GLoG 26: Now With 100% More Things Trying to Nom You!

[The Bushranger]

Dani blushes brightly, but bows back.
Um, thanks?



Quinn's eyes widen for a moment.
Then she shakes her spork at Tobias.
Yeah. It has a love potion in it.
Counterbattery!



((^ And that was the offer.
Cleric traning.
In service of a lust goddess... ))

[FireFox]

Dropping the high-priestess demeanor, Angela leans in to kiss both of Dani's cheeks. Don't let any of them make your choice for you, beautiful...


Tobias nods sagely. Then lunges across the table, trying to grab and smooch Quinn.

[billtodamax]

"Don't worry about it, there was nothing you could do." Says Susan, reassuringly. "If anything, it's my fault." She says. Of course, via a long string of events, it's actually Dipsnig's fault. Oh, and then lots of stuff happens. Susan tries to get a sniff of the lamb to smell if there is indeed any love potion in it.

[The Bushranger]

Dani blushes even redder, and nods.
I won't...
And she goes to return the gesture in kind.


Quinn would answer Susan, but, at the moment, she's too busy being ambush-smooched!

Susan will discover, that the lamb chop is clean of contiminants.
And smells delicious.

[FireFox]

After her own cheeks are kissed, Angela smiles, an expression less predatory than childishly pleased. Without another word, she goes back to her room.

Tobias holds the kiss, becoming more softer than his original attack.

[The Bushranger]

Dani, still beet red, slowly undresses and then crawls into bed.
Still, to be honest, feeling confused and hurt. Yet at the same time...determined?
She drifts off into a restless sleep.




Quinn finds herself reprociating the kiss, her cheeks a distinct shade of pink, but feeling quite happy.



The lamb chop remains clean as a whistle.

[billtodamax]

Susan sits there. Feeling really really awkward. That'll happen when two people near you start spontaneously kissing.

[Inigo Montoya]

Inigo sighs and leaves the base through the portal.

[FireFox]

And then Tobias' eyes snap open in "shock", and he pulls back, spitting in "disgust".
You drugged me with a love potion!?

[The Bushranger]

Susan could eat the lamb chop?


Quinn giggles and shakes her head.
Nope. There's nothing in that chop that the lamb didn't put in it itself.

[billtodamax]

"No, she didn't." Says Susan. That lamb's clean. In fact..." Susan leans over to try and steal the lamb and start eating it. In between mouthfuls she says: "It's quite nice."

[FireFox]

Yeah, right. He wipes his mouth on his sleeve and glares at her. I should slap you for taking advantage of me like that. He stands in disgust and starts to leave the kitchen.

[The Bushranger]

It contained an undetectable love potion! Now Susan is in love with them both!


Or I could just stake you again, Quinn says in a nonchalant tone, although there is a hint of...discomfort? somewhere deep in her eyes...

[billtodamax]

"I think he's embarrassed." Susan says to Quinn.

[FireFox]

Tobias sighs. I'm sure you'd want to do that, huh? Just increase the dosage then. He crooks a finger at her ever so slightly, so that Susan can't see, and goes into the Rose Garden.

[The Bushranger]

Maybe...
Quinn sighs, then ***** an eyebrow.
I should apologise. Excuse me, please?
Standing, she goes to follow Tobias, curiously.

[Ashen Lilies]

Oh look. Chas deadtimed. How... unexpected. :rollseyes:


The paperclips disappear. Foul things. And in the place of the original paperclip shimmers a wizard. A wizard unlike any other. A tall, hooded robe, hangs on his similarly tall, almost skeletal frame, the velvety cloth colored a disconcerting shade of mauve. His bony, dark skinned and irregular hands clutched a warped, twisted staff of willow, topped with a rabbit skull. His face is not visible, covered with polished gold Comedy Mask, the contorted expression of laughter and merriness seemingly at odds with the wearer's menacing frame. Indeed, it is none other than the dreaded Roflmancer, Champion of Chaos, Harbinger of Hilarity, Paragon of Pantomime, Auspice of Alliteration, and in fact the only known person to have heard the Funniest Joke in the World... and survived...
"Hmm..." He says, scratching the chin of his mask thoughtfully, "I'm going to have to find a way to be rid of these deadtime oozes."
He shimmers out of visibility.
It appears he did not teleport out as was previously observed, but instead turned intangible and invisible and slipped out of Avatar's hands.

[FireFox]

When she gets there, Tobias is pacing around in a small circle. He sighs with an air of resignation and walks up to Quinn before trying to kiss her again.

[billtodamax]

Susan grins a grin that makes you want to hit it with a brick.
"Sure, I'll stay here."

[The Bushranger]

Fortunatly for Susan, Quinn is fresh out of bricks.



And being kissed in the Rose Garden!
Not quite as surprised this time, but just as appreciative.
And trying to slip her arms around him as she kisses back.

[FireFox]

Tobias, after quite some time with his own arms around the paladin, breaks it with a sigh. Damn you... I shouldn't get attached...

[Ashen Lilies]

But the Roflmancer is not. A Brown Brick goes flying at Susan's Smile.
...
I told you he was the Auspice of Alliteration.

[The Bushranger]

Quinn looks down, trying to hide the expression of sadness that flits across her face, but nods. I...I understand.

[FireFox]

Tobias groans in regret and tries to give Quinn one last, surprisingly chaste, kiss before disappearing.

[billtodamax]

Susan catches the brick with one hand. Then she turns to the roflmancer.
"Yes?"

[The Bushranger]

Quinn returns the kiss, in the same fashion, before watching him dissapear...

With a sigh, she quietly heads for her room.

((Sleepy BR is sleepy...Deadtime))

[Ashen Lilies]

Unfortunately, the Roflmancer is INVISIBLE!!! And also odorless. And also deadtimed.

((deadtime))

[Falgorn]

Marcos slowly wakes up in Angela's room. His memory about yesterday night is fuzzy, but he immediately feels his aching neck.
Damn, what the hell did she do to me? He asks himself. He applies some stuff to it do it doesn't get infected. He sighs, gets up, and heads to the Training Room.

[Fredthefighter]

Johnny Boy is in the training room, practising Kung-fu on a punching bag. He looks like he's trying to get something out of his system, but it doesn't look like it's anger.

[Falgorn]

Marcos, who's working on a punching bag himself, smiles and Johnny, if it's possible, while beating the crap out of a boxing bag. Hey, Johnny.

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Elsewhere, there is a knock on the door.