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I suppose our captors believe they have quite the sense of humor, what with these miserable costumes.

Hmph. I refuse to allow them the satisfaction of spoiling my birthday.

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*Rachel is wandering somewhere through the village, perhaps in search of tea. Why does she look pissed off? Why, because she's dressed as another vampire loli, and being clad in Remilia's outfit any longer than she needs to be is rather infuriating.*

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Given that any and all other alterations to this thing are immediately reverted, I doubt that would fare any better.

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So just come over and hang out with me and Andrew. We don't care. And we're getting a tabletop campaign together for good times.

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*A bit of a pause.* ...a what?

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[steadfastest.livejournal.com]

A little roleplaying campaign? A party? Some action with the 20-sided die? You up for it? You'd be great!

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*This is the most horrible mental image ever.* I have no idea what you're talking about. If this is one of your perverted teenage fantasies, I want no part in it.

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[steadfastest.livejournal.com]

It's a GAME, Rachel. To pass the time! Each player picks a character, and then we send them on quests together. And one person is the dungeon master--or "Game Manager", if you will--and that person organizes the quest and moves it along.

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Very well.

And the point in all this is what?

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[steadfastest.livejournal.com]

Well that depends on who you are. If you're ME, the point is to have fun. If you're ANDREW, the point is probably hovering somewhere between "I need to preserve my geek cred" and "I actually think I am a dwarven mage." If you're YOU--?

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If you were me, you could not see what would be "fun" about this silly little game of pretense.

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[steadfastest.livejournal.com]

[There is an audible sigh.] Look, you're steamrolling me for offering you some kind of social "out" while you're dressed like whoever-she-is. What if we let you be the DM? [She'll have to fight Andrew for that role.]

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That would imply that I wanted to direct such things in the first place.

...very well. If you insist, I shall sit in and see if this warrants your interest.

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[steadfastest.livejournal.com]

Sweet! You won't regret it, Rach.

[[OOC: Andrew's player agrees: a log of this should be done.]

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*Dryly* ...you say that as if I am not already.

(ooc: Yes. XD Poor guys. WHAT HAVE YOU WROUGHT, XANDER.)

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[steadfastest.livejournal.com]

You're just saying that because you're cold and heartless. But somewhere deep inside, you're jumping up and down, cold and heartless and excited.

{{AHHHH I KNOW NOT!!!! BUT I REALLY WANT TO SEE THIS HAPPEN!}}}

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*There is a sigh. She is making this face at you, Xander. Can you hear it in her voice?*

And when will the "festivities" begin?

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[steadfastest.livejournal.com]

How about I just call you?

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Fine. This is acceptable.

And you will tell no one that I joined you for this game.

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[steadfastest.livejournal.com]

These lips? Sealed.