mcdigitalgumby, this is what I meant by odd things...
More meta that started off from this Leviosa log. God I love this place. ::sporfle::
midhenaer: "Afriend of mine was a witness to Amelia Bones's wedding a few days ago. Hestia: DORCAS I TOLD YOU YOU COULD SAY ANYTHING TO ANYONE!
midhenaer: *COULDN"T
kaesa: ::snort::
kaesa: Maybe Hestia made a typo.
midhenaer: Hestia: LIZ IS STUPID AND CAN'T TYPE IGNORE HER.
greensword: Dorcas: Well, I thought you meant to people who didn't already know.
greensword: Dorcas: I would assume Croaker knew.
midhenaer: Hestia: BUT LISTEN TO MEEEE!
kaesa: Kaesa: ::deadsomemore::
midhenaer: Liz: ::pats Hestia:: She's on high stress at the moment. Don't mind her.
kaesa: Croaker: YOU CAN'T BE MORE DEAD THAN YOU ARE! YOU'RE EITHER DEAD OR NOT. IT'S LIKE UNIQUENESS.
midhenaer: Hestia: ::wibbles::
midhenaer: Stokes: ...
kaesa: Croaker: ::GLARESALOTATHESTIA::
greensword: Billy Crystal: *thinks Croaker is wrong*
kaesa: Croaker: ::isn't listening to Billy Crystal::
midhenaer: Hestia: I AM NOT IN THE MOOD FOR CRAP, BENJAMIN CROAKER. ::glaresatmore::
kaesa: Croaker: I AM NOT IN THE MOOD FOR IT EITHER, AND I'D APPRECIATE IT IF YOU QUIT USING MY FULL NAME.
midhenaer: Hestia: YOU DESERVE IT.
midhenaer: Liz: ::imagines this exchange at the career fair a la adjacent tables::
midhenaer: Hestia: ::GLARESATLIZTHEMOST!::
lostlikealice: Fabian: *to kids* Obviously you want to work here - everyone else is insane and we have better coffee.
kaesa: Croaker: I AM NOT INSANE YOU STAY OUT OF THIS.
kaesa: Chava: ::wonders why all of the adults are shouting at each other and when they'll start throwing food::
lostlikealice: Fabian: *ignores Croaker*
midhenaer: Gabe: COFFEE! ::ignores Croaker and Hestia and goes to MLES table::
midhenaer: Hestia: ::glaresatFabianeventhoughhedoesn'treallydeserveit::
midhenaer: Stokes: ::pokes Chava::
kaesa: Chava: ::whaps and follows Gabe to MLE::
lostlikealice: Fabian: *makes stupid face at Hestia and goes back to babbling about the DoMLE*
greensword: *coffeescreen*
midhenaer: Stokes: ::is whapped::
greensword: AXIAN AND FLORENCE ARE TALKING ABOUT BDSM.
greensword: Meg: *dies*
kaesa: YES THEY ARE.
malecrit: *dead*
lostlikealice: Is that not the greatest?
greensword: Shauna: YOU KILLED HER!.
kaesa: Axian: Er. Shit.
kaesa: Axian: ::brings her back from dead::
midhenaer: Unspeakable!Stokes: ::hisses:: You're not supposed to bring people back from the Dead.
kaesa: Unspeakable!Bode: ::pushes glasses up:: I outrank you. Go get me some tea.
midhenaer: Unspeakable!Stokes: Mrph. ::goes to get::
kaesa: Unspeakable!Bode: ::snerks and goes back to work::
midhenaer: "Meadowes, do you realize what Coyne could do to me? And have no moral apprehensions about? The man worships Death."
midhenaer: Unspeakable!Stokes: ::reflects that maybe Croaker as a boss isn't that bad::
kaesa: Unspeakable!Bode: ::goes back to telling trainees campfire!style horror stories about Ed::
greensword: Unspeakable!Dorcas: ::dead::
kaesa: Unspeakable!Bode: ::sad in a "well, it was kind of inevitable" way::
midhenaer: Unspeakable!Stokes: ::sad in a really pathetic sort of way::
kaesa: Unspeakable!Bode: ::pats Stokes on the head:: Hey, at least you aren't a guinea pig.
midhenaer: Unspeakable!Stokes: ::despises being patted on the head but says nothing as Bode outranks him and might make him go get tea again and he is Busy at the Minute:: Right. The Evil thing.
midhenaer: "Afriend of mine was a witness to Amelia Bones's wedding a few days ago. Hestia: DORCAS I TOLD YOU YOU COULD SAY ANYTHING TO ANYONE!
midhenaer: *COULDN"T
kaesa: ::snort::
kaesa: Maybe Hestia made a typo.
midhenaer: Hestia: LIZ IS STUPID AND CAN'T TYPE IGNORE HER.
greensword: Dorcas: Well, I thought you meant to people who didn't already know.
greensword: Dorcas: I would assume Croaker knew.
midhenaer: Hestia: BUT LISTEN TO MEEEE!
kaesa: Kaesa: ::deadsomemore::
midhenaer: Liz: ::pats Hestia:: She's on high stress at the moment. Don't mind her.
kaesa: Croaker: YOU CAN'T BE MORE DEAD THAN YOU ARE! YOU'RE EITHER DEAD OR NOT. IT'S LIKE UNIQUENESS.
midhenaer: Hestia: ::wibbles::
midhenaer: Stokes: ...
kaesa: Croaker: ::GLARESALOTATHESTIA::
greensword: Billy Crystal: *thinks Croaker is wrong*
kaesa: Croaker: ::isn't listening to Billy Crystal::
midhenaer: Hestia: I AM NOT IN THE MOOD FOR CRAP, BENJAMIN CROAKER. ::glaresatmore::
kaesa: Croaker: I AM NOT IN THE MOOD FOR IT EITHER, AND I'D APPRECIATE IT IF YOU QUIT USING MY FULL NAME.
midhenaer: Hestia: YOU DESERVE IT.
midhenaer: Liz: ::imagines this exchange at the career fair a la adjacent tables::
midhenaer: Hestia: ::GLARESATLIZTHEMOST!::
lostlikealice: Fabian: *to kids* Obviously you want to work here - everyone else is insane and we have better coffee.
kaesa: Croaker: I AM NOT INSANE YOU STAY OUT OF THIS.
kaesa: Chava: ::wonders why all of the adults are shouting at each other and when they'll start throwing food::
lostlikealice: Fabian: *ignores Croaker*
midhenaer: Gabe: COFFEE! ::ignores Croaker and Hestia and goes to MLES table::
midhenaer: Hestia: ::glaresatFabianeventhoughhedoesn'treallydeserveit::
midhenaer: Stokes: ::pokes Chava::
kaesa: Chava: ::whaps and follows Gabe to MLE::
lostlikealice: Fabian: *makes stupid face at Hestia and goes back to babbling about the DoMLE*
greensword: *coffeescreen*
midhenaer: Stokes: ::is whapped::
greensword: AXIAN AND FLORENCE ARE TALKING ABOUT BDSM.
greensword: Meg: *dies*
kaesa: YES THEY ARE.
malecrit: *dead*
lostlikealice: Is that not the greatest?
greensword: Shauna: YOU KILLED HER!.
kaesa: Axian: Er. Shit.
kaesa: Axian: ::brings her back from dead::
midhenaer: Unspeakable!Stokes: ::hisses:: You're not supposed to bring people back from the Dead.
kaesa: Unspeakable!Bode: ::pushes glasses up:: I outrank you. Go get me some tea.
midhenaer: Unspeakable!Stokes: Mrph. ::goes to get::
kaesa: Unspeakable!Bode: ::snerks and goes back to work::
midhenaer: "Meadowes, do you realize what Coyne could do to me? And have no moral apprehensions about? The man worships Death."
midhenaer: Unspeakable!Stokes: ::reflects that maybe Croaker as a boss isn't that bad::
kaesa: Unspeakable!Bode: ::goes back to telling trainees campfire!style horror stories about Ed::
greensword: Unspeakable!Dorcas: ::dead::
kaesa: Unspeakable!Bode: ::sad in a "well, it was kind of inevitable" way::
midhenaer: Unspeakable!Stokes: ::sad in a really pathetic sort of way::
kaesa: Unspeakable!Bode: ::pats Stokes on the head:: Hey, at least you aren't a guinea pig.
midhenaer: Unspeakable!Stokes: ::despises being patted on the head but says nothing as Bode outranks him and might make him go get tea again and he is Busy at the Minute:: Right. The Evil thing.