Ahhh, Austin Texas in the fall. Only slightly cooler than Austin in the spring, and unlike Austin summer the entire world is not wet and on fire at the same time. But hey, even if its mid-fall and 80 degrees out side. It’s still a lovely early afternoon. Shockingly quite given the time of day, And you know what, that was okay with Lyra Marshal. Normally by this point in the afternoon, the bottom floor of their home, a bar called the ‘the hungry burro’ was already beginning to bump with life and music. But it was closed for the time being for renovations and upgrades. A year ago it became the the premier gay bars in the city they had been rolling in the dough. It also earned them the street name “the eating ass”. Lyra enjoyed the benefits of her Uncle’s business well enough, the great musical acts and general shinanagins were often sights to behold. But this past week of silence had been nice. It gave her some time to peacefully indulge in some of her unfinished fashion projects. So hard to find good cute loli looking fashion stuff in this hipster town, so she had to make them herself or else spend way to much to import it. To be she kind of sucks at it. If only today wasn’t the day Uncle was upgrading the gosh darn router!!! On the day everyone was going to get and play that crazy new game! Lyra stared at her functionally worthless CPU, the two disks of Sburb lying next to it. Lyra is a girl of adorable clothing but of action as well! She hated that she couldn’t already be online and getting into all kinds of videogame tomfoolery with her pals. She hadn’t been online most of the day thanks to uncle working on setting up some of the electronic equipment. she should probably use her phone to check in. She didn’t mind wasting precious, limited data on her friends. But whoooo. Well, if you only have so much data to use, may as well go for maximum quality with your bestest best buddy. [hider=pesterlog] SS: heeey how is my queen beee on this fiiine day BE: hey lyra BE: im doing pretty well just kinda hanging around BE: i talked with alex earlier and I think I made him hate me >< SS: whaaat SS: I deeeply doubt thaaat any ooone could hate you sugar bee! SS: you waaant an oooutside opniiion on what went down? BE: yeah i mean BE: zzo i was talking with him and i wazz a bit over-zzharey BE: and then he zztoped rezzponding and ended our converzzation abruptly with a obviouzz lie SS: Oh daaarling abbi, did you fiiinally knuckle up and teeell him how you feel? SS: and whaaat, pray tell, waaas this "ooonvious" lie? BE: he zzaid hizz dog got run over BE: i don't think he even hazz a dog BE: and no i couldn't juzzt tell him ;-; SS: well whaaat in the wooorld could little ol' you overshare tooo make him run off like that SS: assuming of cooourse he does nooot infect have a dooog BE: i told him i wazznt wearing anything other than a sweatshirt becauzze im genuinely not BE: i didnt think it wazz a big deal i mean were clozze anyway SS: oh myyy staaars honey beee! SS: yaaa'll can tell a feeela you neeext to naked, but not that you got a shine for 'em? SS: sounds to meee, if the boooy is telling fibs, it's cause he was fluuustered by what you told him. SS: prooobably in a goood waaay BE: i think were both cluelezzzz honezztly BE: he probably doezznt even know how i feel for him BE: and if he likezz me i cant zzee it SS: Honey chiiild, I knooow you boooth clueless :P SS: Boooy aint ever gooonna know if you don't teeell em. SS: heck, even if he dooon't like ya that way wouldn't shooock me if he scambled off after being told about your laaack of proper coverage. SS: dudes caaan turn to duuunces over leeeess. SS: Honestly, yaaa'll should stooop pussyfoot'n arooound and just ask him! SS: Especially wiiith this gaaame on the to-do liiist BE: maybe ill do it cleverly through the game zzome how BE: there might be zzome cheezzy item i can uzze to confezzzz BE: i don't really know SS: Aaaaaaaaaaabbbbbbbbiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii SS: Yaaa'll gonna make me feel liiike some daaamn animated crab SS: Juuust teeell the boooy BE: im definitely not ready yet but... i will BE: anywayzz, did you get your game dizzkzz? SS: Fiiine, I wooon't push tooo hard SS: Yooou are my beeest girl bee, don't want to freak yaaa'll out. SS: And I diiid SS: But Uncle gooot the internet dooown for maintenance of the baaar's wifi SS: I'm ooon my phooone right nooow BE: thanks elly <3 BE: cool everyone hazz their dizzkzz currently zzo im waiting for the "okay" from alex before i zztart SS: Shuuucks, think nooothing of it sugar beee SS: I'll have to go booother my uncle to maaake sure the weeeb is up and runnen SS: Don't waant to yaaa'll to get to far ahead of me after aaall BE: okay elly, i better head out and make zzure that my power won't go out at all(edited) BE: ill talk to you later my zzouthern girly <3 SS: later honey, queen, sugar beee [/hider] Lyra was always in a great mood after a chat with Abbi. Though landsakes she wish that girl would just stop fawning all over her crush and just act on it already. Still, it was good to know her friends weren’t all gaming with out her yet. Oh, wait a minute, she was getting a message from some stranger… [hider=pesterlog] [08:06] -- natatoryCutthroat [NC] began pestering sanguineSouthpaw [SS] at 20:06 -- [08:06] NC: I have learned an intere-S-ting rumor among your -S-pecie-S-. [08:06] NC: People with red hair are -S-aid to lack -S-oul-S-. [08:08] SS: wooow [08:08] SS: nooow I aint neeever got thaaat before [08:08] SS: my wooounds are deeep and extensiiive [08:09] NC: I am aware. [08:09] SS: sooo, who the in the wide wide wiiide hell are yooou [08:09] SS: wiiith your oooh so cleaver wiiit [08:10] NC: Plea-S-e, you do not have to pro-S-trate your-S-elf before me yet. [08:11] SS: uuuh huuuh... [08:11] NC: Con-S-ider me a -S-pectator. [08:12] SS: aaare yooou a freaking staaalker? [08:13] NC: Bitch I might be [08:14] SS: oooh heeell the friiik no [08:15] SS: if you area freaking stalker, I demand you reveal yourself to me! [08:15] SS: And meet me in the ring of honor so I may lay you out flat like the creaper you are. [08:16] NC: Clam the fuck down! [08:16] SS: naw [08:16] SS: heck naw even [08:16] NC: I'm not going to hurt you. Directly. Even though I wi-S-h I could. [08:17] SS: look you got me so flustered I'm droppen my drawl [08:17] SS: YOU THREATEN ME??? [08:17] NC: That wa-S- more of a fact than a threat [08:17] SS: HA [08:17] SS: AHAHA [08:17] SS: okay [08:18] SS: want to hear a fact of my own mystrious threatening stalker person? [08:20] NC: Um.... [08:20] SS: I don't care who you are, where your from, and what you can do [08:20] SS: I [08:20] SS: will [08:20] SS: END [08:20] SS: you [08:21] SS: if you so much as think to threaten me again [08:21] NC: What the fuck???? [08:21] SS: I'll tell you what the fuck [08:21] SS: you fucking poked the hornets nest stalker [08:23] SS: you best believe i never see your sorry ass becuase once i'm done with it, I'll lay you so low you'll be the first living creature to travel the the core of the god damned planet [08:24] SS: getten in my face, talking about my lack of soul, givin me mystrious stalker crap, and then aiming your slings and arrows at me and mine, I don't take kindly to that crap [08:25] NC: It wa-S-...it wa-S- a joke [08:25] SS: HAHAHA VERY FUNNY [08:25] SS: SO FUNNY [08:25] NC: Jegu-S- [08:26] SS: I don't cotton to that kind of humor, friend [08:26] NC: Clearly. [08:27] SS: So unless you got some appologies, some explaining, and some backing the fuck off to say, I suggest you find a very deep hole to hide in [08:32] NC: I mean, yeah, no, not doing any of that. [08:33] SS: well that makes this simple [08:33] SS: now I know where we stand [08:33] NC: No, we're not in black territory, I'm ju-S-t being firm [08:34] SS: What the samhill you talking about? [08:37] NC: Never mind. [08:38] SS: Sooo is this how yooou do all your sooocial interactions? [08:38] SS: beee shiiity and vaaague and myyystrious? [08:39] NC: U-S-ually I'm only -S-hitty. [08:40] SS: Weeell, I'll be you're a little seeelf aware, ain't is sooomething [08:43] NC: S:| [08:43] SS: sooo, are we dooone heeere? [08:43] SS: gooot any mooore cryptic shiiit? [08:45] SS: or should i just go prepare my fists for your eventual reckoning [08:45] NC: Uh...I wa-S- GOING to be cryptic. For important rea-S-on-S-. [08:48] SS: pffft, you gooot alot of baaark but no bite huuuh? [08:49] NC: Well, I wa-S- GOING to give you a tip for the game, but I don't feel very appreciated!! [08:53] SS: sooounds to meee you are just puuuling my chain [08:53] NC: I might a-S- well ju-S-t -S-tick with that part of the plan now. [08:53] NC: Actually. NO, fuck it. [08:53] -- natatoryCutthroat [NC] ceased pestering sanguineSouthpaw [SS] at 20:53 -- [/hider] The troll really managed to get Lyra’s ire to high levels. Lyra never took well to the sort that like to pick on others. If she had been remotely within the city limits of Rich’s home town there would be a heck of an extensive trail of broken bullies in her wake. Or any of her friends, to be honest, though rich’s bully problem seemed to be the most acute. Shoot, just thinking about that made Lyra even more worked up! She desperately wanted to go a few rounds on her faithful punching bag, but it was afternoon and her pet bat was still sound asleep. She’d hate to disturb the little critter’s rest, when it so rarely got the chance to sleep soundly in when the bar was actually open. Only one thing to do, sneak downstairs and hook the wifi back up. Knowing her scatter brain uncle he probably got half way through what should have been a relatively quick and simple process and then got distracted by a different more time consuming task. It was he way. Why did she have to sneak? Weeeeell, Uncle was probably now ‘Druncle’ status. Druncle being “Drunk Uncle”. And while he was a sweet sort inebriated or no, when he gets a few drinks in his blood he has a tendency to run his mouth. If she got caught she’d be likely caught in a rambling chat loop for god knows how long. Using her quickest of youth moves and carefullest of youngster tricks Abbie makes her way down to the bar level of their home. No sign to Drunkle yet. Though you saw the countless half-finished bar-renovation projects along the way. The biggest offender of ‘I started it but then I decided to start something else’ was a rather outrageous one. [url=https://c1.staticflickr.com/1/228/482914033_a6f0c95080_b.jpg]A giant freaking horned armadillo statue [/url] sitting in the middle of the bars dance floor. It was supposed to be a back ground piece of the new musical act stage (which of course was also only half done being remade ). But the dang thing was the size of like, TWO hummers! It barely fit in the dang building! She was still not entirely sure how Uncle got it in here to begin with, it was way bigger than any of their doors. She begged her uncle not to get that damn thing. If she hadn’t spent most of the budget on that they could have had real contractors out here the Eating Ass….er, you mean the Hungry Burro would be already open for business again. At this rate, it wasn’t going to be open again till next spring! she sigh at sight of the absolutely gaudy item, southern as hell she may be but even she had a limit. She hopped behind the bar where much of the more delicate electronics were kept inside of cabinet and found it a mess of wires and various machines. She sighed and began to sort through them till she found the half set up wifi router. “seriously” she mumbled to herself as she plugged int a few more wires “you were literally like two steps from done here Uncle.” As she the router began to boot up she was about to stand up when suddenly she heard the tell-tale sound of a slightly slurred queen song. HELL! Uncle was in the room. No way out without risking familial strife. A sober uncle you had a chance against…but drunkle was a whole different can of worms Well, looks like lyra is stuck here for now. May as well be some other luckless kid.