WilsonTurner

Men vs. Women Race to 1000

+1!

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@Fabricant451
>facedesk

Anyhow, concerning Cass's new post

@WilsonTurner

ohp, right, the other link don't work.
@Fabricant451

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@Fabricant451
>facedesk

Anyhow, concerning Cass's new post

Men vs. Women Race to 1000

+1!

Men vs. Women Race to 1000

-412!@King Tai@Altered Tundra

Hi!

@Xandrya
FRIGGIN WELCOME
WELCOME

FEEL THE WELCOME

you're welcome btw

Welcome to the Guild!
Donuts and coffee (or hot chocolate if you prefer, like me), are over there
Restrooms are over there
Interest checks are just past the roleplays, and roleplays are, of course, right there
And the Exit is right over there.

And friendly warning!
if you leave, we'll hunt you down and steal your soul
No pressure or anything!
ta-ta!

Men vs. Women Race to 1000

YOU GUYS ARE POSTING LIKE GIRLS
WHY DON'T YOU POST LIKE GUYS INSTEAD
GUYS ARE COOLER
BECAUSE
...
OF REASONS.
GOOD REASONS.

-417

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@foxygen@flightless-angel-castiel
PHILLY KNOWS

Also, doesn't want to know.
'Cause it is a little obvious. At least to him.

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Philip Howard Iverson

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Philip didn't really know what to do.

He had said his piece, Lizzy was standing in the middle of the room, and he wasn't really comfortable with very many other people. But then again, if he ever needed to sit with someone at lunch, he usually sat with Ariel. Speaking of which, Ariel was waiting at the door...

Phil glanced at everyone, noting a general lack of activity- no one was in a real rush to head out- and decided to be the first, next to Ariel. He pushed himself off the wall, and started across the room, rubbing Lizzy's hair and then snatching a cookie in one smooth motion.

Taking up position next to Ariel, he folded his arms across his chest, watching everyone else without expression.

Quietly, he asked Ariel, "I suppose you won't mind if I join you in your car?"

Catching Lizzy's eyes, he raised an eyebrow questioningly, with a slight jerk of the head towards Ariel- silently asking, coming with? He took a bite of cookie to punctuate it, and rolled his opposite shoulder, a little sore from holding his duffel bag so long without putting it down or even really moving it.

Absently, he wondered what sort of things the group of them would get up to. He was creative enough to imagine all sorts of scenarios- fights, police officers chasing after Cass, angry women armed with pitchforks and torches running after Jamie, Jarek and Jarvis making o-

Oh.
No.
He wasn't going to imagine that sort of thing.

Dammit, it was coming back.

He shoved the thought out of his mind, and externally squeezed his eyes shut. He didn't have anything against the two, no matter how 'close' they seemed to appear, or how much red appeared on Jarvis's face every time Jarek leaned towards him, but it was not a scene he wanted to see. Gah! Political correctness is such a tricky thing, combined with personal preference.

Instead, the scene of Cass-

Frick.
No.

What the hell. This was going to be a long trip.

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@BassDropp
S'not exactly traditional to change a character after IC is underway. Nor would any of our characters thank your singer, now that he can't fix the car when it breaks down.

I guess it's up to Philly, now!
And Google, of course.

Gah!
I keep forgetting that not everything I know is what Philly [or my other characters] know. Because tbh I think I could fix a bunch of stuff on my pickup if it stopped working for wahtever reason.