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[dollpocalypse]

Okay. The world was maybe almost over. Topher was more than a little freaked.

So out came the dice and the cape, and after making a quick annoucement, he set up at a toadstool with some character sheets for some pre-apocalyptic Dungeons and Dragons.

Kid had priorities.

[[OCD is up! Yep, idea stolen from Buffy 7x22, "Chosen." Anyone can play, and if you want to ICly be talked into it, lemme know and I'll have Topher get naggy. I have an AIM chat for this if you wanna pop in -- rpwithinanrpyegods. Have fun!

OH, and a million thanks to glacial_witch, brat_intraining, harpy_daughter and most especially not_a_parakeet for humoring me and teaching me how this works. YOU GUYS ARE THE BEST AND I LOVE YOU.]]

Comments

Re: Tavern: Get Your Mission

[whateverknight.livejournal.com]

"That's silly," Squall told him. "You can't carry an infinite amount of anything. Just say 99."

BECAUSE THAT WAS LESS SILLY.

Re: Tavern: Get Your Mission

[furnaceface]

Jono squinted a little, not entirely certain if that would make it more or less difficult to keep track of what was going on in the biscuit department.

"... Whatever."

It seemed like the best word to use, under the circumstances.