By demand and honestly 'cause it's that funny.
The contents of an RP log from (apparently) July 0f 2007. This is part of how I know - I know I'm going to hell.
Ari says, "He's a wise guy.. in all senses of the term."
Skeeve chortles. "Nyuk nyuk nyuk."
Miriam grins, "Can't beat those wise guys..." she pauses, "Does that mean he was in that Christmas story thing with the wise guys that got lost following a star?"
Ari blinks. "Ok, now I'M lost..."
Skeeve snorts. "Wow, that was a left turn. Those were wise MEN, not wise guys. You make it sound like the baby Jesus was approached by the mob..."
Ari asks, "Jesus was the guy they hung from the plus sign, right?"
Miriam blinks, "He wasn't? I mean, that's what the deal is with all the guys in the weird hats shaking people down for money on Sundays is, isn't it?"
Skeeve can't help but bust out laughing, even as he opens the door. "Uh, yeah, something like that..."
Miriam (OOC) says, "We're so going to hell."
Ari (OOC) says, "Tell me one of y'all is logging this.. I gotta put it up on RPG_quotes"
(OOC) Skeeve says, "Am now."
Ari (OOC) says, "You HAVE to send it to me. x.x"
(OOC) Skeeve says, "Okey dokely."
Skeeve blinks a few times. "Wait, weird hats?"
Miriam nods "Weird hats. Like the guy with the hat taller than he is, and his thugs with the red beanies, and their enforcers with the short hats..."
Miriam continues, "They drive around in the head guy's car... All Italian and stuff. That's not the mob?"
Ari says, "Sounds like it to me..."
Miriam nods, "That's what I thought. Like God-Father, right?"
Skeeve snickers. "...well, you've made some excellent points there. The catholic church is a lot like the Mob. But t-" He busts out laughing at Miriam's addition.
Miriam blinks, "What?"
Ari asks, "What's so funny?"
Skeeve grins at that. "This conversation is quite amusing to me. But I'm persona-non-grata with the Catholic church, ever since I bound the spirit of a saint to a cathedral in England and got him to recite the rules of acquisition for me and Kawatta."
Miriam pauses, "Rules of acquisition? And you swear they're NOT the mob?"
Ari says, "Yeah, sounds like a shakedown operation."
Skeeve says, "Well, no, the Rules of Acquisition are a star trek thing. We actually got run out of Manchester by a torch-wielding mob for committing blasphemy."
Miriam nods, hugging Ari's arm for solidarity's sake, "See? Shakedown!" She pauses, "And they inspire gang-warfare?"
Ari blinks. "And if they do, why has nobody stopped them??"
Skeeve says, "Well, they technically won the Crusades." He spreads his arms. "Anyway, this is my fabled laboratory."
Miriam says solemnly, "You never get in the way of da mob. Less'n you wants ta sleep wiff da fishes."
Ari says, "The Crusades? This is too confusing..." she shrugs and looks around.
Skeeve can't help but bust out laughing at Miriam's silly accent.
Miriam manages to keep a straight face. Not by much, but she does.
Ari can't keep a straight face at all, and giggles.
Hot DAMN do I miss this shit.
Ari says, "He's a wise guy.. in all senses of the term."
Skeeve chortles. "Nyuk nyuk nyuk."
Miriam grins, "Can't beat those wise guys..." she pauses, "Does that mean he was in that Christmas story thing with the wise guys that got lost following a star?"
Ari blinks. "Ok, now I'M lost..."
Skeeve snorts. "Wow, that was a left turn. Those were wise MEN, not wise guys. You make it sound like the baby Jesus was approached by the mob..."
Ari asks, "Jesus was the guy they hung from the plus sign, right?"
Miriam blinks, "He wasn't? I mean, that's what the deal is with all the guys in the weird hats shaking people down for money on Sundays is, isn't it?"
Skeeve can't help but bust out laughing, even as he opens the door. "Uh, yeah, something like that..."
Miriam (OOC) says, "We're so going to hell."
Ari (OOC) says, "Tell me one of y'all is logging this.. I gotta put it up on RPG_quotes"
(OOC) Skeeve says, "Am now."
Ari (OOC) says, "You HAVE to send it to me. x.x"
(OOC) Skeeve says, "Okey dokely."
Skeeve blinks a few times. "Wait, weird hats?"
Miriam nods "Weird hats. Like the guy with the hat taller than he is, and his thugs with the red beanies, and their enforcers with the short hats..."
Miriam continues, "They drive around in the head guy's car... All Italian and stuff. That's not the mob?"
Ari says, "Sounds like it to me..."
Miriam nods, "That's what I thought. Like God-Father, right?"
Skeeve snickers. "...well, you've made some excellent points there. The catholic church is a lot like the Mob. But t-" He busts out laughing at Miriam's addition.
Miriam blinks, "What?"
Ari asks, "What's so funny?"
Skeeve grins at that. "This conversation is quite amusing to me. But I'm persona-non-grata with the Catholic church, ever since I bound the spirit of a saint to a cathedral in England and got him to recite the rules of acquisition for me and Kawatta."
Miriam pauses, "Rules of acquisition? And you swear they're NOT the mob?"
Ari says, "Yeah, sounds like a shakedown operation."
Skeeve says, "Well, no, the Rules of Acquisition are a star trek thing. We actually got run out of Manchester by a torch-wielding mob for committing blasphemy."
Miriam nods, hugging Ari's arm for solidarity's sake, "See? Shakedown!" She pauses, "And they inspire gang-warfare?"
Ari blinks. "And if they do, why has nobody stopped them??"
Skeeve says, "Well, they technically won the Crusades." He spreads his arms. "Anyway, this is my fabled laboratory."
Miriam says solemnly, "You never get in the way of da mob. Less'n you wants ta sleep wiff da fishes."
Ari says, "The Crusades? This is too confusing..." she shrugs and looks around.
Skeeve can't help but bust out laughing at Miriam's silly accent.
Miriam manages to keep a straight face. Not by much, but she does.
Ari can't keep a straight face at all, and giggles.
Hot DAMN do I miss this shit.