Base Camp | Special Collections | Laaaaate Saturday Night

[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: Embark: To the Gnome King!: UH OH, YOUR BOAT IS BROKEN

[angelo_wings]

"You're just mad that your boots weren't that awesome," Rinoa sniffed. "Not everyone can rock diamond boots and mine actually gave me a Plus Two to Awesomeness. It said that on here."

Re: Embark: To the Gnome King!: UH OH, YOUR BOAT IS BROKEN

[glacial_queen]

"I'm sorry you needed boots to increase your awesomeness," Karla said sweetly. "Mine is all natural."

Re: Embark: To the Gnome King!: UH OH, YOUR BOAT IS BROKEN

[angelo_wings]

"Unlike your hair," Rinoa cooed.

Re: Embark: To the Gnome King!: UH OH, YOUR BOAT IS BROKEN

[glacial_queen]

Karla's jaw dropped and her hand flew to her hair. "You take that back right now!" she demanded.

She had already been in one real catfight today, Rinoa. Don't make her make it two!