a little diorama," says Orfeo.
her_imperial_radiance: (sporfle)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
Elspeth giggles.
prima_sequentem: (ℂ enjoy your company)
Author: prima_sequentem
"Cute," Libby says fondly.
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Now I'm trying to figure out what I would've gone with if I hadn't already been answering to Juliet by the time the need for a nickname manifested, and if I'd found Milliways before Minus here did," muses Juliet. "I'd have considered 'Slayer', I guess, but I dunno, too on the nose. Maybe 'Crucifix' or 'Arbalist'."
she_sells_seashells: engaged (engaged)
Author: she_sells_seashells
"I feel really lucky that I've had my nickname since I was eight," giggles Shell Bell.
dont_look_back: (this is fun!)
Author: dont_look_back
"It was adorable. I did my presentation on the kept wolves and I made Rachel out of cottonballs and Becky out of black pompoms."
her_imperial_radiance: (snerk)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
"Did I write all your textbooks, or was this after Grandma Renée started helping with those?" asks Elspeth.
dont_look_back: (driver's license photo)
Author: dont_look_back
"I don't remember who wrote my textbooks when I was in puppy school, Princess," snorts Orfeo.
neverbeatme: Laughing, friendly and cheerful. (ℂ the capacity for humour)
Author: neverbeatme
James giggles.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"And if you are not elected...?"
eversomuchfun: Side-on in the dark; expression not visible. (== a degree of humanity)
Author: eversomuchfun
"I think Juliet suits you," says Minus to Juliet.
autokinetic: (Default)
Author: autokinetic
"I'm still an admiral and a war hero and the best friend of the only person who can translate for the aliens. Whoever's elected will have to listen to me, or at least Sue. If I can't be Hegemon, I can probably at least get awarded governorship of a colony, and make covert little improvements to the rest of the world the way Angela's doing while she waits to order her god to name her Archangel."
cross_and_bow: (pleased)
Author: cross_and_bow
"I like it. Thank you for it," she says, pecking him on the cheek.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"...I'd think someone who can order a god to do things is already doing pretty well in the power department."
eversomuchfun: Smiling slightly. (!= merely an abomination of nature)
Author: eversomuchfun
He grins and hugs her.
autokinetic: (explain)
Author: autokinetic
"Oh, it's not actually a god, just everyone on her world thinks it is and has for a few hundred years. It's actually a spaceship. She made herself captain of it and then Jane ate it and either way it does what she says."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox




"I see."
jovahs_heiress: (Default)
Author: jovahs_heiress
Angela and Alleluia have decided to sing for the party. Mostly to put Alleluia more at ease by giving her something to do other than mingling with so many strange people. (Caleb, by contrast, is having a grand time all by himself.) They know the same repertoire of popular and sacred music, for the most part, and they've performed one hymn a capella so far and are discussing their next selection.
autokinetic: (playful)
Author: autokinetic
"You'll get used to this sort of thing soon, I'm sure. I mean, Juliet must like you or she wouldn't have invited you, and that implies a certain minimum level of mental alertness and adjustability."
dearsweetsoulful: Thoughtful or uncertain. (== some measure of appeal)
Author: dearsweetsoulful
A Sherlock appears. His nametag denotes him 'Plus'.

"Hello," he says. "I play the violin."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
...He shakes his head and laughs.

"How reassuring."
jovahs_heiress: (considering)
Author: jovahs_heiress
"...How good are you at reading music?" inquires Angela. "Alleluia, do you mind an accompanist?"

"That's fine," says Alleluia.

"Because I don't think we have any songs in common, but even if the notation is different I imagine a conjured book would be able to render in whatever you're familiar with."
autokinetic: (c'mon)
Author: autokinetic
"You could always ask her for some brain upgrades if that'd help. I'm having tremendous fun with mine. I was used to processing power boosts from linkups with Sue, but perfect recall is good stuff."
dearsweetsoulful: Double-take or mild amusement. (<= unnecessary but quite satisfying)
Author: dearsweetsoulful
"I expect I can muddle along," he says cheerfully. "As long as someone spots me the violin. I neglected to bring one."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Ah... no, I don't think I will."
bellfounding: (talkative)
Author: bellfounding
Pattern is over here, inserting herself in an exchange between Stella and Golden about how to take advantage of suddenly easier commuting between their worlds. Amariah has been listening in too, but it's mostly a Stella-Golden conversation.
neverbeatme: Raising eyebrows; reclining; perhaps giving orders. (ℝ more than patient)
Author: neverbeatme
A-Libby-who-you-can-call-James approaches this cluster.

"I want to talk to you guys about the brainphone," she says.
jovahs_heiress: (content)
Author: jovahs_heiress
"You could get a square out of one of the bowls and wish one up. I don't know if our instruments are the same as yours," Angela suggests. "We're still deciding what to sing next; what sort of music do you like?"
autokinetic: (rapt)
Author: autokinetic
"Why not?"
self_composed: (go on)
Author: self_composed
"One of my handiest inventions. What about it?" inquires Stella.
neverbeatme: Wearing a suit. (ℝ deadly serious)
Author: neverbeatme
"It has a serious flaw," she says. "Every call should come with identity information, especially conferences."
dark_light: (cool)
Author: dark_light
"The voices do sometimes get confusing," acknowledges Amariah, "with so many alts."
luminous_regnant: (proposal)
Author: luminous_regnant
"There aren't actually discrete calls, though. Every individual message is sent to everyone it's meant for; who one's talking to can change moment to moment. If this is about people tapping your phone, so to speak, you don't have to worry about that - well, you do, but only in the sense that someone could be relaying what you're saying without you knowing about it."
dearsweetsoulful: Grinning affectionately. (!= the next best thing)
Author: dearsweetsoulful
He squares up a violin.

"I suspect our worlds are different enough that it's not feasible for me to explain. I liked your opening number just fine."
jovahs_heiress: (upward)
Author: jovahs_heiress
"I imagine tempo and so on are universal, but all right," laughs Angela. "Alleluia, how about Brightest Summer, that's nice with strings - or is everything Delilah says about you and exclusively sacred music still true?"

Alleluia winces delicately. "I have had to let her think so, but no, I will be happy to sing Brightest Summer if you'll key me in."

Angela nods and conjures a music stand and some sheet music for Plus. "Doable?" she inquires.
neverbeatme: Looking straight at you. (ℚ so direct a challenge)
Author: neverbeatme
"Yes," she says, "that is in fact what I'm worried about. That and voice impersonation. And it's just not convenient to have to keep announcing that you're in a conference and how many people it's with and who they all are. The way the brainphone works now is great for a small community, but," she gestures around at the party, "this isn't a small community anymore."
dearsweetsoulful: Smiling contentedly. (!= I still insulate just fine)
Author: dearsweetsoulful
"Entirely."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
He hesitates, then shakes his head.
self_composed: (calm)
Author: self_composed
"Okay, impersonation's potentially a problem. I guess we can propagate a majority of the change from here, considering the guest list, and patch any stragglers on our ends or make it viral or something. But it won't solve your privacy issues. If you're talking to me and I'm talking to Golden, I can have you and Golden on separate calls and tell her everything you say if I feel like it, and there's no interaction of that with this feature."
jovahs_heiress: (content)
Author: jovahs_heiress
Angela nods a beat, and sings, and Alleluia joins a bar later.
neverbeatme: Neutral expression, softly lit. (ℕ no colder than usual)
Author: neverbeatme
"People feel differently about doing things when they're less explicitly supported by the system," she says. "Supplying identity information for all direct speakers and listeners will at least stop anyone from spying on me by accident."
dearsweetsoulful: Beaming. (!= and that is why I love you)
Author: dearsweetsoulful
Sherlock does indeed muddle along.

He's very good.
self_composed: (calm)
Author: self_composed
"Listeners too. Hmm. You realize that's just the equivalent of a blind carbon copy in an email," says Stella. "If I want to talk to the completely imaginary Albert and Bess and Chuck, and Chuck doesn't want the other two to know he exists, then you're saying I shouldn't be able to do that all at once? Mind Chuck won't be able to hear anything Albert and Bess say without my manually relaying it even under the existing system, since they won't be sending to him."
jovahs_heiress: (warm)
Author: jovahs_heiress
Angela smiles approvingly at him during a rest but doesn't otherwise interrupt the song.

It's about five minutes long, and she and Alleluia finish up a minor third apart, Sherlock supporting Angela's melody line.
autokinetic: (unclear)
Author: autokinetic
"Are you this unforthcoming with Juliet, too? Geez, you must have other really sterling qualities."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
...He frowns.

"I am suddenly even less inclined to detail my personal traumas to you in public," he says dryly.
autokinetic: (c'mon)
Author: autokinetic
"Aww, but I told you mine," says Aegis. "I could also tell you about how I got beat up in the shower one time or how I got kidnapped or how I learned that I was fighting an actual war and not a sim, would that help?"

(She is, Giles may notice, the youngest Bell in attendance.)
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
He takes off his glasses and cleans them.

"No," he says. "Thank you. But no."
dark_light: (squinting)
Author: dark_light
"Uh, do I have the same brainphone you two have?" Amariah says. "I can set up any call so that Path gets a copy of what I get whether the person I'm talking to thinks about him or not, and I didn't have to wish it special."
self_composed: (disquiet)
Author: self_composed
"...You should have the same brainphone I have. Wishes sometimes fill in gaps, I might be mistaken about how it corrected for some vagueness in my specification - I made it up before I was boosted all the way and there was some wiggle room. Maybe the way Golden and I have been using it is just what makes sense to us."
autokinetic: (evaluating)
Author: autokinetic
"I wonder if Juliet knows," says Aegis.
neverbeatme: Smirking. (ℂ a quiet contentment)
Author: neverbeatme
"So," says James, "now would be a good time to straighten that out. And I think making the change viral makes the most sense. But make sure to design it so that if you have to roll out another update later, they won't start fighting."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Juliet does know," he says, "and I don't expect that I can stop her from telling you, but right at this moment I am not very happy about the prospect."
self_composed: (skyward)
Author: self_composed
"Yeah, sure. Version numbers," snorts Stella.
luminous_regnant: (attention)
Author: luminous_regnant
"So conferences that behave like everyone is in the room will list who's in the metaphorical room, and individual messages will have sender information to prevent misrepresentation," says Golden. "I don't think we ever have reason to impersonate each other, do we? For impersonal purposes trusting one of us tends to propagate to trusting the others and for personal purposes we'd never want to."
bellfounding: (right)
Author: bellfounding
"Yeah, I might not be thrilled with being completely indistinct but identity theft isn't my solution of choice," sighs Pattern, "and nothing else is coming to mind."
self_composed: (Default)
Author: self_composed
"All right, viral patch to brainphone, version 2.0, ready to roll unless someone has last minute design input," says Stella.
neverbeatme: Grinning; vastly entertained. (ℂ not unlike a smile)
Author: neverbeatme
"Nope, sounds good to me. Thanks," says James.
autokinetic: (rapt)
Author: autokinetic
"Well, she won't tell me if it's legit personal and there's no conceivable use for the information on my end," says Aegis, "there's that."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"How reassuring," he mutters, rubbing the bridge of his nose before he replaces his glasses.
self_composed: (grin)
Author: self_composed
[Bam!] says a message clearly labeled as from Stella.
autokinetic: (c'mon)
Author: autokinetic
"On the other hand, if the information has ever touched a computer, Jane'll tell me regardless 'cause I'm her mom."
neverbeatme: Standing by herself in a wide open space. (ℚ but never lonely)
Author: neverbeatme
[Awesome,] says James, conferenced to the group.

"By the way," she adds out loud to Pattern as she turns away, "you should talk to my alt who's going by Slipstick. She's looking for a job."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Never have I been gladder to be a relic of the stone age," he says. "What is your fascination with invading my privacy for your, your personal entertainment?"
autokinetic: (fold)
Author: autokinetic
"I didn't say I was going to ask her! But the vast majority of people who've made it their business to keep shit secret from me were hiding facts like 'we have been reading your diary since you were four' and 'that computer game you've been playing is a psychological evaluation tool' and 'the asshole who knocked your head into the corner of your bunk and could've given you brain damage was actually a plant and we could've stopped him anytime but we didn't' and 'we're graduating you early to use you as leverage against your best friend' and 'that game you just played involved real soldiers, four of whom died after giving up their lives on Earth to relativistic space travel and didn't know they were putting their lives in the hands of fifteen- and sixteen-year olds, and we were never going to tell you but our psychologists convinced us it was strategically necessary'. And I don't like it."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
He sighs and takes off his glasses for a moment to rub his eyes.

"I'm sorry, then," he says. "But out of all the responses you could have chosen to this set of circumstances, taunting me with your ability to spy on me is not my favourite."
autokinetic: (explain)
Author: autokinetic
"What would've been better, then?"
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"I don't really know," he sighs.
autokinetic: (tomorrow)
Author: autokinetic
"Compared to anybody who isn't minted and flush with coins, all of us might as well be omnipotent. If we want to bad enough, we can do anything. You'll have better luck trying to manage what we want. We've got good ethics but not perfect ones."
bellfounding: (fretting)
Author: bellfounding
"...Ooh," says Pattern. "I'm not really in a position to pay anybody yet. I don't even have a mint-helper..."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Manage what you want?" he repeats. "How am I meant to do that? And why should I need to? If you are nearly omnipotent and your ethics cannot prevent you from needless violations of other people's privacy and autonomy, that is a problem that you, urgently, need to solve."
autokinetic: (Default)
Author: autokinetic
"There's this thing we do," says Aegis. "We ask ourselves: What do I want? What do I have? How can I use the latter to get the former? And having more power lets us be more precise and nicer and more ethical at getting only what we want and not any extras that we don't need that we might not really, truly want. And we don't want to hurt people, or go around needlessly violating other people's privacy and autonomy, and with wishcoins we can avoid it even if something very, very important that might ordinarily conflict with those things is on the line. But at the end of the day it always comes down to what we want. Angela's god is false and Amariah's don't care and mine's probably going to send me a Mother's Day card - we answer to ourselves. I don't think wanting to know things that have no obvious application would ever tend to trump others' personal privacy. But if something were going to... curiosity is high up on things that motivate Bells. I'm not trying to scare you. I do think Juliet must like you, I'm not planning to pry into your head, and you aren't from my jurisdiction anyway. But for keeping conversations a little friendlier than this one turned out, you could consider not being conspicuously, temptingly opaque."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"I fail to see at what point in this conversation I could have usefully been more inconspicuous, since you leapt down my throat the moment I failed to volunteer information about my personal history."
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
Juliet chooses this moment to wander by. "This looks distressingly hostile," she says. "What's happened?"
autokinetic: (enh)
Author: autokinetic
"Your Watcher got me curious and wasn't thrilled with the results," says Aegis.
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"...Oof. Uh, I wasn't linked up and don't know you as well as the others do, are there special circumstances or are you garden-variety thereabouts?"
autokinetic: (explain)
Author: autokinetic
"Far as I know, no one has ever kept a significant secret from me specifically, that wasn't both relevant and being kept for reasons contrary to my interests, there's that," says Aegis.
cross_and_bow: (meh)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Okay. Maybe when your Whistle comes out you wanna ask him about getting a mindreading install like how Stella and Angela and Shell Bell have. And don't mind Giles. I think he gets it about relevant information. Giles, what's your half?"
self_composed: (Default)
Author: self_composed
"Libbies do personnel," says Stella. "It might make sense to get a Libby even before a mint if you're having a personnel issue."
bellfounding: (pealing)
Author: bellfounding
"Ooh. Okay. Thanks!"

And Pattern goes off looking for Slipstick.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"I am still unclear on why she felt that the best response to my refusal to tell her why I am wary of mind upgrades was to start listing the ways she might obtain the answer without my consent," he says grumpily.

And to Aegis, he adds: "This information has nothing to do with you. Its only conceivable use to anyone, besides making me uncomfortable every time it comes up, is to corroborate a warning that a kind of magic you are never going to study has nasty pitfalls that almost certainly wouldn't affect you anyway."
cross_and_bow: (checkout)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Also, reminding me of it could prompt me to ask if there's anyone you want pulled from the afterlife," Juliet says archly.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"...I don't know," he says helplessly. "I will have that conversation with you later when I've thought about some things."
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Okay. Aegis, am I right in thinking that if you were trying to keep a secret from somebody you'd think it was very nice of them to tell you where they could get it besides from you?"
autokinetic: (pissed)
Author: autokinetic
"Yeah," says Aegis. "And what'd happen if I didn't cough up, too. Otherwise maybe I piss them off not telling and they just find it out some other way and later I need them to like me and they don't - or maybe I don't tell and they're not mad but I never even know that they could've just looked it up someplace else and are capable of yea much restraint and I need an evaluation of their character later - or maybe I do tell because it turns out the alternative is getting drugged and half-paralyzed and gosh sure would've been nice to know that they wanted to know I could do this thing back when telling them would've been relatively painless, huh? - or maybe she's the admin Downside and she knows literally everything already and now I know how restrained she's not and also know not to waste time predicating any behavior on her being ignorant of anything - or something. Why wouldn't I want to know exactly how much my secrets were under my control?"
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Okay, but," says Juliet, "if one hasn't already thought through all that sort of thing, then learning something about how much one's secrets are under one's control can just sound like bad news or like escalating, they don't necessarily like learning it even if it was already true. If you - geez, you haven't interacted with civilians since you were six apart from the last twelve hours, have you? All kinds of shit probably goes without saying when everybody in the conversation's ranked and uniformed."
autokinetic: (rapt)
Author: autokinetic
"Well - Renée and Charlie wrote, but, yeah," says Aegis. "Lot of explicit power structures. I have bad instincts?"
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
"I'm not gonna say they're complete shit, I'd have to talk to you a bit more to know that, but they're probably not well-calibrated. Giles isn't your C.O. just because he's old enough to vote. If he doesn't tell you something you're not going to wind up killing people on his say-so in the absence of critical information or running into some organizational incompatibility and ending your career."
autokinetic: (edible)
Author: autokinetic
Aegis considers this.

"I probably need, like, a month planetside before I'm decent company for anybody but Sue and the other child soldiers and copies of me," she remarks. "There were totally shades of mouthing off to a colonel back there. Different content same attitude. Sorry, Giles. I know you're not a colonel."
cross_and_bow: (smirk)
Author: cross_and_bow
Juliet snickers. "Just don't do it to Renée. I can just imagine the look on her face."
autokinetic: (rapt)
Author: autokinetic
"...I can't," murmurs Aegis.
cross_and_bow: (meh)
Author: cross_and_bow
"...Didn't you hex up perfect recall, doesn't she send pictures?"
autokinetic: (tentative)
Author: autokinetic
"I did. She does. It's not the same, though, memories a decade out of date and still photos, is it? I can't picture what'd happen if I acted like she was Colonel Beckstead telling me I couldn't have access to ansible communications with the fleet."
cross_and_bow: (perhaps)
Author: cross_and_bow
Juliet hugs her. "She'd get huffy and tell you that she didn't mean anything by whatever prompted the attitude and that you were a very touchy young lady and maybe she won't bake those cinnamon buns after all," she says. "And she'd get over it in about fifteen minutes and hug you. And bake you cinnamon buns."
autokinetic: (photo)
Author: autokinetic
"Heh," says Aegis, and she hugs back tight.
mind_game: (jewel)
Author: mind_game
[Hey, Aegis,] says Jane, broadcasting to all three members of the conversation (as the newly installed brainphone upgrade informs them), [I think you have one of these at home. He's got a different name and doesn't wear glasses and I wasn't paying a lot of attention so I didn't notice right away but the face matches one in the I.F. personnel database.]
cross_and_bow: (level)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Ooh, multiple Gileses belonging to sketchy bureucracies," says Juliet.
autokinetic: (fold)
Author: autokinetic
"I don't recognize him," Aegis points out.
prima_sequentem: (ℕ what's in a name)
Author: prima_sequentem
She's by the desserts!
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[...What,] says Giles, [is this person's name?]
mind_game: (web)
Author: mind_game
[Rupert Merryweather,] reports Jane. [He's out of work now, since the Battle School system is shutting down, but he worked on getting kids into it through unconventional avenues. Including Aegis, who didn't take standard psych tests and couldn't be read by monitor. And he was also one of the principal people yelling at everyone about not giving her any bullshit.]
autokinetic: (photo)
Author: autokinetic
"Heh," says Aegis, shaking her head. "My champion. I wonder if Sue's champion is an alt of somebody too."
bellfounding: (talkative)
Author: bellfounding
"Hi, Slipstick," says Pattern. "James says I should talk to you about maybe working for me?"
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"You have champions?"
autokinetic: (rapt)
Author: autokinetic
"That's just what we called certain people commenting in our psych files, when I pulled them. There was one guy - Merryweather - commenting on me, and one different guy commenting on Sue, who were loudly angry at everybody else for mishandling us."
prima_sequentem: (ℚ all kinds of innocent)
Author: prima_sequentem
"Yeah, I'm kind of at loose ends at the moment," she says. "And since you also seem to be kind of at loose ends, it occurred to me that maybe we could make each other's lives easier."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Well, what's the other one's name?"
mind_game: (jewel)
Author: mind_game
[Jasper Whitlock,] reports Jane.
cross_and_bow: (okay)
Author: cross_and_bow
"...You know, I saw a nametag that said Jasper, but then it was followed by Cullen," says Juliet. "Of course, you've got Giles on the one hand and Merryweather on the other."
luminous_regnant: (Default)
Author: luminous_regnant
"Someone say my name?" inquires a vampire, appearing rather suddenly. His nametag does indeed say Jasper Cullen on it and doesn't identify him as belonging to a template.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Merryweather was my mother's maiden name," Giles contributes.
bellfounding: (reading)
Author: bellfounding
"Possibly. I'm running some afterlife-related errands for the peal, but I should be done inside a week or two - it's just running a few Upsiders from each world who can most readily pretend never to have been dead back home and inserting Jane into their worlds so that we can transport everywhere without having to wait for doors to Milliways. But then I go back home and work on my world. And alas, I do not have a mint-helper nor, as far as I know, any local magic."
autokinetic: (tomorrow)
Author: autokinetic
"That explains it," says Aegis. "Hey, Jasper, do you recognize the name 'Whitlock'?"
luminous_regnant: (Default)
Author: luminous_regnant
"My last name, before I started using Cullen," says Jasper. "Why, what's going on?"
cross_and_bow: (smirk)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Alts," says Juliet.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Giles starts laughing.
prima_sequentem: (ℕ aren't you just adorable)
Author: prima_sequentem
"Well, I know where to find some candidates," she says, glancing at the orgy chamber, "if they ever come out again."
mind_game: (map)
Author: mind_game
[I could email them and invite them to the party!] offers Jane cheerfully.
autokinetic: (edible)
Author: autokinetic
"I'd wanna consult Sue first. I wonder if he's done yet," Aegis says, peering around in search of Sue. The door for him she added to her wall still has a bird-activated doorbell of sorts so she can brighten to solicit attention, which is probably less intrusive and more comfortable than brainphoning. Bird?
bellfounding: (right)
Author: bellfounding
"Yeah, I caught a brief exchange with Eights and Chainsaw before they went in," says Pattern, "but didn't get anywhere. I think they're a package deal and I have the impression that Chainsaw's not as manageable as his alt is for Stella."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Yeah? he answers. There are definite overtones of snuggliness, but he is not obviously having sex right this second.
autokinetic: (rapt)
Author: autokinetic
Our champions turn out to be alts of people here. You want Jane to invite 'em?
prima_sequentem: (ℕ works for me)
Author: prima_sequentem
"Huh," she says. "What about the Whistles? I don't have a roster; are there any going spare?"
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
He laughs. Sure, go for it.
bellfounding: (Default)
Author: bellfounding
"Two. And the one that Golden imported turned out to be from my world, so if I wind up having to work with largesse for any extended period of time I have a better excuse for leaning on her than any of the others, though I imagine they'll all help."
prima_sequentem: (ℕ what's in a name)
Author: prima_sequentem
"Do we know anything about the spare Whistles?"
autokinetic: (c'mon)
Author: autokinetic
"Sue says go for it," says Aegis.
mind_game: (fractal)
Author: mind_game
[Okay. So Giles, if you were a military recruitment officer who worked mostly with super-genius six-year-olds and your livelihood had just been rendered moot, what would be the best way for me to invite you to a party on Mars in Eos on behalf of one of your erstwhile charges? Jasper, if you were a military psychologist who liked yelling at bureaucrats - same question!]
luminous_regnant: (Default)
Author: luminous_regnant
"Military psychologist? Wonders never cease," mutters Jasper. "Skip straight to the brainphone, I suppose. Tell him - he's the one who worked on Sue? - tell him it's do to with Sue, I suppose, I can be a surprise."
bellfounding: (inhale)
Author: bellfounding
"One of them's a rescue from Downside, the other is some kind of ghost but not the same kind as the one Juliet brought. First one's probably the better bet."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"...I have no idea," says Giles. "I suppose... just use the brainphone, yes, but do tell him about me if he lets you get that far. He may not believe you, but I can't imagine that he'd rather be surprised."
prima_sequentem: (ℚ all kinds of innocent)
Author: prima_sequentem
"A rescue? Is that a general term, or...? I was under the impression that Whistles and Downside would get along pretty well, ceteris paribus."
mind_game: (just a program)
Author: mind_game
[Hello, Jasper Whitlock,] says Jane. [Sue, your erstwhile subject, would like to invite you to a party in another world!]

[Hello, Rupert Merryweather,] also says Jane. [Swan, your erstwhile recruit, would like to invite you to a party in another world!]
bellfounding: (apprehensive)
Author: bellfounding
"Stella grabbed him from the same guy who got Shell Bell. I imagine he held up fine under the torture part, but not the being in a box never seeing or being touched by another human being part - from my admittedly limited understanding of Whistles."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
There are varying lengths of silence from each recipient.

Whitlock speaks first: [Who are you? What's going on?]

Then Merryweather, a few seconds later: [Who are you and how do you know anything about my connection to Swan?]
prima_sequentem: (ℚ but seriously)
Author: prima_sequentem
"Ooh." She winces. "Ouch, yeah. I see."
mind_game: (this is my face)
Author: mind_game
[I'm a friend of Sue's!] Whitlock gets. [I'm your ride to and from the party, if you want to go. I can do this nifty teleporting trick.]

[I'm a friend of hers!] Merryweather gets. [And she's been hacking into the psych records since she was twelve. She likes you, though.]
bellfounding: (right)
Author: bellfounding
"Yeah, Stella brought him straight here for soothing by her Alice."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[...Okay,] says Whitlock, [you know what, sure.]

Merryweather hesitates a little longer.
mind_game: (green eyed)
Author: mind_game
[I can pick you up and put you down if you'll stand in front of a camera,] Jane tells Whitlock. [You heard about the kidnapped kids whose building got dropped in the Hegemony complex? Like that, but I don't want your whole building so I can't just use the sattelite photo.]

[Lots of universes,] Jane says chattily, [have copies of people from others. There's a you here. He's friends with another of Swan.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[And you're what,] says Whitlock, [the same thing to computers that Sue is to people?]

After a moment, Merryweather produces a hesitant, [Er, really?]
mind_game: (dreamcatcher)
Author: mind_game
[That's actually a very good way of describing me!] exclaims Jane.

[Yes,] says Jane. [He says you'd probably rather he not be a surprise and so I should tell you if you let me get that far. There are eight of Swan here, total, and they have brought all their friends.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Whitlock laughs.

[Good Lord,] mutters Merryweather.
mind_game: (dea in machina)
Author: mind_game
[Ah, there you are. Ready?] Jane asks when Whitlock steps in front of a networked camera.

[Any other questions?] Jane asks Merryweather innocently.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[Yes,] Whitlock says resignedly.

Merryweather pauses, then says, [How am I meant to get to this party...?]
mind_game: (calculation)
Author: mind_game
Jane yoinks Whitlock and drops him next to Jasper (Cullen).

[I'm your ride,] she explains to Merryweather. [Did you hear about that building that mysteriously appeared in the Hegemony complex? I put it there. You just have to go somewhere I can see you and say when.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Whitlock... stares.

[And where,] asks Merryweather, [can you see me?]
mind_game: (just a program)
Author: mind_game
[In view of any camera hooked up to the nets,] says Jane.
luminous_regnant: (Default)
Author: luminous_regnant
"Hi," says Jasper. "I'm an alternate universe version of you who lived during the Civil War and was turned into a vampire at age twenty."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Whitlock shakes his head slowly.

Merryweather doesn't say anything, but he does appear in front of such a camera, looking disgruntled.
mind_game: (dea in machina)
Author: mind_game
[Ready?] Jane asks Merryweather brightly.
luminous_regnant: (Default)
Author: luminous_regnant
"The little admiral's alternate universe version," Jasper adds, gesturing at Aegis, "married my brother, is why I'm here. Adoptive," he adds. "I fell in with a vampire family, you're unlikely to know any of them."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[You seem inappropriately cheerful about your surveillance abilities,] says Merryweather. [Yes, fine, let's see this party.]
mind_game: (green eyed)
Author: mind_game
Yoink!
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Merryweather takes one look at the Jaspers and bursts out laughing.

"I ought to have known," he giggles.

Whitlock grins at him.
autokinetic: (unclear)
Author: autokinetic
"You two know each other?" inquires Aegis. "I guess that makes sense."
cross_and_bow: (smirk)
Author: cross_and_bow
"I'm getting Golden over here, this is hilarious," snorts Juliet.
luminous_regnant: (attention)
Author: luminous_regnant
Golden appears presently.

"Hmm," she says.

"Bella," says Jasper, "meet my alt from - what've you named it?" he asks Aegis.
autokinetic: (playful)
Author: autokinetic
"Peace," says Aegis cheekily.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Whitlock and Merryweather exchange a look. Then they both start laughing.
autokinetic: (c'mon)
Author: autokinetic
"So what'd you do, coordinate on how to get the I.F. to stop being such idiots about me'n Sue?" Aegis asks.

(Both Jaspers are now nametagged as Jaspers who have not chosen distinguishing nicknames. Jasper Cullen peers at his, and shrugs, and it turns into "Jazz". The Ruperts are labeled as Ruperts who may be addressed by their respective last names.)
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Nothing so grandiose," says Merryweather.

"We get drunk together once a month and complain about being surrounded by fuckwits," says Whitlock.
cross_and_bow: (smug)
Author: cross_and_bow
Juliet snickers.
autokinetic: (playful)
Author: autokinetic
"That's adorable. Lemme see if Sue's extricable from what he's up to," snorts Aegis. Hey bird, they're here!
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Busy, giggles Sue.
autokinetic: (Default)
Author: autokinetic
"He's busy," Aegis reports. "Oh well."
luminous_regnant: (speculative)
Author: luminous_regnant
"I do not particularly understand that template. I know how to get along with my import, but I cannot claim to understand them."
cross_and_bow: (meh)
Author: cross_and_bow
"I'm in the same boat, I'm all Team Sherlock over here, I like the Whistles I've met but understanding would be overstating it."
autokinetic: (c'mon)
Author: autokinetic
"You're also the two Sue can't link, so that can't be helping. And I understand him pretty good, but then I've known him since we were six," laughs Aegis.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"...What... exactly is he busy with?" says Merryweather.
autokinetic: (enh)
Author: autokinetic
"Lots of him," Aegis summarizes, rolling her eyes. "Lots and lots of him."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Whitlock snorts.
cross_and_bow: (smirk)
Author: cross_and_bow
"It's a popular template. And two of 'em aren't even ours, they're just visiting, although if Pattern's on the ball she'll snag one after they're done in there, if that doesn't take, you know, a week."
luminous_regnant: (attention)
Author: luminous_regnant
"They are certainly convenient to have on the payroll. Or working for free, as the case may be."
autokinetic: (good)
Author: autokinetic
"Man, I haven't even discussed all that with Sue, everything's happened pretty fast, it was less than twelve hours ago I woke up in Milliways not remembering a thing besides having been kidnapped," laughs Aegis. "I'll get around to it."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Kidnapped?" says Merryweather.
autokinetic: (explain)
Author: autokinetic
"There was a ton of fighting on Eros, me and Sue were locked up in our room to wait it out, some people got in, we fought but got tranqued and Sue woke up first and Jane learned her teleporting trick and put us in touch with Shell Bell and then all the others and put the other kidnap victims in the Hegemony complex. Was this not on the nets, any of it?"
luminous_regnant: (wall)
Author: luminous_regnant
"Being kidnapped's no fun," sighs Golden.
cross_and_bow: (solemn)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Yeah, it sucks," Juliet agrees, patting Aegis on the shoulder comfortingly.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"The part where someone managed to kidnap War and Peace definitely didn't get out," says Merryweather, shaking his head.
cross_and_bow: (smug)
Author: cross_and_bow
"It is adorable how you and Sue are War and Peace, Aegis. Or vice versa."
autokinetic: (good)
Author: autokinetic
"They couldn't make up their minds for a while but I think I've been given Peace once and for all at this point. That's why I named the world that. I don't really want to go by it in casual conversation. I still like Aegis better for that."
luminous_regnant: (attention)
Author: luminous_regnant
"If Sue had been Peace and you War, would you have named your world War?"
autokinetic: (photo)
Author: autokinetic
"Nah," scoffs Aegis, "that would be terrible, I'd have to think of something else then. Or name it Peace anyway."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Yes," says Merryweather, "it's practically inconceivable that you would name your world after anyone other than yourself."

Giles snorts.
autokinetic: (playful)
Author: autokinetic
"Hey, we don't all name our worlds after ourselves," laughs Aegis. "I think I'm the only one who did, unless you count Golden translating her theme into Latin!"
cross_and_bow: (eyeroll)
Author: cross_and_bow
"Angela didn't even rename hers. She just took what her planet was already called and extended it to the world in general."
luminous_regnant: (Default)
Author: luminous_regnant
"I," says Golden with dignity, "am fond of my theme. And it is a more aesthetically pleasing distinguishing characteristic than 'Here There Be Vampires, Except Not Juliet's Kind'."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Merryweather just laughs.
autokinetic: (c'mon)
Author: autokinetic
"Having fun?" Aegis asks him, amused. "Apparently parties are a thing Bells can do. Or at least Stella. I've never tried it, I've been in a kinda party-unfriendly environment."
luminous_regnant: (ceiling)
Author: luminous_regnant
"I generally leave my parties to Alice - mine, not Stella's - who has much more fun with them than I do," Golden says.

"Speaking of which," Jasper "Jazz" Cullen says to Whitlock, "do you want to meet my wife and our son, or would that be weird for you?"
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Sure," Whitlock decides. "Can't be any weirder than coming here in the first place."
luminous_regnant: (Default)
Author: luminous_regnant
Alice does not have to be called over. She's Alice! She dances into Jasper's waiting arms from her conversation all the way across the room (its ending, of course, timed perfectly), holding onto a squirming toddler. "Hello!" she says, beaming brightly. "I'm Alice, and this is Brandon. I would offer to let you hold him, but he occasionally bites."

"Only sometimes," says Brandon. "You're another Papa," he observes of Whitlock.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Apparently so," Whitlock agrees, blinking. "Hello, Alice and Brandon."

Merryweather is amused. Giles picks up on the mood without sharing its causes.
autokinetic: (edible)
Author: autokinetic
"Little half-vampires are super-cute," says Aegis. "So, there's you with your kid, Golden, and there's Angela expecting with her Whistle, I guess all that's left is for somebody with a Sherlock to get knocked up and we'll have collectively tried all the known combinations? Juliet, who do you think'll be first, you or Shell Bell?"
cross_and_bow: (smirk)
Author: cross_and_bow
"I don't know, we haven't exactly sat down and discussed it, but she's the one with the stable empire, I have like five thousand species of demons to individually evaluate and handle before I can claim anything like that," shrugs Juliet. "I'm also not sure kids are a want for me? For us in general?"
luminous_regnant: (ambivalent)
Author: luminous_regnant
"I would have wanted one eventually. There were other decisive factors in the earliness of Elspeth's birth."
autokinetic: (rapt)
Author: autokinetic
"And Angela belongs to a species with fewer than a hundred fifty members and grew up on repopulation rhetoric, right," says Aegis. "Duly noted."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
This is not a conversation that either of the Ruperts particularly wants to be a part of! They exchange a Look.
autokinetic: (rapt)
Author: autokinetic
That's okay, the Bells are done talking about it now!

"Thank you for shouting at bureaucrats for me," Aegis tells Merryweather. "Even if it didn't always work."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"You're welcome," says Merryweather, a little wryly.
prima_sequentem: (Default)
Author: prima_sequentem
"I can imagine," she says.

She can imagine what form that soothing would probably take, too, but that's less relevant.
bellfounding: (Default)
Author: bellfounding
It is indeed less relevant.

"I don't really want to date any of them - I mean, I gather that one could have changed my mind about that if he'd gone to high school with me and I hadn't died, but one didn't and I did, and I'm not seeing the appeal. But Golden and the Joker are an existence proof that it's not strictly called for."
prima_sequentem: (ℂ say the sweetest things)
Author: prima_sequentem
Slipstick nods.
bellfounding: (lipbite)
Author: bellfounding
"Stella employs a precog, and so does Golden. I was thinking of trying to catch one of them to talk recruitment strategies, what do you think?"
prima_sequentem: (ℚ all kinds of innocent)
Author: prima_sequentem
"Good plan. I don't know either one of them personally, so I can't tell you which one would be a better shot."
bellfounding: (talkative)
Author: bellfounding
Pattern glances around.

"Well," she says, "they're talking to each other, over there. The petite vampire with the spiky hair and the toddler, and the tall brunette."
prima_sequentem: (ℕ works for me)
Author: prima_sequentem
"Go on, then," says Slipstick. "Two-for-one deal."
bellfounding: (inhale)
Author: bellfounding
"You coming, or not?"
prima_sequentem: (ℚ in the details)
Author: prima_sequentem
"Nah."
bellfounding: (heh)
Author: bellfounding
"All right."

Pattern makes for the precogs, but she expects they'll anticipate her.
luminous_regnant: (Default)
Author: luminous_regnant
If Alice mentions Pattern's approach aloud, is Mary just going to say that she already knows?
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Actually, no!
luminous_regnant: (Default)
Author: luminous_regnant
"We're expecting company," observes Alice. "The Bell calling herself Pattern."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Huh," says Mary. "What's she want, besides the obvious?"
luminous_regnant: (Default)
Author: luminous_regnant
"A Whistle, or possibly the alts of Stella's staff, maybe a stray Sherlock in a pinch, to help her mint," Alice says. "So she wants approach advice. You'll probably be better at the useful kind of detail than me."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"I probably will," Mary agrees.
luminous_regnant: (Default)
Author: luminous_regnant
"Although you'll be pleased to know that I've cleared up my blind spots and can handle the wolves' love lives instead of having you visit every few months!"

"Wolves," giggles Brandon from her arms, like this concept is inherently funny.
bellfounding: (talkative)
Author: bellfounding
Here's Pattern. "Hi. Do I even have to explain what I want?"
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"I am immensely pleased," she says dryly to Alice.

To Pattern, "Details are handy. I like details."
bellfounding: (Default)
Author: bellfounding
"I'm from the Joker's original world - I've named it Origin; I might change that later, I'm not going with my original distinguishing nickname. But Golden's got him and he's all attached to an Aurumite, so that means I need another mint. There's two spare Whistles, one from Downside after having lived in a world that doesn't match anybody's here and one from another world that also doesn't match anybody we know, and the one is just a dead person and the other is also a ghost with odd powers. My naive guess is that the first one of those would be easiest to hire on but I'm not sure how we'll get along or what I'll have to do to get him on board. There's also Eights, but she seems to come with Chainsaw, who seems determined to creepify them out of a job. And I don't think the Sherlocks are actually ideal for the purpose, so I haven't tried any yet, but I would if one of you said it was a good idea."
luminous_regnant: (Default)
Author: luminous_regnant
"You don't really look happy to me in any future conversations with Chainsaw," observes Alice.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Sherlocks are categorically a long shot," remarks Mary. "The forecast on Chainsaw is creepy with a chance of disaster. Downside Whistle's your best bet out of the listed options; the ghost one's only a tiny bit worse. I defer to Alice for when you'll be able to catch either of them out here socializing."
luminous_regnant: (Default)
Author: luminous_regnant
"Ghosty's in and out before the formal conclusion of the... proceedings," says Alice. "A few times, various possible whens, never for very long; you could catch her to say hi but probably not an extended conversation. The proceedings in question are reasonably likely to last less than 24 hours."
bellfounding: (right)
Author: bellfounding
"So I might wanna ask Stella if I can stick around a bit," Pattern snorts. "Okay, what's the best way to talk to Downside Whistle when the proceedings are over with?"
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Name some options," says Mary.
bellfounding: (Default)
Author: bellfounding
"I could just walk up to him and be like 'hi, I'm a Bell, you're a Whistle, want the obvious job?', or I could lead in with small talk of some kind, or I could ask the Whistles who are already dated-and-or-employed if they'll introduce me, or I could get one of the other Bells, probably one with her own Whistle, maybe Golden or Amariah, to ask for me."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Presence or absence of small talk doesn't have a consistent effect on the result," says Mary. "Approaching through an intermediary doesn't either. If you catch up to her by herself and you're friendly and straightforward, you won't have any trouble."
bellfounding: (heh)
Author: bellfounding
"That one's a her?" Pattern asks. "Okay, can do. Thanks."
luminous_regnant: (Default)
Author: luminous_regnant
"Anytime," says Alice cheerily.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"You're welcome," Mary agrees.
bellfounding: (apprehensive)
Author: bellfounding
"Is she going to hit on me or anything?" Pattern asks suddenly. "Because that would be weird."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"...She's virtually guaranteed to be a little bit flirty," says Mary. "And huggy. Flirty and huggy. Conversation in general goes better if she's in physical contact with someone the whole time, but someone doesn't have to be you."
bellfounding: (inhale)
Author: bellfounding
"Another Whistle?" suggests Pattern. "Do they disperse after 'proceedings' or might she be with another one at the time?"
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Also virtually guaranteed that she is," says Mary.
bellfounding: (quizzical)
Author: bellfounding
"Okay, that works out then. Which one?"
luminous_regnant: (Default)
Author: luminous_regnant
"Any of them, in approximately equal proportions, slightly more likely to be Alice or Ghosty, slightly less likely to be Sue who's apparently got some highly interesting conversation coming up with his Bell and slightly less likely to be Micaiah who gets invited to perform with the angels and the Sherlocks."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Mary laughs.
bellfounding: (beam)
Author: bellfounding
"Okay. Thanks, thank you both, please tell any talented alts of either of you that you meet to give me a call, through Jane if need be," grins Pattern.
luminous_regnant: (Default)
Author: luminous_regnant
"Sure thing," says Alice. "I bet there'll be a bidding war, though. Mes will be particularly swayed by the opportunity to plan parties," she adds. "Like, if Stella were trying to hire me, she'd have been well served to let me help her with this shindig. If Golden ever hosts one it'll be mostly my handiwork."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Mes will be particularly swayed by job offers that don't directly involve fortune telling," says Mary, "although as you can see we're okay with doing a little on the side."
bellfounding: (pealing)
Author: bellfounding
"You don't fortune-tell for Stella? What do you do?"
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"I run her bank."
bellfounding: (talkative)
Author: bellfounding
"That's cute," laughs Pattern. "I'm reasonably likely to copy her empressing pattern wholesale insofar as I can. I might start with not-Mars, though, just to not be completely derivative."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Mars is the most straightforwardly habitable option," says Mary, "but you could set up something interesting in the gas giants or the asteroid belt if you put your mind to it."
bellfounding: (heh)
Author: bellfounding
"Or maybe I'll just jazz up my Mars. It could use a set of rings and not-exactly-this-sea-level and a different color sky."
luminous_regnant: (Default)
Author: luminous_regnant
"I'd sure have fun living on a floating terraformed island on Saturn and swimming around in the gas. You might have to rig up scuba gear for human citizens."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"If you do the gas giants right, people are going to be very appreciative of the aesthetic," says Mary. "I'm not sure of the details. A lot of it seems to depend on finding the right... is 'architect' even the word?"
bellfounding: (reading)
Author: bellfounding
"Designer," suggests Pattern. "Maybe I'll ask Slipstick to find me one."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Good odds there," says Mary.
bellfounding: (heh)
Author: bellfounding
Pattern smiles. And she bids them goodbye and goes to find Slipstick again and ask about designers for Saturn islands.
prima_sequentem: (ℂ say the sweetest things)
Author: prima_sequentem
Slipstick is snacking!
bellfounding: (pealing)
Author: bellfounding
"I'm probably going to be able to snag Queenie," reports Pattern. "And in order to not be too derivative of Stella I'm considering starting my space empire on Saturn, but may want design help."
prima_sequentem: (Default)
Author: prima_sequentem
"Interesting," says Slipstick. "I'll look into it."
bellfounding: (talkative)
Author: bellfounding
"Thanks!"
temporal_affairs: (lovable rogue)
Author: temporal_affairs
When Eights emerges airlock-style from the orgy chamber, Nathan's nearby, Kerron sitting on his shoulders as a not-a-fox-anymore. "Eights, hi!" Nathan says. "This is my and the Joker's son, Kerron."
colorshapes: (cute kid)
Author: colorshapes
"Hi, Eights!" says Kerron, waving.
lookingforwardtoit: (4. my affection)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Hi, Timer! Hi, Kerron!" she says, waving.
colorshapes: (explain you a thing)
Author: colorshapes
"That's not Daddy's name, that's his power," says Kerron.
temporal_affairs: (run that by me again)
Author: temporal_affairs
"It's my nickname, like how Mummy calls you munchkin," Nathan tells Kerron. "When Eights met me I was using it all the time."
lookingforwardtoit: (3. tell me about it)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"That's about the size of it," she agrees.
colorshapes: (investigative)
Author: colorshapes
"How come you want Daddy to bite you? Do you want to be a vampire?" asks Kerron.
temporal_affairs: (oh dear lord)
Author: temporal_affairs
"...He has a magic power," Nathan says weakly. "Sees - goals, intentions, the like."
colorshapes: (watching the shapes)
Author: colorshapes
"It is technically two magic powers!" says Kerron brightly. "Addy says."
lookingforwardtoit: (2. warning: fun detected)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
Eights laughs.

"I don't want to be a vampire," she says. "I just have a weird idea of fun."
colorshapes: (daddy's boy)
Author: colorshapes
"I can bite you if you want!" Kerron volunteers. "I never get to bite humans besides Mummy and she doesn't let me break the skin, I don't even know what humans taste like!"
lookingforwardtoit: (4. my affection)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
Eights laughs.

"I don't know, what's your dad say?"
temporal_affairs: (i am disappoint)
Author: temporal_affairs
"I don't think so, kiddo."
colorshapes: (not sure if want)
Author: colorshapes
"Do I have to wait to be older," huffs Kerron.
temporal_affairs: (oh dear lord)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Yes. When you are five you may work out whatever biting arrangements suit both you and the bitten person, okay?"
colorshapes: (watching the colors)
Author: colorshapes
"But that's a long time!"
lookingforwardtoit: (7. pulled it right off)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"It wouldn't be weird or anything," Eights offers. "Not for me. But if you don't wanna encourage him..." She shrugs.
temporal_affairs: (run that by me again)
Author: temporal_affairs
"I don't wanna encourage him," agrees Nathan.
colorshapes: (brightness)
Author: colorshapes
"Awwwww," says Kerron.
lookingforwardtoit: (Default)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Five years isn't that long, anyway," says Eights. "I've been walking and talking for twenty thousand."
colorshapes: (holy moly!)
Author: colorshapes
"That's a long time!" says Kerron. "That's older than anybody I know! I know some old people. It's not older than the Arostuff all added up, though," he adds contemplatively. "I don't have Arostuff in my head though. I can ask the princess for it when I'm five. Everything has to wait till I'm five."
lookingforwardtoit: (c. let's hear it)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Why's that?" inquires Eights.
temporal_affairs: (Default)
Author: temporal_affairs
"The Arostuff in question is the sum total of all the memories of everyone a certain vampire more than two thousand years old ever touched. Many of those people were rather old themselves. Elspeth sometimes distributes it, and she can redact to protect the privacy of the living, now, but there's too much to redact all the adult content."
lookingforwardtoit: (5. watch your step)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Gotcha."
temporal_affairs: (run that by me again)
Author: temporal_affairs
"And I'm not sure if she'll be distributing it any more at all, since many of the dead in question are now understood to be still capable of objecting to things."
colorshapes: (quick little brain)
Author: colorshapes
"Awww," sighs Kerron.
lookingforwardtoit: (4. my affection)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Only 'many'?"
temporal_affairs: (lovable rogue)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Well, some of them are probably not going to be invited to wake up from the catacombs, at least not anytime soon. I can't imagine Her Majesty conferring consciousness voluntarily on Chelsea or Jane."
lookingforwardtoit: (c. let's hear it)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Because...?"
temporal_affairs: (run that by me again)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Jane hurt the Princess and Chelsea went around snip-snipping people's affection for one another, including said Princess's. And unlike Addy, they don't have so much benign use or tractable personalities."
lookingforwardtoit: (b. just another day)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Gotcha," she says again.
temporal_affairs: (Default)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Of course, since we determined that you're from Aurum originally, they might already have woken," says Nathan thoughtfully. "Her Majesty'll probably have Jane check up on that and put them on the 'no-fly list'."
colorshapes: (know how I fit)
Author: colorshapes
"Ooh, flying, I wanna fly, where's Mummy, she'll turn me into a bird I bet," says Kerron, bouncing up and down on Nathan's shoulders.
lookingforwardtoit: (5. watch your step)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"She's busy," says Eights.
colorshapes: (daddy's boy)
Author: colorshapes
"But I want her! I wanna turn into a bird."
temporal_affairs: (lovable rogue)
Author: temporal_affairs
"I have some coins, kiddo, I can turn you into a bird," snorts Nathan. "What kinda bird?"
colorshapes: (Default)
Author: colorshapes
"A flying kind! A - a hawk. A blue hawk!"

And presently he is a blue hawk, and he laughs and starts teaching himself to fly rather ably.
lookingforwardtoit: (1. laughing all the way)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
Eights giggles.
temporal_affairs: (shiny)
Author: temporal_affairs
"So that's my kid," Nathan says. "It has now been much less time since you have seen a child."
lookingforwardtoit: (2. warning: fun detected)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
She cracks up.
temporal_affairs: (mischief)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Rumor has it," observes Nathan, "that you want to get bit again. Isn't the vampire one of the Joker in there? Did he not oblige this interest?"
lookingforwardtoit: (4. my affection)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Sure he did," she says cheerfully. "But it's not like wanting him to bite me and wanting you to bite me are mutually exclusive."
temporal_affairs: (lovable rogue)
Author: temporal_affairs
"True. Kerron's sleep cycle will probably figure it's time for him to crash for the night in spite of this being Mars on another world at some point in the near future, shall I find you thenabouts?"
lookingforwardtoit: (2. warning: fun detected)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Sounds like a plan," says Eights.
temporal_affairs: (shiny)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Alrighty then."
colorshapes: (butter wouldn't melt)
Author: colorshapes
"WATCH MEEEEE, DADDY," Kerron hollers, figuring out how to dive and pull up from said dive at the last moment halfway across the pavilion.
temporal_affairs: (shiny)
Author: temporal_affairs
"It is apparently not right this minute," laughs Nathan quietly. "That's wonderful, kiddo!" he calls to his son.
lookingforwardtoit: (1. laughing all the way)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
Eights giggles and pats Nate on the shoulder.
colorshapes: (Default)
Author: colorshapes
It is some fifteen minutes later when Kerron divebombs his father, sits on his shoulder, and starts snoring loudly.
temporal_affairs: (mischief)
Author: temporal_affairs
Nathan peers at him for a moment, then gets a square out of the coin bowls, conjures a perch, and transfers hawk-Kerron thereto.

He winks at Eights.
lookingforwardtoit: (Default)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"You know," she remarks, tipping her head at the door to the orgy chamber, "it occurs to me that you'd be pretty popular in there."
temporal_affairs: (heheh)
Author: temporal_affairs
"D'you think so? I'm not as friendly to the general population since I got vampired up again. Only so much editing the theoretically uneditable mate bond would take. I am happy to bite pretty much arbitrary people, though."
lookingforwardtoit: (2. warning: fun detected)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"Well, how do you feel about being cuddlemobbed by alts of your mate?"
temporal_affairs: (lovable rogue)
Author: temporal_affairs
"I think the extant data we have on alts of mates is that the Emperor finds them disturbing and Alice is Alice. Oh, and other Alice appears to find hers perfectly unalarming and Orfeo has no special reaction to alts of his imprint insofar as that's data. I suppose I may as well see where I fall on the apparent spectrum."
lookingforwardtoit: (5. watch your step)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
"I'm sure Jokes can keep them off you if you turn out not to approve," she says, patting him on the arm. "C'mon."
temporal_affairs: (Default)
Author: temporal_affairs
Now, wait just a split second -

Is this a good time to visit the heap of Jokers?
lookingforwardtoit: (Default)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
Yes it is!
temporal_affairs: (lovable rogue)
Author: temporal_affairs
Oh splendid! That can happen, then.

Nathan is amused by the airlock setup.

He looks for his Joker among the many.
manofmyword: Smirking, pushing hair out of face. (⑸ well hello beautifulll~)
Author: manofmyword
It's not immediately visually obvious.

But only one of the great big sprawling pile of kissing, snuggling, various-other-things-doing Jokers looks up and waves at Nathan with a call of, "Sweetie!"

(At some point since he went in, he's put his scars back on. That makes him one of two who has them. He was in the middle of making out with the other one when Nathan walked in.)
temporal_affairs: (shiny)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Hey, babe," says Nathan. "The munchkin's down for the count."
manofmyword: Smirking. (⑷ coral is far more red)
Author: manofmyword
"Great. Come snuggle us," he says, opening his arms.
yourheartstrings: (⑷ i wanna hold you)
Author: yourheartstrings
"Mm, yeah," says the one whom the Joker was recently kissing.
temporal_affairs: (mischief)
Author: temporal_affairs
Nathan consults his interest in this practice. Yep, there it is. Snuggles. Ungentle vampire snuggles, because he's pretty sure nobody in this room is delicate enough to care if he accidentally breaks something by going too fast, too strongly.
manofmyword: Grinning. (⑵ simply makes you stranger)
Author: manofmyword
The Joker wraps his arms around Nathan and kisses him happily.

As Eights predicted, the rest of them pile on, except for Sue and Alice who are busy with one another at the moment.
temporal_affairs: (lovable rogue)
Author: temporal_affairs
Nathan is pretty comfortable with this. Alice is probably still technically a newborn and could do some careless damage, but nobody else in the room appears at all likely to accidentally render him uncomfortable.
yourheartstrings: (⑼ hello hooray)
Author: yourheartstrings
When the Joker is (temporarily) done kissing Nathan, the other one with scars inquires, "Do I get a turn?"
temporal_affairs: (mischief)
Author: temporal_affairs
"A turn at...?" inquires Nathan archly.
yourheartstrings: (⑸ and I'm fine)
Author: yourheartstrings
"Kissing you?"
temporal_affairs: (heheh)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Well, if you're so keen on it," he says, and he seizes and repositions her rather casually. "Any dreadful things happen if you interact with venom?"
yourheartstrings: (⑷ i wanna hold you)
Author: yourheartstrings
She cuddles up. "Nope!"
temporal_affairs: (mischief)
Author: temporal_affairs
Then her kisses might be a little nibbly.
yourheartstrings: (⑵ 'cause they found new toys)
Author: yourheartstrings
Nibbly is good! She likes nibbly!

After plenty of nibbly kisses, this alt pulls away to curl up with the Joker and another one—same shape, no scars—snuggles closer to Nathan and bats her eyelashes.
temporal_affairs: (lovable rogue)
Author: temporal_affairs
He's pretty comfy with the girl-shaped ones. If the boys who aren't his start sidling up he might have residual hangups about that. Kiss kiss, anyway.
truthwright: (⑷ sweet sweet thing)
Author: truthwright
Apparently the Joker has been gossiping, or they can just tell, because although Kas and Micaiah are part of the general cuddlepile neither of them seems interested in soliciting kisses. And there's another female-shaped one who's curled up next to Sue and Alice, apart from the crowd but still touching Kas; she must be Petaal.
temporal_affairs: (shiny)
Author: temporal_affairs
She must, but Nathan's not going to approach her, he heard the explanation when Kerron was looking her over for potential petting earlier. He has three Jokers to kiss. He finds this a fine number.
manofmyword: Smirking, pushing hair out of face. (⑸ well hello beautifulll~)
Author: manofmyword
Nathan's mate steals him back after another little while. Mmmmm. Kisses.

Nibbly kisses.

There is a good time to bite the Joker, and it is coming up pretty soon.
temporal_affairs: (mischief)
Author: temporal_affairs
Wait for iiiit...

Chomp!
manofmyword: Quasi-innocent? (⑽ i wanna drive)
Author: manofmyword
It's a good time because he's just tuned himself up a little - not to tummyache levels, but to the level of a good synthetic.

Also, it makes him all happy and wriggly.
temporal_affairs: (shiny)
Author: temporal_affairs
Ah, synthetics are lovely but resistable. He snacks, doesn't fill up. Maybe somebody else wants a turn at that too.

(These bite marks are getting licked.)
manofmyword: Smirking. (⑷ coral is far more red)
Author: manofmyword
N'awwwwsnugglesnuggle.
lookingforwardtoit: (2. warning: fun detected)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
When Nathan's teeth are out of the Joker, Eights climbs into the Nathan zone of the cuddle pile and inquires, "Do I get a turn?"
temporal_affairs: (heheh)
Author: temporal_affairs
"Hmm," says Nathan, theatrically stroking his chin and consulting his timer on When To Bite Eights.
lookingforwardtoit: (5. watch your step)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
Just shy of three seconds is good!
temporal_affairs: (mischief)
Author: temporal_affairs
One, two, snatch-snarl-bite. (The snarl's all theater.)
lookingforwardtoit: (1. laughing all the way)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
It's good theater. Eights giggles.
temporal_affairs: (lovable rogue)
Author: temporal_affairs
Om nom nom. Again, not filling up. He doesn't like the idea of wishing himself empty, for some reason.
lookingforwardtoit: (4. my affection)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
Eights is still pretty well mangled by the end of it, but she doesn't seem to consider this an impediment to making out with him a little.
temporal_affairs: (shiny)
Author: temporal_affairs
Neither does he!
lookingforwardtoit: (5. watch your step)
Author: lookingforwardtoit
Mmmmmm snuggly bleedy makeouts. Those are one of her favourite kinds!
yourheartstrings: (⑷ i wanna hold you)
Author: yourheartstrings
(At some point during all this, the lady-shaped Joker alt with scars on disassembles herself and then comes back together sans nibble marks. That probably makes her Ghosty.)
temporal_affairs: (shiny)
Author: temporal_affairs
Nathan's pretty content here in this pile. People to kiss, people to bite, people being warm and snuggly on him, and a happy mate. All good things.
manofmyword: Smirking. (⑷ coral is far more red)
Author: manofmyword
That is just perfect! The Joker likes it when Nathan is happy, and he likes cuddlepiles and biting and kisses, so a cuddlebitekisspile with a happy Nathan in it is a pretty damn nice thing to have.

He smiles and cuddles up to Nathan.

And on a whim, he brainphones Stella.

[Hey, smarty pants.]
self_composed: (go on)
Author: self_composed
[Hmm?]
manofmyword: Grinning, eyes nearly closed. (⑶ now i see the funny side)
Author: manofmyword
[Thanks for coming up with the makeout corner,] he says cheerfully, [it's tons of fun.]
self_composed: (eyebrow)
Author: self_composed
[You're welcome. I figured the consequences of not having it would be pretty dire, whether they wound up taking the form of scandalized parents and traumatized children or the form of incessant complaints.]
manofmyword: Grinning. (⑵ simply makes you stranger)
Author: manofmyword
He laughs, aloud and over brainphone.
self_composed: (sarcastic)
Author: self_composed
[Should I be scandalized that you're trying to conduct a conversation with me at this moment?]
manofmyword: Smirking, pushing hair out of face. (⑸ well hello beautifulll~)
Author: manofmyword
[I dunno, are cuddlepiles scandalous?]
self_composed: (skyward)
Author: self_composed
[Only if the people involved are vacationing in Sandy's head or something else is going on to complicate the matter.]
manofmyword: Smirking. (⑷ coral is far more red)
Author: manofmyword
[Well, there's some kissing and some bleeding going on, but I'm not doing either. I think you can let go of your pearls.]
self_composed: (eyebrow)
Author: self_composed
[Haven't got any pearls.]
manofmyword: Laughing maniacally. (⑴ ahahahaha!!!!!)
Author: manofmyword
[Well, then you can let go of whatever else you were clutching.]
self_composed: (go on)
Author: self_composed
[If I do that, the glass'll break. Clutching is an important mechanism for keeping objects like my cup of juice suspended above the ground.]
manofmyword: Grinning. (⑵ simply makes you stranger)
Author: manofmyword
He cracks up.
self_composed: (calm)
Author: self_composed
[At any rate, I'm glad you're situated comfortably.]
manofmyword: Smirking. (⑷ coral is far more red)
Author: manofmyword
[Awww,] he says fondly. [You're a real sweetheart sometimes, smarty pants.]
self_composed: (go on)
Author: self_composed
[Why do you call me that?]
manofmyword: Conspiratorial or condescending. (⒁ they'rrre cheap)
Author: manofmyword
[It's cute. It suits you. Why, does it bug ya?]
luminous_regnant: (Default)
Author: luminous_regnant
Addy wants to talk about magic! There, that Bell has magic that isn't just minting - that random girl over there does too - there's Lazarus! Addy herds them all into one place with vague fluttering about magic and then grins broadly.
dark_light: (engaged)
Author: dark_light
"So, hi! I remember you," to Matilda, "but not you," to Lazarus.
self_composed: (sarcastic)
Author: self_composed
[Not especially, but no one else calls me that. It's not like I'm short on nicknames.]
nonbird: (7. I've got a theory)
Author: nonbird
"I'm Lazarus," says Lazarus, despite his nametag.

To Matilda, he adds, "You're shiny!"
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"I am!" she agrees.
manofmyword: Smirking, pushing hair out of face. (⑸ well hello beautifulll~)
Author: manofmyword
[I call you that,] he says tranquilly.
luminous_regnant: (Default)
Author: luminous_regnant
"Lemme try?" Addy asks winningly, holding out her hands in Matilda's direction.
dark_light: (squinting)
Author: dark_light
"Do you copy skill or just power?" Amariah asks.
luminous_regnant: (Default)
Author: luminous_regnant
"Power and instincts, not finesse or techy stuff."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Matilda gives Addy an assessing look.

Then she shrugs and holds out her hand.
self_composed: (go on)
Author: self_composed
[I am aware.]
luminous_regnant: (Default)
Author: luminous_regnant
Handclasp!

"Huh, that's odd," says Addy after a moment. "I can taste it but I can't take it."
dark_light: (frowny)
Author: dark_light
"...Should you have a warning label?" Amariah asks. "I'm going to ask Golden if you should have a warning label."

A moment later, Addy's nametag is revised with a warning label: Do Not Feed Excessively Powerful Magic To This Amoral Vampire Who Is Kept In Check Mostly Via Magic Related Bribery, Please.
luminous_regnant: (Default)
Author: luminous_regnant
"It's okay, I can't take it anyway," laughs Addy. She has not let go of Matilda's hand. "It's just tasty, not useful."
manofmyword: Quasi-innocent? (⑽ i wanna drive)
Author: manofmyword
[Anyway,] he says, observing Eights and Nathan winding down, [I'm gonna go do something scandalous. See you later!]
self_composed: (calm)
Author: self_composed
[Later.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Matilda laughs, and takes her hand away.
luminous_regnant: (Default)
Author: luminous_regnant
Addy lets her. "Tastes like everything," she says. "You're an entire grocery store!"
manofmyword: Grinning, eyes nearly closed. (⑶ now i see the funny side)
Author: manofmyword


Now would be an excellent moment for Nathan to kiss the Joker.
temporal_affairs: (mischief)
Author: temporal_affairs
Would it be an excellent moment for Nathan to begin a prolonged sequence of kisses with the Joker?
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"That's me," says Matilda. "Full of magic groceries."
nonbird: (c. excusez-moi?)
Author: nonbird
"...That is a really strange mental image," says Lazarus.
manofmyword: Smirking, pushing hair out of face. (⑸ well hello beautifulll~)
Author: manofmyword
Ooh, yes it would!
dark_light: (cool)
Author: dark_light
"If you get no technical finesse it's probably safe for you to try mine," Amariah says. "You'd have to know a spell to cast one, and it's not that powerful anyway without stuff you don't have."
luminous_regnant: (Default)
Author: luminous_regnant
Addy requires no further invitation.

"Can't even taste you," she sighs. "Probably 'cause yours is species-based."

She pats Lazarus on the arm and then stares intently at Amariah and Matilda both with his power instead.
temporal_affairs: (lovable rogue)
Author: temporal_affairs
That's splendid! That happens.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Matilda thinks of something, and brainphones Stella.

[Do you mind if I do a lot of my contagious magic here? It won't spread to individuals I don't do magic to, but it might spread to the universe and start popping up in natives.]
self_composed: (disquiet)
Author: self_composed
[Ah, hm. Need details.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[What kind?]
nonbird: (Default)
Author: nonbird
Lazarus is also peering at Amariah.

"You're fascinating," he says.
self_composed: (annoyed)
Author: self_composed
[What would pop up, in whom, how does it interact with my stuff if someone unfortunate should obtain the magic?]
dark_light: (collected)
Author: dark_light
"Do tell!" Amariah laughs. Path preens.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[There's no clear set of rules about who can do magic and how and why. I could give you a good guess about whether or not someone might pick it up easily, but I couldn't tell you exactly why, and I'm not always right. But it works according to patterns. The practice in my world has been overwhelmingly benevolent for years, so spells that accomplish positive effects are easier to learn and create, and spells that accomplish negative effects are harder. Unless you get a lot of people very determined to wreck things, it should be the same way here, and even if you do it'll take a while for the balance to shift.]
nonbird: (6. proving more intricate)
Author: nonbird
"Well, you're all... together," he says. "You coordinate. Except the minting, but even your coin colour ties back in."
dark_light: (engaged)
Author: dark_light
"Huh. I'm not sure I understand," says Amariah. "You mean just because the coin color is like cloudpine?"
self_composed: (fascinated)
Author: self_composed
[Okay. What do you do, or would it be more productive for me to ask Lazarus?]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[I do magic,] she says dryly. [I have no idea how much Lazarus can tell you, but Shell Bell read up on it once. It's a little much for me to summarize all at once.]
nonbird: (b. contemplative gaze)
Author: nonbird
"Coin colours are different to my power than to actual vision," he says. "To my power, your coin colour looks like your... witchiness."
dark_light: (Default)
Author: dark_light
"Huh," says Amariah. "What does Path look like to you?"
self_composed: (skyward)
Author: self_composed
[I'll talk to Shell Bell and get back to you.]
nonbird: (6. proving more intricate)
Author: nonbird
"Like... you," he says. "But not the same as you."
dark_light: (path)
Author: dark_light
"I am her but not the same as her," Path points out.
nonbird: (9. that's how it is)
Author: nonbird
"That is probably why."
dark_light: (path)
Author: dark_light
"What can you tell about me just by looking?" Path asks. "What do you know about daemons to begin with?"
nonbird: (7. I've got a theory)
Author: nonbird
"I don't really know very much about daemons. You look like... like you're inside-out," he says, struggling with words the way he frequently does when trying to describe new magic things. "Like you're a part of her that belongs on the inside, belonging on the outside instead."
dark_light: (path)
Author: dark_light
"I can go inside, now," Path volunteers, "but we had to wish it."
nonbird: (Default)
Author: nonbird
"Yes," he says, "that's interesting too but I'm looking past it, it's not really about you. I don't think it's an ability you could've developed naturally."
dark_light: (la la)
Author: dark_light
"Sue and Ivy have it unwished," Amariah volunteers. "If you come into Alethia without explicitly wishing against it you get a daemon, and he did this while he was dreaming, and this led to her going in and out."
nonbird: (a. well hmm)
Author: nonbird
"I think I've caught a glimpse of Sue," he says. "He's one of Alice's alts, right?"
dark_light: (why yes)
Author: dark_light
"He's a Whistle," says Amariah. "There's two people named Alice here who are not alts of each other - the other's Golden's precog. I bet Kas and Petaal would make a good control for looking at Sue and Ivy to see what's just them and what's the results of the dream, too."
nonbird: (3. you ain't seen nothin')
Author: nonbird
"I am from this world. When I say Alice, I generally mean the one who keeps hugging me."
dark_light: (la la)
Author: dark_light
"Whistles are like that," laughs Amariah. "I'm fond of Whistles. I might go join them if they don't emerge on their own in a bit."
nonbird: (2. a baker's dozen)
Author: nonbird
"I'm fond of the one I know!" says Lazarus. "But I don't think I'm quite ready to dive into a pile of them."
dark_light: (skyward)
Author: dark_light
"But it'd be such a snuggly pile!"
nonbird: (8. nor little nor a bird)
Author: nonbird
"It would," he agrees. "It would be a very snuggly pile. And probably also very naked."
dark_light: (cool)
Author: dark_light
"Witches don't care about nudity," shrugs Amariah. "I don't really get caring about it, although I know how to act around people who do."
nonbird: (c. excusez-moi?)
Author: nonbird
"...Witches don't care about nudity including in the context of cuddlepiles?" he clarifies.
dark_light: (la la)
Author: dark_light
"Nudity is not a meaningful thing by itself except where there is actual practical reason for it to be," Amariah says. "If I'll cuddle with somebody I don't care if any combination of us also happen to be naked."
nonbird: (5. better make it good)
Author: nonbird
"I tend to squeak," Lazarus admits ruefully.
dark_light: (fascinated)
Author: dark_light
"That sounds adorable, can you do it on command or would I have to take my clothes off in front of the non-witch adorable little children which I probably shouldn't do?"
nonbird: (3. you ain't seen nothin')
Author: nonbird
"I cannot do it on command, but it's not that infrequent. Please do not take off your clothes."
dark_light: (la la)
Author: dark_light
"Not out here, anyway, I don't think they'll last long if I go hang out with a heap of Whistles. You don't sound likely to join me at such a pursuit."
nonbird: (a. well hmm)
Author: nonbird


Lazarus ponders.
dark_light: (fascinated)
Author: dark_light
"Or are you?"
nonbird: (2. a baker's dozen)
Author: nonbird
Lazarus blushes!
dark_light: (skyward)
Author: dark_light
"That's cute, you're cute, does Stella ever tell you that?"
self_composed: (calm)
Author: self_composed
Stella reports to Matilda: [I don't want to introduce your magic at this time, but I'd like to revisit the issue in a few more years when my empire's more entrenched and has more than a few million people in it and Earth is a nicer place to live. Jane's got a node in your world so I can contact you anytime, right?]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[Yep!] says Matilda. [Sure thing! By the way, Amariah is flirting with Lazarus and it's adorable.]
nonbird: (1. quantities of fluff)
Author: nonbird
"Many people frequently tell me that," says Lazarus, "Stella included."
self_composed: (skyward)
Author: self_composed
[That is kind of adorable.]
dark_light: (fascinated)
Author: dark_light
"Good. Cute people should be told that they're cute," Amariah asserts. "I bet a lot of Whistles would be happy to reiterate the sentiment if we visited them. And then I'd get to see this eeping I have heard so much about."
nonbird: (5. better make it good)
Author: nonbird
"You know what," says Lazarus, "sure."
dark_light: (collected)
Author: dark_light
Amariah smiles at him and meanders thataway.
nonbird: (2. a baker's dozen)
Author: nonbird
Lazarus follows, blushing preemptively.
dark_light: (why yes)
Author: dark_light
"So cute. Does Stella not even hit on you? I'm all the way on the one end of the spectrum, but it's not like she's Golden, and it's not like we're constitutionally incapable except for me as the lone exception, Shell Bell's got her set of twins..."
nonbird: (3. you ain't seen nothin')
Author: nonbird
"I don't... think Stella hits on me," he says. "If she does, she does it very subtly."
dark_light: (squinting)
Author: dark_light
"Would you find it unwelcome in some way that she knows about?" inquires Amariah, pushing open the first door of the privacy airlock. "And that I clearly don't so you should tell me if you want me to stop."
nonbird: (a. well hmm)
Author: nonbird
"I don't know, really," he says, following her into the airlock. "I do tend to eep, but as you can see, that's not always something I try to avoid..."
dark_light: (why yes)
Author: dark_light
Amariah giggles. The first door closes, the second opens. She peers through, looking first of all for Kas.
nonbird: (2. a baker's dozen)
Author: nonbird




Lazarus eeps.
edgeofyourseat: Grinning, friendly. (⑵ extraordinarily nice)
Author: edgeofyourseat
"How'd you get him in here?" giggles Alice, climbing out of the pile and coming over to give Lazarus a hug and ruffle his hair.
truthwright: (⑺ have things my own way)
Author: truthwright
Kas is busy making out with Micaiah, but Petaal is being an angel and she waves from where Ghosty and Queenie are snuggled up in her wings.
dark_light: (collected)
Author: dark_light
"Insinuated nicely," says Amariah, waving back at Petaal. Path tucks away; it's safer in a room with this many bodies, and he, unlike Petaal, can't touch a majority of the attendees. Also, it is clearly unwarranted for her to wear clothes here. She stops!
edgeofyourseat: Smiling, affectionate or amused. (⑶ your wish is my command)
Author: edgeofyourseat
Alice lets go of Lazarus and hugs Amariah next. He has been being squishy, so it is not a vampire hug.

"Come snuggle everybody," he invites.
nonbird: (b. contemplative gaze)
Author: nonbird
Lazarus... sort of hangs around nervously.
dark_light: (skyward)
Author: dark_light
Amariah goes and snuggles everybody!

"You okay, Lazarus?" Amariah asks.
nonbird: (e. something is wrong here)
Author: nonbird
"Mostly?" he says, leaning against a wall.
yourheartstrings: (⑷ i wanna hold you)
Author: yourheartstrings
Ghosty unravels herself out of the middle of the now Amariah-centric cuddlepile, re-coaelsces next to Lazarus, and gives him a big warm snuggly hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"You're cute," she says fondly. "Wanna cuddle with everybody? We don't bite. Unless you're into that."
dark_light: (why yes)
Author: dark_light
"It's very cozy," Amariah volunteers.
nonbird: (6. proving more intricate)
Author: nonbird
"I can tell about the coziness," says Lazarus. "The coziness is apparent to me."

He hugs Ghosty back. (She's pretty cozy, too.)
dark_light: (Default)
Author: dark_light
"What's the hangup, then?" Amariah asks.
nonbird: (5. better make it good)
Author: nonbird
"I'm not sure, really."
yourheartstrings: (⑹ listen baby)
Author: yourheartstrings
Ghosty hugs Lazarus some more, but doesn't try to pull him cuddleward.

Queenie, nearest to Amariah in the pile, snuggles up and inquires, "Wanna make out?"
dark_light: (engaged)
Author: dark_light
"Nah," Amariah says easily to Queenie.
yourheartstrings: (⑶ we got no principles)
Author: yourheartstrings
"Mmkay."

Instead, hugs!
nonbird: (6. proving more intricate)
Author: nonbird
"That does look awfully cozy," Lazarus murmurs, absently leaning his cheek against Ghosty's hair.
dark_light: (skyward)
Author: dark_light
"So cozy!" Amariah says. "And as I have just demonstrated you don't have to make out with anybody you don't feel like making out with."
nonbird: (3. you ain't seen nothin')
Author: nonbird
"Yes, I can see that," he says.

And he shrugs, and proceeds into the pile. He is the only one there wearing clothes, but no one else seems to mind.
dark_light: (collected)
Author: dark_light
Amariah sure doesn't!

"Anybody in this pile you do wanna make out with?" she asks brightly.
truthwright: (⑶ anticipatin' fun)
Author: truthwright
"I could ask you the same question," says Kas, although he is probably not volunteering from all the way over there and mostly underneath Micaiah.
nonbird: (2. a baker's dozen)
Author: nonbird
Lazarus's answer, apparently, is a blush and a quiet, amused "Eep."
dark_light: (skyward)
Author: dark_light
"I continue to be straight," Ama says. "I think within this pile that's my only constraint."
nonbird: (1. quantities of fluff)
Author: nonbird
"...Well," says Lazarus, blushing some more.
yourheartstrings: (⑷ i wanna hold you)
Author: yourheartstrings
"Awwwwwwwwwww," says Ghosty.
dark_light: (why yes)
Author: dark_light
Amariah raises an eyebrow at him. Bells all do the same eyebrow thing, so it may be familiar.

"You're really very cute," she tells him.
nonbird: (5. better make it good)
Author: nonbird
"Thank you."
dark_light: (collected)
Author: dark_light
"You're welcome," she says contently.

Well, he doesn't seem to be biting far as she can tell. What other people are unoccupied in this pile and do not create problems what with this inconvenient straightness thing Amariah has going on?
yourheartstrings: (⑼ hello hooray)
Author: yourheartstrings
Well, there's always—
gunpowdergelatine: Grinning broadly. (♠2/lovin' every minute of it)
Author: gunpowdergelatine
—Ghosty, who comes in variable shapes.
dark_light: (fascinated)
Author: dark_light
Ah yes, Amariah actually has fond, recent memories of Ghosty's variable shapes!

Kisses?
gunpowdergelatine: Reclining, posed in a vulnerable, sexually suggestive way. (♣6/start me like a motor)
Author: gunpowdergelatine
Kisses! Cuddly kisses.
yourheartstrings: (⑵ 'cause they found new toys)
Author: yourheartstrings
While that's going on, Queenie snuggles up to Lazarus.

"I bet you wanna kiss her," she murmurs.
dark_light: (engaged)
Author: dark_light
Amariah doesn't interrupt kissing Ghosty to indicate this, but she listens curiously.
nonbird: (2. a baker's dozen)
Author: nonbird
"Um," says Lazarus. "Well. Yes."
dark_light: (why yes)
Author: dark_light
"Ooh," says Amariah between kisses. "See, I couldn't tell."
nonbird: (3. you ain't seen nothin')
Author: nonbird
"I wasn't really advertising it!" he says, grinning a little.
yourheartstrings: (⑶ we got no principles)
Author: yourheartstrings
"I figured it out," Queenie says smugly.
dark_light: (skyward)
Author: dark_light
"You're very perceptive," Amariah tells Queenie. She kisses the end of Ghosty's nose and adjusts her position to peer invitingly at Lazarus, one hand extended in his direction.
gunpowdergelatine: Grinning. (♠3/I'm all love)
Author: gunpowdergelatine
Ghosty giggles.
nonbird: (6. proving more intricate)
Author: nonbird
Lazarus blushes some more.

Then he takes Amariah's hand, and wriggles a little closer in the pile.
dark_light: (fascinated)
Author: dark_light
He gets a kiss for his trouble!
nonbird: (3. you ain't seen nothin')
Author: nonbird
He kisses back. Shyly, but with definite enjoyment.
dark_light: (collected)
Author: dark_light
Awww, shy kisses, that's cute. Amariah's kisses are not shy but they are also enjoying!
nonbird: (5. better make it good)
Author: nonbird
Kisses kisses!

There is definitely something to this cuddlepile business. Kisses are extra fun when they happen in a pile of cuddles. This he is discovering.
dark_light: (la la)
Author: dark_light
Amariah is so pleased to have had the opportunity to enlighten him!
nonbird: (b. contemplative gaze)
Author: nonbird


"So," he says slowly, after some amount of kisses, "wait, are you - are you test-driving me for Stella, or something?"
dark_light: (cool)
Author: dark_light
"Uh, she didn't ask me to, and if you don't want me to recommend you to her later I won't," Amariah blinks.
nonbird: (Default)
Author: nonbird
"Well... I don't really know," he says. "It just occurred to me that you asked me if she hits on me and calls me cute and things."
dark_light: (collected)
Author: dark_light
"I did ask that. I wanted to know, is why," Amariah says. (Kiss.) "Because you are cute and worth hitting on and she's the one of us who has non-party-related reasons to encounter you."
nonbird: (5. better make it good)
Author: nonbird
"Well," he says, "I guess you can ask her why she doesn't. And then at least one and possibly both of us will find out."
dark_light: (cool)
Author: dark_light
"I dunno, have you got a significant other who is not known to approve of you kissing Bells?" Pause. "Or who actually doesn't approve of you kissing Bells, in which case we should stop."
nonbird: (6. proving more intricate)
Author: nonbird
"I have a, um... no one matching that description is going to disapprove of me kissing Bells," he says.
dark_light: (la la)
Author: dark_light
"But does Stella know that? Or does she just know that you have an um whose lack of disapproval is an unknown quantity?"
nonbird: (a. well hmm)
Author: nonbird
"...I suppose she does know," he says. "About the um."
dark_light: (collected)
Author: dark_light
"Goddesses all you're cute." He gets a kiss. "Do you want her, because I totally can go recommend you to her, it wouldn't even be my first, what'd you call it, test drive."
nonbird: (2. a baker's dozen)
Author: nonbird
He giggles softly.

"I think I... wouldn't mind being recommended," he says.
dark_light: (fascinated)
Author: dark_light
"I shall have a chat with her when I'm all through," kiss, "collecting data!"
nonbird: (3. you ain't seen nothin')
Author: nonbird
"Okay," says Lazarus.

And he kisses her some more.
dark_light: (la la)
Author: dark_light
Yaaaaaay test driving other Bells' potential boyfriends is fuuuuuuun!

Brainphones exist. She does not have to interrupt the kissing to say, [D'you want to be recommended solely for being a good kisser?]
nonbird: (1. quantities of fluff)
Author: nonbird
[Well, presumably you're also going to mention the cuteness,] he says. [Even though she already knows about it. Because I already know about it, and you keep mentioning it to me.]

This is the opposite of a complaint.
dark_light: (skyward)
Author: dark_light
[Yes. Kisses and cuteness, both on the list.]
nonbird: (2. a baker's dozen)
Author: nonbird
[So...?]
dark_light: (fascinated)
Author: dark_light
[So, do you feel like qualifying me to recommend you for any other properties you might have? Among the Whistles or not, there's other rooms in here.]
nonbird: (b. contemplative gaze)
Author: nonbird
[...I'll think about it,] he says.
dark_light: (collected)
Author: dark_light
[Okay.] Amariah's not in a hurry to move on from kissing. Delicious Lazarus om nom nom.
edgeofyourseat: Grinning, friendly. (⑵ extraordinarily nice)
Author: edgeofyourseat
Alice is totally watching them and beaming.
nonbird: (Default)
Author: nonbird
...It is kind of adorable.

Lazarus glances speculatively at him between kisses.
dark_light: (engaged)
Author: dark_light
Amariah giggles at him doing this between kisses!
nonbird: (5. better make it good)
Author: nonbird
"I am having a very adventurous day today," says Lazarus. "Alice, would you like to kiss me?"
edgeofyourseat: Grinning, maybe licking lips. (⑴ you say bark I say bite)
Author: edgeofyourseat
"Yeah!" he says, and pounces gently.
dark_light: (fascinated)
Author: dark_light
"Awwwwww."
edgeofyourseat: Smiling, conspiratorial or challenging. (⑷ wanna try?)
Author: edgeofyourseat
Mmmm kisses.
dark_light: (collected)
Author: dark_light
Well, now Amariah's unoccupied. Anybody looking speculatively at her now?
manofmyword: Conspiratorial or condescending. (⒁ they'rrre cheap)
Author: manofmyword
Ghosty and Queenie are cuddling close by. Petaal has her wings draped over Kas and Micaiah, who have progressed past making out. Alice is, of course, busy.

On the opposite end of the pile from Kas, the Joker is curled up with his arms wrapped around Sue, and both of them are looking at her. Hard to tell if 'speculative' applies.
dark_light: (cool)
Author: dark_light
"Where's Ivy?" Amariah wonders.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
A small white fennec fox pokes her head out from between the pair of them and waves a paw.
dark_light: (collected)
Author: dark_light
Amariah waves. "Thanks for teaching me that hiding trick. I would not be nearly as comfortable walking into a room this crowded if Path had to be out. He'd wind up waiting outside being disgruntled."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"And that wouldn't be near as much fun," says Sue. Ivy climbs over him and into his arms, and he cuddles her and kisses the top of her head.
dark_light: (engaged)
Author: dark_light
"It wouldn't. Anything much in this vein with an unoccupied, disgruntled daemon is just kinda bleah." Amariah waves at the general contingent. "Hey - Aegis identified you as her 'best friend'. Just because she's fifteen or what, d'you know?"
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"...I dunno," says Sue, shaking his head. "I used to flirt with everybody and she didn't want me to flirt with her 'cause she wasn't there yet, but that was a year or something ago."
dark_light: (unimpressed)
Author: dark_light
"I wonder if you're all... Westermarck effect, that's it. Well, her, anyway."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"I'm not," he says, grinning.
dark_light: (engaged)
Author: dark_light
"Yeah, that doesn't seem like the sorta thing that'd apply to you," laughs Amariah. "You want me to ask her?" Pause. "You want to get 'test-driven'?"
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Brightly: "Sure!"
dark_light: (why yes)
Author: dark_light
"To which question?"
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Both of 'em?" he laughs.
dark_light: (la la)
Author: dark_light
"In which order?"
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"I dunno, does it matter? I mean, if you ask her if she's interested and she says no does that mean you won't fuck me either?"
dark_light: (engaged)
Author: dark_light
"Not hardly." Amariah wriggles her way out of her current pile. "Minor logistical issue - if Path's gonna be out to occupy Ivy I don't want to be in a room this crowded."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"I think one of the other rooms is still free!" he says, grinning.
dark_light: (collected)
Author: dark_light
Amariah gets to her feet and holds out her hand towards Sue.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
He takes it, and Ivy follows them as a hummingbird.
dark_light: (skyward)
Author: dark_light
Path emerges as they cross the threshold. [Hey Aegis,] Amariah asks, setting up her, Sue, their daemons, and Aegis all in a conference call, [you don't mind if I borrow your Whistle for salacious purposes?]
autokinetic: (evaluating)
Author: autokinetic
[...You want to - wait - Sue, are you not gay?]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[...The fuck?] he says, actually stopping in his tracks. [No, I'm not gay, why would I be gay?]
autokinetic: (explain)
Author: autokinetic
[I hope you weren't expecting me to draw conclusions about your sexuality from the fact that you were willing to flirt with a thirteen-year-old girl, and besides that it sure looked like it to me!]
dark_light: (skyward)
Author: dark_light
[Oh, you poor things,] laughs Amariah. [If alts ever vary in who they're attracted to we haven't seen the phenomenon yet. Shell Bell's special circumstances. Whistles are - Whistles.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[There weren't any girls around who wanted to fuck me!] he says. [Until now, anyway. But I've had the hots for you since ages, did you not know that?]
autokinetic: (unclear)
Author: autokinetic
[I did not know that! Because you didn't tell me! And even guys who're just space-gay talk about girls.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[I guess I just got used to not flirting,] he says. [And I'm not 'guys', I'm me.]
autokinetic: (edible)
Author: autokinetic
[I know you're you. I just didn't know you weren't gay.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[Well, that's weird,] he says. [But now you do.]
autokinetic: (rapt)
Author: autokinetic
[Yeah. Um.]
dark_light: (engaged)
Author: dark_light
[I'll bow out if you want, Aegis,] invites Amariah. [Or I can test-drive him for you.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[I'm looking forward to the test drive,] says Sue.
autokinetic: (edible)
Author: autokinetic
[...You have fun, I need to think.]
dark_light: (collected)
Author: dark_light
[I'll have a nice informed review along in a bit,] Amariah says.
autokinetic: (sunlit)
Author: autokinetic
[Thanks, I think.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Sue giggles, and drops the call, and hugs Amariah.
dark_light: (collected)
Author: dark_light
Amariah hugs him back.

Path moves to a part of the room that's out of the way and hoots at Ivy.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Ivy becomes an angel, and goes to Path, and hugs him and pets him and kisses his fluffy feathers.
dark_light: (la la)
Author: dark_light
Amariah takes him for a test drive.

[Highly recommended,] she tells Aegis, with Sue conferenced in, when all is done. And then she pulls herself out of the call, collects Path into herself again, and wanders back into the main chamber.
autokinetic: (fold)
Author: autokinetic
[Huh,] Aegis says, now speaking only to Ivy and Sue.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[So, you do your thinking yet?]
autokinetic: (rapt)
Author: autokinetic
[Some of it. I know I told you not to flirt with me back when I was thirteen, but you could've just told me straight out, you know. I didn't like it because I was thirteen and I thought it was part of Unhealthy Sue Behavior.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[I guess it was a little. But I liked you, too. I like you now. I love you.]
autokinetic: (tomorrow)
Author: autokinetic
[You're my best friend and I love you and I've thought you were not-potentially-dateable for a long time now,] Aegis sighs.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[I still don't get that,] he says. [But maybe it's just that I don't even know what me being gay would be like.]
autokinetic: (explain)
Author: autokinetic
[Link me up, it's higher bandwidth. I'm not gay but I can push you what it's like to only like boys.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
He links her up.
autokinetic: (rapt)
Author: autokinetic
She pushes.

Girls just aren't labeled in her head as potential partners. Maybe not in the same sense that, say, chairs are - chairs are not people, among other important differences between them and girls - but in about the same sense that children or - or buggers aren't.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
That is really weird. Even knowing what it is like, Sue still can't envision it for himself.

He pushes back the complete picture of how he feels about Aegis.



He is definitely not gay.
autokinetic: (good)
Author: autokinetic
...ooh.

Aegis is not gay either!
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Yes, she just said.
autokinetic: (c'mon)
Author: autokinetic
If you'd pushed that at me while you were, like, next to me, I probably would've kissed you, Aegis observes. But you're in the orgy chamber and I don't think I wanna be in an orgy chamber.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
I'm not in the main part! he says, laughing. Ama went back out, there's nobody in here but me.
autokinetic: (photo)
Author: autokinetic
I still have mixed feelings about entering an orgy chamber, though!
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
It's just a room with a big comfy bed and a buncha pillows, he shrugs.
autokinetic: (evaluating)
Author: autokinetic
Nobody's likely to come in and start orgy-ing?
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
He giggles.

Not if we close the door!
autokinetic: (rapt)
Author: autokinetic
If the door isn't currently closed, do please close it before I teleport in, I don't really want to witness an orgy any more than I want to be in one. I wonder why Amariah's so different.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
I dunno, he says, and shuts the door with a square, and indicates that he has done so.
autokinetic: (Default)
Author: autokinetic
Port!
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Hug!

He did not put on clothes, should he have put on clothes?
autokinetic: (good)
Author: autokinetic
Meh. Hug!
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Okay, awesome. He loves heeeeeer.
autokinetic: (tentative)
Author: autokinetic
I don't actually know what I'm doing past hereabouts, Aegis remarks presently.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Is there something you want to be doing? he asks cheerfully. 'Cause we could just snuggle if that's what you're after.
autokinetic: (rapt)
Author: autokinetic
I don't know. We can start with that.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Snuggles! Big-comfy-bed snuggles.

Ivy instatiates as a very large, brightly coloured snake and coils over both of them.
autokinetic: (good)
Author: autokinetic
Ivy-the-snake gets petted. Aegis closes her eyes and cuddles up. I do love you, you know, even if I've only been thinking about you as a friend for forever.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
I love you too, he says, snuggling her. You're the best.
autokinetic: (good)
Author: autokinetic
Snuggle!

I do kinda want to kiss you. I don't think leaping immediately into metaphorical bed like Amariah is a me thing, though.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
So let's kiss, he says cheerfully.
autokinetic: (rapt)
Author: autokinetic
Tentative little incompetent kiss? Yes, that.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
How about snuggly kiss?
autokinetic: (good)
Author: autokinetic
Snuggly too! Snuggly is good.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
In that case, more snuggly kiss!
autokinetic: (playful)
Author: autokinetic
The tentativeness is going away slowly! The incompetence is going away more slowly!
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Sue is pretty content with this turn of events!
autokinetic: (good)
Author: autokinetic
Oh, good! Snuggles and kisses and Ivy-petting and some Sue-petting. These things.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Ivy, being currently a snake, does not make sounds when petted.

Sue does, though!
autokinetic: (good)
Author: autokinetic
That's encouraging!
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
They are encouraging sounds.
autokinetic: (playful)
Author: autokinetic
Aegis has decided that she definitely likes kissing Sue. She pushes him this information, since he has a door through her wall now and it's easy and she can.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Ooh. Sue likes kissing Aegis right back! He informs her of this in the clearest possible terms.
autokinetic: (Default)
Author: autokinetic
Do you usually link people in... bed?
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Not all the time, but sometimes!
autokinetic: (c'mon)
Author: autokinetic
How's that work?
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
He laughs. Why, you want I should show you?
autokinetic: (explain)
Author: autokinetic
Not all multimedia. I don't wanna feel like I've slept with everybody you have. Just curious.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
It's nice, he says. My alts like it especially. And it's easier than talking for explaining some stuff.
autokinetic: (good)
Author: autokinetic
That sounds nice.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Mmhmm," he says, snuggling closer and pushing another dose of I-love-you-you're-the-best.
autokinetic: (playful)
Author: autokinetic
Aegis likes that and this time she is close enough to kiss him for it and he's close enough to hear her small pleased noise.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
He kisses back, shining delight into her mind.
autokinetic: (good)
Author: autokinetic
Kisses kisses kisses. She's less incompetent now!
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
That is nice. This is nice. Everything is nice. Sue is getting all kinds of good feelings, and he sends her those too, all happy and shivery and lovey.
autokinetic: (good)
Author: autokinetic
Aegis doesn't default to pushing at him, but she does when she thinks to; she's all comfortable excitement and enthralled affection.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Awwwwwwwwww that makes him happy. That makes him really happy. See how happy?
autokinetic: (playful)
Author: autokinetic
She is happy that he is happy! He gets squeezed. And kissed some more.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Mmmmmm kisses snuggles kisses love kisses snuggles.

(The squeezing is nice. There could be more of that.)
autokinetic: (c'mon)
Author: autokinetic
Then there is more of that. Aegis is quite obliging about squeezing.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Best! Best best best. Sue is very squishable. Alice has taught him as much. He had lots of fun finding out.
autokinetic: (photo)
Author: autokinetic
Aegis is not vampire-strong, so she isn't squishing him quite that much, but she's doing her best.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Sue tells/shows her how much he likes her squishing him.

It is a lot.
autokinetic: (good)
Author: autokinetic
"Mmm," sighs Aegis, tucking her head in against his neck and going on with the squeezing.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
He hugs her back lightly and closes his eyes and loves her.
autokinetic: (playful)
Author: autokinetic
She loves him back! She pushes it. So there.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
She is the beeeeeeeeeeeeeeest.
autokinetic: (good)
Author: autokinetic
Yes. Yes she is. She laughs smugly.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"You are the best," says Sue. "You're my favourite Bell. And I love you and I kinda want to make out with you forever."
autokinetic: (playful)
Author: autokinetic
"I love you too. And I want to do some other things in the course of forever but there can be making out in there."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
"Well, yeah," he says, "you're gonna take over the world, too."

That also makes him happy. He loves that she will take over the world.
autokinetic: (good)
Author: autokinetic
She also loves that she will take over the world!
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Yeah, but she loves it differently. Because presumably she does not want to make out with herself. If she did, there would be many available opportunities.
autokinetic: (good)
Author: autokinetic
There would not! The other Bells are all straight. Even Shell Bell's special circumstances don't extend that far.

She doesn't want to make out with herself anyway. She wants to make out with Sue! Thiiiiis much.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
That is a lot of much!

Sue wants things, too. He wants to make out with Aegis, and hug her and love her and be close to her, and he wants her to squish him, and he wants -

He wants to hurt.
autokinetic: (rapt)
Author: autokinetic
?
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Sue likes pain. All the squishing and the kissing and the being-turned-on are, in combination, reminding him of this. He would like to like some right now, if she's feeling it.
autokinetic: (photo)
Author: autokinetic
Huh.

She has an agony beam installed - it's standard issue, she got it stacked up right with everything else. She hasn't tried it yet. Or she could just dig her nails in a little where her hands are pressing into his back. Either, both, what's his preference?
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Right now, his preference is for fingernails!
autokinetic: (edible)
Author: autokinetic
Pressing becomes clenching. She hasn't cut her nails in a while. They can go in quite a ways, and she might not have super-strength but she does have good muscle tone.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Sue gets all happy and squirmy, and sends happy squirmy love.
autokinetic: (good)
Author: autokinetic
He gets kissed and scratched and kissed some more.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmkisses. Happy squirmy lovey kisses.
autokinetic: (c'mon)
Author: autokinetic
Hmm.

She bites his lip. Not enough to bleed, but enough that she wouldn't at all like it if somebody did it to her.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
He loves her.
autokinetic: (playful)
Author: autokinetic
Of course he does! It's 'cause she's awesome. She loves him too. Nibble nibble kiss kiss.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
Sue wraps his arms around her and squeezes, not squishy-tight but with definite emphasis.

Kiss kiss snuggle snuggle!
manofmyword: Conspiratorial or condescending. (⒁ they'rrre cheap)
Author: manofmyword
At some point, a long while after he went in, the Joker emerges from the orgy chamber. (He is dressed, so his nametag identifies him.)

He looks for Pattern.
bellfounding: (beam)
Author: bellfounding
Pattern's over here, talking to a stray small half-vampire whose nametag says he is called Henry.
manofmyword: Quasi-innocent? (⑽ i wanna drive)
Author: manofmyword
The Joker wanders over thataway.

"Hey, you," he says amicably.
bellfounding: (talkative)
Author: bellfounding
"Hi. What's up?" Pattern asks.

Henry is bored with small talk. He wants to talk about dinosaurs. He runs off to find someone who will talk to him about dinosaurs.
manofmyword: From the side, serious. (⑿ is it the scars?)
Author: manofmyword
"I wanna know about stars," says the Joker.
bellfounding: (lipbite)
Author: bellfounding
"Unless you're planning to quit on Golden and move back to Origin, that's not my jurisdiction," Pattern says.
manofmyword: Conspiratorial or condescending. (⒁ they'rrre cheap)
Author: manofmyword
He sighs and shakes his head.
bellfounding: (inhale)
Author: bellfounding
"Why are you asking me?"
manofmyword: From behind, in the suit, holding a knife. (⑻ nothing in his pockets)
Author: manofmyword
"'Cause I'm never gonna be in your jurisdiction."
bellfounding: (quizzical)
Author: bellfounding
"Why's that a reason to ask me, though?"
manofmyword: Hands, seen through jail cell bars. (⑼ the store by the dungeon)
Author: manofmyword
"Because then," he explains, "if you say no, it won't be about me being in your jurisdiction."
bellfounding: (Default)
Author: bellfounding
"Fair enough, I guess, but I don't want to step on Golden's toes. Metaphorically. I guess she'd barely notice if I literally stepped on her toes."
manofmyword: Gesturing, explaining. (⑾ never start with the head)
Author: manofmyword
He snorts.
bellfounding: (reading)
Author: bellfounding
"If you think I can make a better case for you to her than you can, I'll give it a shot if you can convince me that she should tell you, though," Pattern offers.
manofmyword: Quasi-innocent? (⑽ i wanna drive)
Author: manofmyword
"I torch now," he says. "If I wanna do anything permanent to myself - like, say, put my scars back on - I have to use an evil. I don't wanna be going to one of you guys for every little thing. Betcha Q's gonna have the same problem, wherever she ends up, if she mints."
bellfounding: (right)
Author: bellfounding
"I was thinking of asking her myself, actually," muses Pattern. "Hmm. Have you asked Golden about this before? Or any of the others? Is there some compelling reason for you not to know?"
manofmyword: Smirking. (⑷ coral is far more red)
Author: manofmyword
"...How much do you know about me?"
bellfounding: (bored)
Author: bellfounding
"Snippets that came across when were linked up and I was getting the executive summary. You have a colorful history, you got on Stella's nerves and she stuck you on an asteroid, eventually she remanded you to Golden to be Golden's mint and now you're with that Nathan guy, if I understood what Henry was talking about one of his little friends is yours."
manofmyword: Grinning, eyes nearly closed. (⑶ now i see the funny side)
Author: manofmyword
"Yep! We made a munchkin," he says cheerfully. "Anyway, I guess they're afraid I'll do something they won't like. Not that I blame 'em, but it's kiiiinda silly, 'cause especially these days, if I wanna wish upon a star all I have to do is hop over to, say, Pluto."
bellfounding: (fretting)
Author: bellfounding
"Maybe they're afraid you'll tell someone who will do something they won't like and can't or doesn't have the impulse control to visit Pluto first," suggests Pattern.
manofmyword: Smirking, pushing hair out of face. (⑸ well hello beautifulll~)
Author: manofmyword
"Am I always gonna have the impulse control to visit Pluto first, is the question."
bellfounding: (chastened)
Author: bellfounding
"Yeah, there's that. Are you likely to send Golden's or somebody's sun supernova casually wishing on an evil?"
manofmyword: Smirking. (⑷ coral is far more red)
Author: manofmyword
"Oh, probably not," he says cheerfully. "Unless I forget."
bellfounding: (bored)
Author: bellfounding
Pattern blinks.

"They make boosts for that, yanno," she says, like she's advising him of the availability of a plastic consumer good of some kind. "For not forgetting stuff."
manofmyword: Hands, seen through jail cell bars. (⑼ the store by the dungeon)
Author: manofmyword
"Mm, but too many of those takes all the fun out of life."
bellfounding: (reading)
Author: bellfounding
"I was proposing only one. The kind that makes suns not go supernova."
manofmyword: From the side, serious. (⑿ is it the scars?)
Author: manofmyword
"No thanks."
bellfounding: (quizzical)
Author: bellfounding
"If you aren't sure you'll remember to ask Golden or whoever for whatever large wishes you might want to whimsically make, what makes you think you'll remember to do spooky secret star safety stuff?"
manofmyword: Conspiratorial or condescending. (⒁ they'rrre cheap)
Author: manofmyword
"The spooky secret star safety stuff," says the Joker, "works in advance."
bellfounding: (fretting)
Author: bellfounding
"What makes you say that?"
manofmyword: Impatient, sarcastic. (⒀ nnno no no no no)
Author: manofmyword
luminous_regnant: (attention)
Author: luminous_regnant
Meanwhile, Golden is looking for Mary.
bellfounding: (quizzical)
Author: bellfounding
"No, seriously, what makes you say that, I have not been around that long, I don't know what you saw."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[Yes?] says Mary.
manofmyword: Sitting calmly on the floor, leaning against a wall. (⑺ gonna enjoy this)
Author: manofmyword
"I know how you guys work," says the Joker. "Doesn't make sense any other way, the way you handle 'em."
bellfounding: (lipbite)
Author: bellfounding
"Maybe you should just have a stash of safe ones, then," Pattern suggests. "That doesn't necessitate telling you how they work."
luminous_regnant: (proposal)
Author: luminous_regnant
[The Joker wants the star secret. How much of a disaster is that, please?]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[It isn't one,] she says. [At all. If you don't tell him, he mostly seems to find out anyway—I think the chance of that just went up by a lot, for some reason. If he doesn't get it, there's a tiny chance of widespread destruction in some universe or other someday.]
manofmyword: Smirking, pushing hair out of face. (⑸ well hello beautifulll~)
Author: manofmyword
...The Joker smiles.
bellfounding: (apprehensive)
Author: bellfounding
"What?"
luminous_regnant: (attention)
Author: luminous_regnant
Golden joins them.

"I wish you'd called me over earlier, Pattern."
manofmyword: Grinning. (⑵ simply makes you stranger)
Author: manofmyword
"Hiya," the Joker says cheerfully. "Somebody's not too good at keeping secrets."
luminous_regnant: (ceiling)
Author: luminous_regnant
Golden facepalms. It makes a rocky noise. "Pattern, what did you tell my mint?"
bellfounding: (chastened)
Author: bellfounding
Pattern winces, and brainphones the entire conversation verbatim.
manofmyword: Sitting calmly on the floor, leaning against a wall. (⑺ gonna enjoy this)
Author: manofmyword
The Joker giggles softly.
luminous_regnant: (forward)
Author: luminous_regnant
"Mary thinks telling you what's up with stars and beyond is fine," Golden tells the Joker. "And checking in with her is the obvious thing I would do. Why didn't you just ask me, or maybe Mary directly? Sneaking clues out of Pattern is not nice."
bellfounding: (Default)
Author: bellfounding
"I'm new at - at Belling, I'm sorry."
luminous_regnant: (ambivalent)
Author: luminous_regnant
"It's okay, it's not a disaster," Golden soothes.
manofmyword: From the side, serious. (⑿ is it the scars?)
Author: manofmyword
"I didn't know she was gonna spill like that," he shrugs. "I wanted to ask her 'cause she's from my world and I'm not going back."
bellfounding: (Default)
Author: bellfounding
"I still don't really see how that makes sense," says Pattern.
manofmyword: Quasi-innocent? (⑽ i wanna drive)
Author: manofmyword
"It's about... not feeling like I belong to anybody," he sighs. "But maybe Golden would've been better about that too."
bellfounding: (chastened)
Author: bellfounding
"I should've just gotten her first thing," mutters Pattern.
luminous_regnant: (forward)
Author: luminous_regnant
"Don't beat yourself up about it. Anyway, Joker. Mary says it's a fine idea, I wish you'd come to me but what's done is done, my question is are you going to distribute the information any farther than that?"
manofmyword: Quasi-innocent? (⑽ i wanna drive)
Author: manofmyword
"Maybe," he says. "If one of me wants it. Prooobably not what you wanna hear, but it's true. Tell you what, though, I'll keep it to the retirees. Ask Mary what she thinks of that."
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[No problems,] says Mary.
luminous_regnant: (attention)
Author: luminous_regnant
"I'm not thrilled," Golden admits, "but Mary says that's fine, too."
manofmyword: Smirking. (⑷ coral is far more red)
Author: manofmyword
"Handy girl to have around."
luminous_regnant: (attention)
Author: luminous_regnant
"Very. The power's not that much like Alice's at all, really, though both are useful. At any rate. I'm going to notify the peal, and then I'll tell you how stars and so on work, if you really want to know."
manofmyword: Smirking, pushing hair out of face. (⑸ well hello beautifulll~)
Author: manofmyword
"Yes please," he says, with a bright teacher's-pet sort of tone.
luminous_regnant: (ceiling)
Author: luminous_regnant
Golden closes her eyes and sighs, then conference-calls all the Bells and the Joker together and summarizes what has gone on.
autokinetic: (evaluating)
Author: autokinetic
[Wait,] Aegis says. [Have you all been just not telling your Whistles? Why would you do that, how is it not obvious that they should know how to safely operate the deadly weapons they can basically secrete?] And without waiting for an answer, she starts up another call with Sue. [Stars and up have to be wished safe with the next thing down. Hex to declaw a star, declawed star to declaw an evil, etcetera.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[Oh, hey,] says Sue, [that's good to know!]

And he kisses the end of her nose.
autokinetic: (Default)
Author: autokinetic
[I mention this because apparently the other Whistles did not know, the other Bells were just not telling them, I hadn't gotten around to it but now the Joker's asking about it and Golden has decided to tell him and this is apparently momentous.]
jovahs_heiress: (doubt)
Author: jovahs_heiress
[I stored the information on Jehovah and named Micaiah the successor to my captaincy?] offers Angela. [He never seemed to want to know very badly.]
dark_light: (squinting)
Author: dark_light
[I told Charlie and told him that Kas could know if he ever came by to ask. He thinks it's a witch riddle of some kind.]
she_sells_seashells: (chilly)
Author: she_sells_seashells
[Sherlock's known from the beginning, thank goodness,] says Shell Bell serenely.
cross_and_bow: (business)
Author: cross_and_bow
[I'm nearly as new to the party as Aegis and there was nothing to tell - I mean, I could've mentioned it but it would've been practically useless since access to coins would've come with access to another Bell who knew - till recently. But I was going to tell my Sherlock too.]
self_composed: (annoyed)
Author: self_composed
[I have two staff who know and Alice never seemed to care,] Stella says.
manofmyword: From the side, serious. (⑿ is it the scars?)
Author: manofmyword
[Heh,] says the Joker.
autokinetic: (pissed)
Author: autokinetic
[I reiterate that they secrete deadly weapons for you. If they aren't interested in how to work the weapons safely that might mean they don't want to make large wishes. It might mean that Whistles aren't that concerned with being safe and it's in your best interest to make being safe as convenient as possible.]
manofmyword: Smirking, pushing hair out of face. (⑸ well hello beautifulll~)
Author: manofmyword
[The little one's got her head screwed on straight,] he says with a chuckle.
autokinetic: (explain)
Author: autokinetic
[I think it's just that I've known mine since we were six, but yeah, guys, come on, can't most of you read yours's minds?]
jovahs_heiress: (away)
Author: jovahs_heiress
...Several of the
dark_light: (cool)
Author: dark_light
Whistles in the cuddle pile
self_composed: (thoughtful)
Author: self_composed
receive slightly embarrassed pings from their Bells.
edgeofyourseat: Smiling, affectionate or amused. (⑶ your wish is my command)
Author: edgeofyourseat
[What's up?]
truthwright: (⑷ sweet sweet thing)
Author: truthwright
[Hi, sweetie!]
yovahs_kisses: (⑴ I promise I like it)
Author: yovahs_kisses
[I love you.]
jovahs_heiress: (pause)
Author: jovahs_heiress
[I love you too. Erm, do you want to know how stars and evils and arrows work?]
dark_light: (Default)
Author: dark_light
[Hi, sweetie! I have just been metaphorically smacked upside the head by Aegis and I wanna tell you how stars and whatnot operate instead of doing the stupid thing I did instead.]
self_composed: (go on)
Author: self_composed
[Policy change. You get the star secret, assuming you'd like it.]
edgeofyourseat: Hand to back of head, uncertain. (⑾ whatcha doin' tonight)
Author: edgeofyourseat
[Sure,] says Alice. [What's the secret?]
truthwright: (⑴ my troubles  will be few)
Author: truthwright
[Okay,] laughs Kas.
yovahs_kisses: (⑼ go where you want)
Author: yovahs_kisses
[If you wanna tell me,] says Micaiah.
jovahs_heiress: (doubt)
Author: jovahs_heiress
[Aegis has pointed out that it could be dangerous for you not to know. Even though you know you can ask me to make any large wishes, if you were impulsive about it one day...]
dark_light: (unimpressed)
Author: dark_light
[It's pretty stupidly simple, actually, you wish on a hex to defang a star and then that star is safe, you wish on a defanged star to get a safe evil, and so on. You probably could've guessed if you cared much.]
self_composed: (calm)
Author: self_composed
[Coins spit out extra magic to do nasty things, the size of the next coin down, whenever you wish on them. The littler ones are not smart enough for wishing on an unadulterated hex to actually hurt anybody, but stars and up, you want to counter that amount of energy in advance, with however big a stack is called for to get up that high. Then they're "declawed". Don't go spreading this around, please.]
edgeofyourseat: Smiling, possibly fake, mildly creepy. (⑸ playful as a pussy cat)
Author: edgeofyourseat
[Okay,] Alice says agreeably. [Love you.]
truthwright: (⑷ sweet sweet thing)
Author: truthwright
[Maybe so,] says Kas. [Thanks anyway.]
yovahs_kisses: (⒁ I wasn't thinking)
Author: yovahs_kisses
[...Yeah,] says Micaiah, [tell me, then.]
jovahs_heiress: (pause)
Author: jovahs_heiress
[If you wish on a hex for a star to be safe, then it's safe. If you wish on a safe star for an evil to be safe, that works too, and presumably so on.]
dark_light: (engaged)
Author: dark_light
[You're welcome.]
self_composed: (Default)
Author: self_composed
[Love you too!]
yovahs_kisses: (⑹ best in my tribe)
Author: yovahs_kisses
[Okay,] says Micaiah. [Thanks. See you later, my angel.]
manofmyword: From behind, in the suit, holding a knife. (⑻ nothing in his pockets)
Author: manofmyword
Through all this, the Joker waits.
jovahs_heiress: (breathe)
Author: jovahs_heiress
[See you soon, love.]

And into the peal's call:

[Okay. Micaiah knows.]
self_composed: (calm)
Author: self_composed
[My Alice too.]
dark_light: (engaged)
Author: dark_light
[And Kas.]
luminous_regnant: (floor)
Author: luminous_regnant
Golden sighs.

[And,] she says to the Joker, [for you: it's just a matter of declawing them with the next coin size down.]
bellfounding: (Default)
Author: bellfounding
[I'll tell whoever I hire, assuming I manage to hire somebody.]
manofmyword: Smirking. (⑷ coral is far more red)
Author: manofmyword
[Thanks,] says the Joker.

And he spends a hex for a star for an evil to stick his scars on for good.
self_composed: (disquiet)
Author: self_composed
[It's possible I should tell my staff mints, given the whole secretion-of-deadly-weapons-thing. I'll ask Mary how that would go.] Stella absents herself from the call.
manofmyword: Sitting calmly on the floor, leaning against a wall. (⑺ gonna enjoy this)
Author: manofmyword
"You want I should put a word in with one of the spares?" he asks Pattern.
bellfounding: (Default)
Author: bellfounding
"Mary said talking to Queenie would go better overall if somebody, not necessarily me, were in physical contact with her at the time," Pattern says. "So there's that you could help with. I'm not sure what kind of word you'd put in. 'She's a Bell, she's a little clumsy with secrets'?"
manofmyword: Smirking, pushing hair out of face. (⑸ well hello beautifulll~)
Author: manofmyword
He chuckles. "Apparently the word is 'hug'. I'll see if she's busy. You rather you go in, or she comes out?"
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[Yes?] says Mary.
bellfounding: (reading)
Author: bellfounding
"I'd just as soon not go in," says Pattern.
self_composed: (disquiet)
Author: self_composed
[Good or bad idea to also tell Anna and Sandy about stars and such?]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[Anna will do basically nothing with that information,] Mary reports. [Sandy... Sandy will do something, but it won't be destructive. You're likelier to be pleased about it than not, whatever it is.]
manofmyword: Conspiratorial or condescending. (⒁ they'rrre cheap)
Author: manofmyword
"Mmkay," says the Joker, and he wanders back to the orgy airlock.
self_composed: (calm)
Author: self_composed
[Do either of them distribute the information elsewhere?]
bellfounding: (Default)
Author: bellfounding
Pattern waits.
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[Nope!]
self_composed: (go on)
Author: self_composed
[Great. Any danger to not telling them, or can I spin it as their Christmas bonus or something?]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[No danger.]
manofmyword: Grinning, eyes nearly closed. (⑶ now i see the funny side)
Author: manofmyword
[Busy,] the Joker reports cheerfully. [And I'm about to make her busier. We'll be out in a while, don't fret.]
self_composed: (Default)
Author: self_composed
[Awesome. Thanks!]
bellfounding: (right)
Author: bellfounding
[I'll wait,] snorts Pattern.
manofmyword: Smirking. (⑷ coral is far more red)
Author: manofmyword




Some time later, the Joker emerges from the orgy chamber hand in hand with Queenie. He conjures them a big squashable comfy chair, and they sit down in it, side by side and very cozy.

[Okay,] he says to Pattern, [come have a chat.]
bellfounding: (talkative)
Author: bellfounding
Pattern teleports over, and conjures her own chair - ergonomic and sleek. "Hello, Queenie," she says.
gunpowdergelatine: Smiling faintly, touching finger to lips. (♠4/what he used to make it talk)
Author: gunpowdergelatine
"Hiya," she says cheerfully.
bellfounding: (quizzical)
Author: bellfounding
"Have the other Whistles already explained minting to you?"
gunpowdergelatine: Grinning. (♠3/I'm all love)
Author: gunpowdergelatine
"Oh, you bet!"
bellfounding: (pealing)
Author: bellfounding
"I don't have someone to do that for me. Right now I'm running Downside-related errands, but eventually I'll be going back to my original world and doing what Bells do best. I'd like to employ a mint. Are you interested?"
gunpowdergelatine: Smirking faintly, touching thumb to lips. (♣5/don't want the devil to)
Author: gunpowdergelatine
"Depends," she says. "Do I get terms like my buddy here's?" She snugs her arm around the Joker's shoulders and kisses his cheek; he leans into her affectionately.
bellfounding: (talkative)
Author: bellfounding
"I'm assuming whatever those are, they work for Golden, but can I hear the terms anyway in case my situation is importantly different somehow?"
gunpowdergelatine: Reclining, leaning back on elbows, shirt partly unbuttoned. (♦c/you will never break me)
Author: gunpowdergelatine
"Mmm, pretty much: don't chase me around with quotas or check up on me every five minutes to make sure I haven't murdered anybody, and I'll give you lots of coins when you want 'em."
bellfounding: (right)
Author: bellfounding
"Are you going to murder anybody, I can't really approve of you murdering anybody," Pattern says.
gunpowdergelatine: Maybe thoughtful, maybe confused, maybe dismissive. (♥b/burn your empty rain)
Author: gunpowdergelatine
She rolls her eyes. "Sweetie, I know that. There are probably rocks that know that. Us retired Jokers," she snuggles the other example some more, "we don't make trouble unless somebody's trying to force us not to."
bellfounding: (reading)
Author: bellfounding
"How likely are you to attract attention from someone besides me who will hope to force you not to make trouble?"
gunpowdergelatine: Grinning. (♠3/I'm all love)
Author: gunpowdergelatine
"Is there anybody besides you who's got a shot in hell at doing it?"
bellfounding: (right)
Author: bellfounding
"At succeeding, no, at trying hard enough that you'd have to do something regrettable to be not-forced, I don't know, that seems like it would depend on your style."
gunpowdergelatine: Half in shadow, looking up; sincerity, vulnerability. (♣7/got me on my knees)
Author: gunpowdergelatine
"Tell you what," she says, "if I run into anybody like that, I'll let you handle 'em."
bellfounding: (talkative)
Author: bellfounding
"That sounds workable, then."
gunpowdergelatine: Grinning broadly. (♠2/lovin' every minute of it)
Author: gunpowdergelatine
She beams.
luminous_regnant: (attention)
Author: luminous_regnant
Golden wanders thisaway. "Job interview?" she inquires.
bellfounding: (pealing)
Author: bellfounding
"Yep."
luminous_regnant: (Default)
Author: luminous_regnant
"Have you already been warned about your world's little bat infestation?"
bellfounding: (fretting)
Author: bellfounding
"...No?"
gunpowdergelatine: Smiling faintly, touching finger to lips. (♠4/what he used to make it talk)
Author: gunpowdergelatine
Queenie giggles.
luminous_regnant: (attention)
Author: luminous_regnant
"There's someone who literally does a costumed superhero bit in your world, perhaps she wasn't famous in your part of the country or before you died. She was the primary protagonist to the Joker's an-, overall white hat in spite of the actual color scheme but she did murder my friend and Minister of Temporal Affairs, Nathan, because he growled at her and stood up too quickly. She's just a human, you don't need to worry about her per se, but don't give her any magic, we don't trust her with it after Stella 'owed her three wishes', paid up, and Batlady wound up sending Nathan Downside for a hundred years plus a forking issue like Shell Bell had. It would possibly be a reasonable professional courtesy to keep her and Queenie away from each other."
bellfounding: (fretting)
Author: bellfounding
"Do you object to staying clear of her?" Pattern asks Queenie.
gunpowdergelatine: Leaning forward, hands together, elbows on knees. (♥8/traces of me in your veins)
Author: gunpowdergelatine
"Mmm... that depends," says Queenie. "I'm not gonna get in her face, but I might drop by Gotham. I miss the place, y'know?"
manofmyword: Quasi-innocent? (⑽ i wanna drive)
Author: manofmyword
"And Quin," murmurs the Joker.
bellfounding: (Default)
Author: bellfounding
"Okay... do you suppose that's likely to attract notice from the Batlady, if you do?"
gunpowdergelatine: Half in shadow, looking up; sincerity, vulnerability. (♣7/got me on my knees)
Author: gunpowdergelatine
"If I do what, go see Quinnie?" She shrugs. "Maybe, who knows?"
bellfounding: (apprehensive)
Author: bellfounding
"So possibly I should warn her, and see how she reacts."
luminous_regnant: (forward)
Author: luminous_regnant
"You might want me or Stella with you if you schedule such a meeting," Golden says.
manofmyword: Gesturing, explaining. (⑾ never start with the head)
Author: manofmyword
The Joker snorts. "What the hell would you do that for, anyway?"
bellfounding: (fretting)
Author: bellfounding
"Would unpleasantly startling her be a better idea for some reason?"
luminous_regnant: (attention)
Author: luminous_regnant
"She is just a human. A single person visiting a large city won't necessarily attract her attention at all. Although given the way Bells and our friends seem to attract coincidences, I'm not sure if counting on that would be wise."
manofmyword: Quasi-innocent? (⑽ i wanna drive)
Author: manofmyword
"If you tell her one of me's gonna be visiting Gotham, she'll throw a great big messy shitfit, I bet. Even if you tell her it's not me. Even if she believes you it's not me. If Q just goes, there's a good chance Batsy might never find out."
bellfounding: (Default)
Author: bellfounding
"Okay... maybe Queenie could go in disguise just in case?"
gunpowdergelatine: Maybe thoughtful, maybe confused, maybe dismissive. (♥b/burn your empty rain)
Author: gunpowdergelatine
"Hon," says Queenie, tapping her unscarred, unpainted face, "this is a disguise."
luminous_regnant: (ambivalent)
Author: luminous_regnant
"Your standard power stack included a vision boost. Just because you can tell what her bones look like under there doesn't mean the Bat can," Golden says.
bellfounding: (quizzical)
Author: bellfounding
"...Fair enough," shrugs Pattern.
manofmyword: Sitting calmly on the floor, leaning against a wall. (⑺ gonna enjoy this)
Author: manofmyword
"Mm... separate issue from Q's job offer," says the Joker, "I do miss Dr. Quinzel. She's a friend of mine from Gotham. Think you could find her, see how she's doing, ask if she wants to come have a chat?"
bellfounding: (inhale)
Author: bellfounding
"In person, or would it work fine for you if Jane did it?"
mind_game: (web)
Author: mind_game
[I'd be her ride anyway,] Jane points out.
manofmyword: Conspiratorial or condescending. (⒁ they'rrre cheap)
Author: manofmyword
"Doesn't matter to me," he says with a shrug.
mind_game: (dreamcatcher)
Author: mind_game
[I'll email her once I have a foothold in Origin,] says Jane evenly.
manofmyword: Smirking, pushing hair out of face. (⑸ well hello beautifulll~)
Author: manofmyword
"Thanks."
mind_game: (fractal)
Author: mind_game
[Or, you could compose an email to her yourself and I could pass it along,] Jane points out.
manofmyword: Quasi-innocent? (⑽ i wanna drive)
Author: manofmyword
"Aw, I wouldn't know what to say."
mind_game: (jewel)
Author: mind_game
[Suit yourself.]
bellfounding: (inhale)
Author: bellfounding
"So that's that taken care of. Is there anything else we should work out?"
luminous_regnant: (attention)
Author: luminous_regnant
"Queenie, at the risk of my regretting asking this question, how are you planning to produce large coins wandering around by yourself?"
gunpowdergelatine: Grinning. (♠3/I'm all love)
Author: gunpowdergelatine
She giggles.

"I dunno, I'll think of something. Why, you wanna help?"
bellfounding: (right)
Author: bellfounding
"Golden doesn't. I can, if you want, the agony beam's also standard issue, I think it's only Angela who hasn't got one."
gunpowdergelatine: Grinning broadly. (♠2/lovin' every minute of it)
Author: gunpowdergelatine
"Sounds like fun," Queenie says cheerfully.
bellfounding: (lipbite)
Author: bellfounding
"And if I hire you I'll tell you how stars work, and that's not information for general consumption," Pattern says, "okay?"
gunpowdergelatine: Leaning forward, hands together, elbows on knees. (♥8/traces of me in your veins)
Author: gunpowdergelatine
"Sure."
bellfounding: (Default)
Author: bellfounding
"I think that's everything."
luminous_regnant: (speculative)
Author: luminous_regnant
"Yes, it sounds like it," Golden agrees.
bellfounding: (talkative)
Author: bellfounding
"Want a job, Queenie?"
gunpowdergelatine: Laughing. (♠1/you live for the fight)
Author: gunpowdergelatine
"Yep!"
bellfounding: (beam)
Author: bellfounding
"All right. Where will I find you when I'm done with my errands and ready to move back into Origin?"
gunpowdergelatine: Smirking faintly, touching thumb to lips. (♣5/don't want the devil to)
Author: gunpowdergelatine
"Who knows. With another one of me, probably. Alice or Jokes, I bet." And she snuggles the Joker some more.
bellfounding: (talkative)
Author: bellfounding
"So, at least one of the other Bells will be able to locate you. Okay."
gunpowdergelatine: Half in shadow, looking up; sincerity, vulnerability. (♣7/got me on my knees)
Author: gunpowdergelatine
"Mmhmm," she says agreeably.
bellfounding: (heh)
Author: bellfounding
"Cool. I'll see you later, then."
gunpowdergelatine: Grinning. (♠3/I'm all love)
Author: gunpowdergelatine
"See ya!"
jovahs_heiress: (Default)
Author: jovahs_heiress
When Micaiah emerges from the orgy chamber, Angela is there to greet him.

"It occurred to me that Beast should probably be general knowledge, in case he dreams his way into Milliways again and he's not - recognizeable," she says. "Did you mention him to the other Whistles?"
yovahs_kisses: (⑻ ye a Edori)
Author: yovahs_kisses
"Oh! No," he says, "I didn't think of it."
jovahs_heiress: (pause)
Author: jovahs_heiress
Angela conferences all the Whistles in a brainphone call. [Micaiah and I met another one of you in Milliways not long ago,] she says, and she describes the situation with Beast. [Unfortunately, I don't think we have a way to get to his world and help him and Belle.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[I wonder if I could get there somehow,] Sue muses. [I don't think I could, but I might be the best bet we've got.]
jovahs_heiress: (concern)
Author: jovahs_heiress
[Is it safe for you to try?]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[Well, last time I fucked one up, I ended up outside of Milliways,] he says. [So if that's where I go whenever that happens, I'll be fine.]
jovahs_heiress: (breathe)
Author: jovahs_heiress
[...And do you think that will be a regularity?]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[How the hell should I know?]
jovahs_heiress: (away)
Author: jovahs_heiress
[Well, if you don't, perhaps you shouldn't try. We managed to force the door to Eos despite none of us having been there; perhaps we can force it to Belle and Beast's world. Or - you yourself prove that some effects picked up while dreaming oneself into Milliways can persist. Perhaps there's some way to have him carry a Jane-point home in a way that will let her move someone there the newly usual way.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[Sure, okay.]
jovahs_heiress: (upward)
Author: jovahs_heiress
[Micaiah and I can try forcing the door before we go home, after the party, and if it doesn't work I'll leave a note for him at the bar suggesting that he go talk to Jane in the Belltower so we can at least send someone to meet him.]
pythbox: A book. (Default)
Author: pythbox
[Okay.]
self_composed: (skyward)
Author: self_composed
The next time Stella and Lazarus cross paths, her look is one of speculation.

"Hi," she says.
nonbird: (2. a baker's dozen)
Author: nonbird
"Hi," he says, blushing.
self_composed: (go on)
Author: self_composed
"According to Amariah, you've been adventurous today."
nonbird: (3. you ain't seen nothin')
Author: nonbird
"I have!" he says. "It was an adventure! Did she say anything else?"
self_composed: (eyebrow)
Author: self_composed
"A fair number of things. She said you're a good kisser, and very cute, and that while you have an 'um' your 'um' has no objection to you going around kissing Bells, and that if I wanted to know what else you were good at I'd have to ask Alice or find out for myself."
nonbird: (5. better make it good)
Author: nonbird
"Oh," says Lazarus. "Yes. That is all true."
self_composed: (skyward)
Author: self_composed
"I haven't asked Alice. Do you suppose I should?"
nonbird: (8. nor little nor a bird)
Author: nonbird
"I think you would learn things," he says solemnly.
self_composed: (eyebrow)
Author: self_composed
"I like to learn things."

[Hey, Alice. Amariah gave me an incomplete review of a certain magic-seer and says that you may know more.]
edgeofyourseat: Grinning, maybe licking lips. (⑴ you say bark I say bite)
Author: edgeofyourseat
[If you're asking if I fucked him, the answer is yes, and if you're asking if you should fuck him, the answer is totally also yes.]
self_composed: (skyward)
Author: self_composed
[I was in fact vaguely implying both of those questions. Thank you!]

"You come doubly recommended," observes Stella archly, tilting her head. "The question remains - if you are the sort to go around kissing Bells why didn't I know it?"
nonbird: (2. a baker's dozen)
Author: nonbird
"I'm not usually very adventurous," he says. "Amariah just sort of... coaxed me a little."
self_composed: (fascinated)
Author: self_composed
"She is the most coaxing of us, I think. Would I have to do much coaxing to get you to kiss me too?"
nonbird: (4. particular to the moment)
Author: nonbird
"You would have to find us somewhere reasonably private to kiss in," he says, "and then ask nicely."
self_composed: (sarcastic)
Author: self_composed
"Amariah described the setting as a heap of Whistles. That's reasonable privacy?" giggles Stella.
nonbird: (2. a baker's dozen)
Author: nonbird
"A heap of people I am also willing to snuggle and/or kiss is very reasonable!"
self_composed: (fascinated)
Author: self_composed
"Heh. I bet there's an empty node in the rooms," Stella says. "Is now good for you?"
nonbird: (1. quantities of fluff)
Author: nonbird
"Yes!"
self_composed: (skyward)
Author: self_composed
Teleportation is so useful.

"Pretty please?" Stella murmurs, tilting her head.
nonbird: (5. better make it good)
Author: nonbird
He blushes, and smiles, and kisses her.
self_composed: (fascinated)
Author: self_composed
Mmmm, kisses.
manofmyword: From behind, in the suit, holding a knife. (⑻ nothing in his pockets)
Author: manofmyword
The Joker is looking for Angela.

She shouldn't be hard to find.
jovahs_heiress: (Default)
Author: jovahs_heiress
Of the two guests with wings, Angela's the speckly one! She is over there with Elspeth.
manofmyword: Quasi-innocent? (⑽ i wanna drive)
Author: manofmyword
Yeah. He remembers.

"Hey, you," he says amicably.
jovahs_heiress: (portrait)
Author: jovahs_heiress
"Hi," says Angela.
her_imperial_radiance: (princess)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
Elspeth waves.
manofmyword: From behind, in the suit, holding a knife. (⑻ nothing in his pockets)
Author: manofmyword
He waves back, and then turns to Angela again.

"We wanna change our nametags," he says.
jovahs_heiress: (upward)
Author: jovahs_heiress
"Stella came up with them, not me," Angela points out. "But I think they ought to let you pick your own nicknames as you like, oughtn't they?"
manofmyword: Sitting calmly on the floor, leaning against a wall. (⑺ gonna enjoy this)
Author: manofmyword
"Yeah," he says. "But they don't let us pick the template."
jovahs_heiress: (gaze)
Author: jovahs_heiress
"You don't like your template name?"
manofmyword: From the side, serious. (⑿ is it the scars?)
Author: manofmyword
He shakes his head.

"It's cute," he says, "but it's not ours, it's not us. You know?"
jovahs_heiress: (doubt)
Author: jovahs_heiress
"Isn't it Alice's middle name? I'm not sure I understand."
manofmyword: Hands, seen through jail cell bars. (⑼ the store by the dungeon)
Author: manofmyword
"Sure it is," he says. "And he loves it. 'Cause it's from Stella and it's a cute joke. But he loves it for him. He doesn't want all of us to just be the Whistles to your Bells - half of us aren't, for one thing."
jovahs_heiress: (breathe)
Author: jovahs_heiress
"I thought it was only three of you weren't, and that if you don't count mere employment. But apart from numerical quibbling -" Angela considers this. "Well, what did you want to change it to?"
manofmyword: Smirking. (⑷ coral is far more red)
Author: manofmyword
"Jokers."
jovahs_heiress: (away)
Author: jovahs_heiress
"I realize we already have a few templates where someone goes by the template name and nothing else, but it's not a situation I imagine any of us will like to introduce," Angela points out.
manofmyword: Smirking, pushing hair out of face. (⑸ well hello beautifulll~)
Author: manofmyword
He shrugs. "We want a name that's ours," he reiterates.
jovahs_heiress: (portrait)
Author: jovahs_heiress
"Why that one?" inquires Angela.
manofmyword: Gesturing, explaining. (⑾ never start with the head)
Author: manofmyword
"Me and Ghosty and Queenie all used it," he says. "We picked it ourselves, for ourselves. And we're the most us out of all of us. We talked it out, and that's the name we all want."
jovahs_heiress: (away)
Author: jovahs_heiress
"Hm. Why are you asking me? Instead of any other combination of you and Bells, or a complete conference call?"
manofmyword: Sitting calmly on the floor, leaning against a wall. (⑺ gonna enjoy this)
Author: manofmyword
"Micaiah said you'd probably say yes, and nobody else was sure. He's busy right now or he'd ask you himself."
jovahs_heiress: (doubt)
Author: jovahs_heiress
"I would if it were my party, if we were all having this gathering in Samaria somewhere and the nametags were mine to fiddle with. I'm not sure about the other Bells."
manofmyword: Quasi-innocent? (⑽ i wanna drive)
Author: manofmyword
"Does that mean 'go ask Stella'?"
jovahs_heiress: (Default)
Author: jovahs_heiress
"Well, I can ask her for you, if you like, but then if her answer is anything other than 'I'll just fix that right now' I wind up relaying messages between her and you," Angela points out.
her_imperial_radiance: (excuse me)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
"I don't know about Stella, but Mama's reasonably similar as Bells go and I don't think she'll love the idea because of the name's history," Elspeth volunteers. "Isn't it basically a terrorism codename? It's one thing for one of you to keep it because you've used it for a while, but another for you all to adopt it too."
manofmyword: Hands, seen through jail cell bars. (⑼ the store by the dungeon)
Author: manofmyword
"Innnteresting," says the Joker. "You could call it one'a those, sure. But what's it to her if that's what we wanna be called?"
her_imperial_radiance: (no comment)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
"If you care so much about what people want to be called, why do you keep calling Mama 'Goldie'?" Elspeth inquires quizzically.
manofmyword: Smirking. (⑷ coral is far more red)
Author: manofmyword
"She hasn't asked me not to."
her_imperial_radiance: (hrmm)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
"She doesn't like it," Elspeth says.
jovahs_heiress: (pause)
Author: jovahs_heiress
"Well, that's her business if she wants to ask him to stop or not, but the Jokers want 'Joker' on their nametags and are saying so," shrugs Angela; her wings ripple with the motion. "I'll see what I can do to convince Stella if you'd rather not approach her yourself."
manofmyword: Grinning, eyes nearly closed. (⑶ now i see the funny side)
Author: manofmyword
"Much obliged," he says to Angela.
jovahs_heiress: (Default)
Author: jovahs_heiress
Angela crosses the room, finds Stella, and brings her over after a brief discussion.
self_composed: (go on)
Author: self_composed
"The lot of you are all agreed on this?" is Stella's first question. "Everybody wants to go by the blowing-things-up clown handle, up to and including the telepathic child soldier and the benign Edori and my Alice who actually has 'Whistle' incorporated into his name and whatnot?"
manofmyword: From the side, serious. (⑿ is it the scars?)
Author: manofmyword
"Yes," the Joker enunciates.
jovahs_heiress: (doubt)
Author: jovahs_heiress
"I don't think it really matters if it's to our taste," Angela tells Stella.
self_composed: (thoughtful)
Author: self_composed
"Suppose not," sighs Stella.

The nametag changes.

Stella turns to wander off.
manofmyword: Quasi-innocent? (⑽ i wanna drive)
Author: manofmyword
"Thanks," he says quietly.
self_composed: (calm)
Author: self_composed
"You're welcome," Stella says over her shoulder.
jovahs_heiress: (doubt)
Author: jovahs_heiress
"Even if you're the most central example of the template," Angela says after a moment, "I'm not sure why that makes your name the best name. Pattern is the most central example of our template except for not having any magic - that's why she's called that - and the next best candidates are Stella and Golden. And they all go by Bella. But we're Bells instead of Bellas because that's what we have to cut it down to in order to include everyone. We're all Bells even if the only one actually named Bell is from a bit off standard."
manofmyword: Quasi-innocent? (⑽ i wanna drive)
Author: manofmyword
"Mm, that's not quite it," he says, shaking his head. "It's not that we're taking the name because the name's mine and I'm us. It's that me and Ghosty and Queenie all took the name because the name is us."
jovahs_heiress: (portrait)
Author: jovahs_heiress
"I don't understand," says Angela after a moment.
manofmyword: Smirking, pushing hair out of face. (⑸ well hello beautifulll~)
Author: manofmyword
He glances at Elspeth. "Little help here, or are you lost too?"
her_imperial_radiance: (sigh)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
"I - hm. I can't always do that sort of thing on purpose. Let's see." Elspeth closes her eyes. "The name Joker was chosen for reasons and in a way that are about the core features of the template in a way that none of the other names on offer were. If you had to symbolize Bells with a picture, symbolize and not just refer, you wouldn't do it with a bell. You'd do it with a pen, maybe, or a crown or with some culturally appropriate marker of self-knowledge or mental opacity - Bell is a sound where Joker is a meaning - Angela, you might not have the background for this, but in a deck of cards as used on standard Earths there's a pair of traditionally wild cards called jokers, in the deck but not part of it for most conventional games." Elspeth opens her eyes again. "How'd I do?"
manofmyword: Grinning. (⑵ simply makes you stranger)
Author: manofmyword
"Pretty damn good," he says. "Thanks."
her_imperial_radiance: (princess)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
"You're welcome!"
jovahs_heiress: (Default)
Author: jovahs_heiress
"A wild card," muses Angela. "Yes, I suppose that makes sense."
manofmyword: Smirking. (⑷ coral is far more red)
Author: manofmyword
"Doesn't it just," he agrees.
jovahs_heiress: (portrait)
Author: jovahs_heiress
"I think if Elspeth had explained that while Stella was here Stella would have proposed that you call the template 'Wildcards'," Angela says. "To avoid redundancy."
manofmyword: Sitting calmly on the floor, leaning against a wall. (⑺ gonna enjoy this)
Author: manofmyword
"We wouldn'ta gone for it."
her_imperial_radiance: (Default)
Author: her_imperial_radiance
"Why not?" Elspeth asks.
manofmyword: Quasi-innocent? (⑽ i wanna drive)
Author: manofmyword
"Only tells part of the story," he says. "Picked by somebody who's not one of us."
jovahs_heiress: (away)
Author: jovahs_heiress
"I wonder what we'll wind up doing if we find someone who's definitely a Bell, but doesn't have a 'bel' sound in her name," muses Angela.
manofmyword: Smirking, pushing hair out of face. (⑸ well hello beautifulll~)
Author: manofmyword
"Good question," says the Joker. "Couldn't tell ya."
jovahs_heiress: (portrait)
Author: jovahs_heiress
"Do you care if we go on calling you Whistles amongst ourselves?" asks Angela. "I'm not especially likely to - I didn't really get the joke in the first place - but I imagine some of the others are."
manofmyword: Conspiratorial or condescending. (⒁ they'rrre cheap)
Author: manofmyword
"Mm, opinions are divided," he says. "I think the clearest way to say it is, we don't really want you to, but how much each of us cares about each of you doing it depends on who and who and what the relationship is."
jovahs_heiress: (Default)
Author: jovahs_heiress
"I'm curious what the conversation that led up to this request looked like."
manofmyword: From behind, in the suit, holding a knife. (⑻ nothing in his pockets)
Author: manofmyword
"Somebody - I think it was Kas - said he felt funny about us being called Whistles, and Sue linked us up, and we all thought about it for a while."
jovahs_heiress: (Default)
Author: jovahs_heiress
"Hmm. I'll tell the other Bells, I guess, unless you want to."
manofmyword: Quasi-innocent? (⑽ i wanna drive)
Author: manofmyword
"Nah, I'll do it. Thanks," he says.

And brainphones the remaining Bells as a group to inform them, [The Whistles took a vote and we're called the Jokers now. Stella changed our nametags. Please don't call us all Whistles anymore, it'll make us sad.]
dark_light: (squinting)
Author: dark_light
[Isn't that going to be confusing?]
she_sells_seashells: maybe (Default)
Author: she_sells_seashells
[And it was so cute, too.]
manofmyword: Smirking. (⑷ coral is far more red)
Author: manofmyword
[It was very cute,] he agrees. [It won't be confusing to us.]
luminous_regnant: (proposal)
Author: luminous_regnant
[It would be minimally confusing to everyone if you chose a new individual nickname,] Golden points out.
manofmyword: Smirking, pushing hair out of face. (⑸ well hello beautifulll~)
Author: manofmyword
[I don't mind 'Jokes', speaking of cute. Or is that not minimally-confusing enough?]
luminous_regnant: (attention)
Author: luminous_regnant
[It isn't minimal, but it's improved.]
cross_and_bow: (meh)
Author: cross_and_bow
[Name change duly noted,] says Juliet, and there's a chorus of agreement.
manofmyword: Quasi-innocent? (⑽ i wanna drive)
Author: manofmyword
[Thanks, guys,] he says warmly.
autokinetic: (photo)
Author: autokinetic
[No problem.]
manofmyword: From behind, in the suit, holding a knife. (Default)
Author: manofmyword
To Golden alone, he adds, [A little bird told me you don't like it when I call you Goldie.]
luminous_regnant: (ambivalent)
Author: luminous_regnant
[I have long experience with letting essential staff members call me what suits them.]
manofmyword: From the side, serious. (⑿ is it the scars?)
Author: manofmyword
[If it bugs you too much, I can stop,] he offers.
luminous_regnant: (speculative)
Author: luminous_regnant
[How much,] inquires Golden, [is too much?]
manofmyword: Sitting calmly on the floor, leaning against a wall. (⑺ gonna enjoy this)
Author: manofmyword
[That's up to you, isn't it?]
luminous_regnant: (ceiling)
Author: luminous_regnant
[It is not an ongoing source of misery. It is mildly irritating. Concatenating it with 'your majesty' does not help.]
manofmyword: Grinning, eyes nearly closed. (⑶ now i see the funny side)
Author: manofmyword
[Sorry,] he says, giggling.
luminous_regnant: (ambivalent)
Author: luminous_regnant
[It's not a big deal.]
manofmyword: Quasi-innocent? (⑽ i wanna drive)
Author: manofmyword
[Okay.]
luminous_regnant: (Default)
Author: luminous_regnant
Golden has no further reply.