WriterofReapers

OOC: That is not fair. You chose Onu-Koro! IC: Pakaru"Yes, but this isn't exactly what I had in mind when I made the suggestion, and it was your idea to go to a bar once we arrived."Pakaru sighed, massaging his temples as if to help alleviate a headache that had been caused by his companion's foolishness."Allow me rephrase my previous question: what pointless destination do you have in mind for us once you have grown tired of the food and drink this fine establishment has to offer?"OOC: Wow... that was an entire post of nothing but sarcasm.This is awesome. XD

IC: SalamanderSalamander looked out at the ocean, a strange sense of reluctance holding his feet firmly in place. As much as he disliked and feared water, he couldn't deny that his time spent in Ga-Koro had been nice.Before he could change his mind, Salamander took flight. He soared into the air, circling around a few times before eventually deciding on a course that would take him to Le-Wahi.Heh... I guess I'll miss this place after all...OOC: Salamander to Le-Wahi.

IC: PakaruPakaru silently reached for one of the mugs, his eyes surveying their surroundings. It was loud and had a strange smell, but he had been in worse bars before this. At the very least, the fight that seemed to always break out in bars like this had yet to really escalate to the point that everyone in the building felt they had to get in on the action.Or maybe they did feel that but were just fearful of the wrath of the barkeep. At any rate, it was peaceful enough that Pakaru could sip his beverage in peace, or at least without having to worry about a fork or plate flying towards his head."So, what now?"

My story is planned to span about 20-30 years, but the majority of it takes place within one or two, depending on how long of a "vacation" I decide to give the main character between books.

Go down Niagara Falls in a barrel with Lehvak Kal? Seems... fun. And cramped. Also rather incredibly dangerous.

I also use the old one. I just feel like my eyes are failing me (even more than usual, that is) whenever I look at the new theme.

I, Despair, do hereby pledge to attend MakutaFest 2012, and enter for a chance to win both prizes.See, it's stuff like this that makes my name unintentionally hilarious. Anyway, see you all on the 7th.

This is awesome. Can't wait to see the finished version!

It was getting so slow even I could keep up with it.

It was certainly a terror-filled experience.

You can ask Nuju Metru, but just by reading the description of it I can guess that you won't get permission.

Chols, you are not alone. I watched half of it at a dentist's office.

IC: SalamanderSalamander shrugged at Kearstrun's words, his expression one of boredom and indifference."You're right. I don't care."He pulled out the journal and held it out to Kearstrun."I've already read it."OOC: I always forget... Which one of us was in control of Salamander when he attempted to kill Tuara? I could probably go look it up, but that'd be a pain... :POh, and I really had to fight the urge to set it on fire... Luckily, I managed to hand it over in one piece... Eventually.

Good old days...Tuck, remember that time with the rubber ducky? That must have been awesome. For you. Cause it sure wasn't for me.

Yes. I even went in with low expectations and still found it ridiculously agonizing. The whole time I could only think of the poor people who had watched it before it was given the name "Endless Eight". They could only hope that that week's episode would finally be the end of the loop, and for seven weeks they were proven wrong again and again.It must have been awful.

I had the same idea, but I automatically assumed five other people would beat me to it. Looks like I was right.

Where's the like button when you need it? Anyway, my family had Chick-Fil-A for dinner, which is awesome simply because I love chicken sandwiches. XD

We should have debates about who is the best BZPRPG staffie more often.

IC: Salamander"And I'm supposed to care why exactly? Not to say I'm against giving this to you - provided I get it back - but you've at least got to try to convince me."He slipped the journal back into his pocket, careful to not take his eyes off of Kearstrun. The other Toa wore a Kakama, which meant even blinking could provide Kearstrun the chance to attack or steal the journal.Of course, at this distance he hardly even needed an opening, but Salamander was reluctant to accept that as anything more than a possibility."In the meantime, let's walk to wherever it is you were planning on bringing this. I know it's not your usual speed, but unless it's on the other side of the island it shouldn't take us too long."

That was a really dumb question, wasn't it? I can't even make any excuses. That was dumb... >_<

Ah, so that's what (probably) brought this about. I was afraid he had somehow only just noticed my actions and I was the "culprit"... But I'd rather not take the chance of this not being the case, so I asked just to be certain.