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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: Embark: To the Gnome King!: Hey, look, a convenient plot twist in your favor!: Riddle 3

[whateverknight.livejournal.com]

Squall glared at him, long and hard. And almost killed Topher himself.

And then he snorted and shrugged. "Whatever."

Re: Embark: To the Gnome King!: Hey, look, a convenient plot twist in your favor!: Riddle 3

[angelo_wings]

Rinoa placed a hand very gently on Squall's shoulder.

"You were right, earlier," she said softly. "He's not worth it."

There was more contempt in that sentence than Topher might realize, from how very quietly it came out.

Re: Embark: To the Gnome King!: Hey, look, a convenient plot twist in your favor!: Riddle 3

[whateverknight.livejournal.com]

Squall nodded. "I know."

The game could continue. He wasn't going to hurt Topher.