Of Childe Roland

[gone_todash]

Hile, Gunslingers! I am Roland of Gilead, last of the Line of Eld. There are other worlds than these, said Sai King, and I can see I have found yet another. In some worlds I am only Sai King's creation, in his series of books called The Dark Tower, but some worlds belong to me, and to my friends, Eddie, Susannah, Jake, and Oy. Though I will

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[sweet_madman]

Good morrow, my lord, if I may offer salutations and welcome to our fair brothel. My typist wants to know if you are "totally going to jump Jake's bones when he gets a little older." Disregard her.

[gone_todash]

Thank you, friend. A brothel, you say? *eyes light up* GAN, KA, AND ARTHUR ELD HE'S MY SON, YOU SICKO!! Perhaps to ignore would be best, after all. :s

[sweet_madman]

Depending on who you ask and what you're looking for. There are always plenty of offers made and taken, alcohol passed, fights broken out--perhaps we're more of an intergalactic alehouse, outside of space and time--although I should warn you it's easier to bed a man around here than a woman.

[gone_todash]

That's a pity. But if there is indeed good beer to be had and the occasional roughhousing, perhaps I'll feel at home. And anybody who gets ideas about Eddie OR Jake gets a belly full of iron.

[theboywho_lived]

Hi and welcome!

[gone_todash]

Hello, young sorcerer, and thank you for the welcome. I once knew a boy about your age... *sigh*

[theboywho_lived]

Oh, sorry. I didn't properly introduce myself. My name is Harry. Harry Potter. Er.. how did you know I was a wizard? (Or sorcerer - I get all the slight differences mixed up. Mage, wizard, sorcerer, etc.. I'm sure my friend Hermione could tell which was which though!).

[gone_todash]

I'm well-acquainted with the glammer and its uses and dangers. It's plain to an old traveler like me that you have the Touch.

My greatest enemy is a sorcerer, if ye ken. But do not suppose I think all glammer to be an evil, young sir.

[alcoholic_frood]

The brothel part of Mercutio's description pertains mainly to himself. He has enough in him to keep a one-man whorehouse business...

...But anyways, welcome! I would like to propose a toast to this chaotic limbo. *raises glass*

[gone_todash]

*grins*

This world-to-world business doesn't even faze me anymore.

*drinks*

[thechorusgirl]

Welcome to our strange company Monsieur.

[gone_todash]

*tips his hat* Mademoiselle. Just ignore me if I ever call you "Susan".

[pemberley_pimp]

Strange? My, my interpretation of the place grows darker by the moment.

[antique_adonis]

Why, hello. *charming smile* another one of those rugged sorts which I am getting to like quite a bit. I'm Dorian Gray; you must have heard of me before.

[gone_todash]

The scribe has told me a little bit about you, yes. I must say, you sound like quite an...interesting individual. And I say that as platonically as possible, of course.

[antique_adonis]

Platonically? But platonically is so boring. And you're not a boring person, are you?

Well, I am happy that you've heard of me, though I wouldn't doubt that your typist has a few facts wrong. Hmph, doesn't everyone these days.

[gone_todash]

My friend Eddie is always telling me how boring I am, actually. "No sense of humor, Roland!" "Pull that stick outta yer ass, Roland!" Yet the oddest things seem to amuse him.

I'm sure she has more than a few things wrong about you. She sometimes seems to care very little about the peoples and matters of her world. *glares at his typist*