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do you ever think for a while and then realize how much better life would be if you were born in the body of a dog?
[ he's died like 70 times for this. what did he expect.
magnus hits a good existential target with the first half, and by the second half, merle's already committed to reading the damn thing. ]
well i am NOW
if i was born a dog i wouldn't even have to think about it the other way around. i'd just be a dog
magnus hits a good existential target with the first half, and by the second half, merle's already committed to reading the damn thing. ]
well i am NOW
if i was born a dog i wouldn't even have to think about it the other way around. i'd just be a dog
yeah.
you wouldn't have to think about anything but whose butt to sniff and when your next treat is coming.
you wouldn't even have to be a smart dog that knows tricks and stuff.
people would love you anyway just for being born.
you wouldn't have to think about anything but whose butt to sniff and when your next treat is coming.
you wouldn't even have to be a smart dog that knows tricks and stuff.
people would love you anyway just for being born.
all they have to worry about is begging for attention and when they're gonna be fed next.
doesn't taako have a spell that can make you a dog??
it'd probably only last like. an hour tops though.
doesn't taako have a spell that can make you a dog??
it'd probably only last like. an hour tops though.
dude that's not magnus-question, that's a taako-question.
i don't know how your guys' magicky stuff works. i'm just the guy that rips arms off.
i don't know how your guys' magicky stuff works. i'm just the guy that rips arms off.
this doesn't count as spoilers. you didn't learn to dance in like two hours.
unless you did?? fuck if i know.
[Who's got two thumbs and doesn't know shit about what happened in said two hours Merle was back home for? Magnus Burnsides.
Well, he kinda knows some stuff. Vaguely. He remembers the image of himself in a red robe, but everything he was starting to remember past that? Totally gone. Lup and Barry are two mysteries Magnus is far from cracking, meanwhile. He's no world's greatest detective, and the Tres Horny Boys are the closest friends who never told each other nothing.]
unless you did?? fuck if i know.
[Who's got two thumbs and doesn't know shit about what happened in said two hours Merle was back home for? Magnus Burnsides.
Well, he kinda knows some stuff. Vaguely. He remembers the image of himself in a red robe, but everything he was starting to remember past that? Totally gone. Lup and Barry are two mysteries Magnus is far from cracking, meanwhile. He's no world's greatest detective, and the Tres Horny Boys are the closest friends who never told each other nothing.]
nah it's a whole thing. boring expositional shit. anyway if you dig it i can teach you! interpretive jazz. invented it myself. they called me professor merle
[ if it's ever time to sit down and try to explain everything to magnus instead of letting incriminating stuff slip without thinking about it at some point, then merle's calling 1-2-3 not it. ]
[ if it's ever time to sit down and try to explain everything to magnus instead of letting incriminating stuff slip without thinking about it at some point, then merle's calling 1-2-3 not it. ]
uh, sure. i'm very bad at dancing.
i mean i know how to do the macarena and i can crank that soulja boy.
the cupid shuffle.
electric slide.
all those good good dances. but i don't know how to interpret jazz.
i mean i know how to do the macarena and i can crank that soulja boy.
the cupid shuffle.
electric slide.
all those good good dances. but i don't know how to interpret jazz.
trade secret, soulja boy. it doesn't matter if the audience can't interpret what you do with your jazz!
all that matters is if YOU can interpret what you're doing.
and now i kinda want to do the macarena. but you can't just macarena at 3am.
[ OR CAN YOU. 50/50 chance he will in fact get out of bed to do the macarena. ]
all that matters is if YOU can interpret what you're doing.
and now i kinda want to do the macarena. but you can't just macarena at 3am.
[ OR CAN YOU. 50/50 chance he will in fact get out of bed to do the macarena. ]
well, as long as you can teach me how to do the interpreting.
kinda sucks we don't really have, like, music? here?? it's like the door is dodging bards left and right.
kinda sucks we don't really have, like, music? here?? it's like the door is dodging bards left and right.
there's probably one SOMEWHERE in this city.
maybe one that plays a banjo. can you jazz dance to banjo music?
wait i thought you were the big chesney fan, how does that match up with interpretive jazz??
maybe one that plays a banjo. can you jazz dance to banjo music?
wait i thought you were the big chesney fan, how does that match up with interpretive jazz??
is there a stereotype about dwarves liking chesney????????
[First he realizes he's only friends with one elf, now he thinks he's making assumptions about dwarven music taste. Fuck, how does this keep happening?]
[First he realizes he's only friends with one elf, now he thinks he's making assumptions about dwarven music taste. Fuck, how does this keep happening?]
[Magnus is about to apologize profusely, but then he hears that laughter, and he just. Looks very unimpressed at his phone. If you could see his face, Merle, you would know that he is not mad. Just disappointed.]
yeah, somehow, i think the 'maybe' is more like 'maybe not'??
might just be a hunch.
come on, merle. i'd like to think i'm conscious about not being human-biased. or at least i try very hard to be.
i just realized the other day i have like one, maybe two elf friends and it's making me very concerned about myself.
yeah, somehow, i think the 'maybe' is more like 'maybe not'??
might just be a hunch.
come on, merle. i'd like to think i'm conscious about not being human-biased. or at least i try very hard to be.
i just realized the other day i have like one, maybe two elf friends and it's making me very concerned about myself.
you're shittin me.
look kid just think about it like quality over quantity. why have 100 shitty elf friends instead of maybe 2 ok ones? youd probably jump over a waterfall to save someone crappy anyway. and youd be so noble about it that me and taako would have to help.
and then theyd shoot my cousin and a whole town would blow up because theyre a bad friend.
look kid just think about it like quality over quantity. why have 100 shitty elf friends instead of maybe 2 ok ones? youd probably jump over a waterfall to save someone crappy anyway. and youd be so noble about it that me and taako would have to help.
and then theyd shoot my cousin and a whole town would blow up because theyre a bad friend.
i gueeeesss??
the second part of that tracks. that sounds like something that would happen.
i don't know, it was something lup said that made me realize i don't even know the first thing about elves even though i of all people should??
["Something Lup said" meaning she clowned on him so hard he's still thinking about it.]
the second part of that tracks. that sounds like something that would happen.
i don't know, it was something lup said that made me realize i don't even know the first thing about elves even though i of all people should??
["Something Lup said" meaning she clowned on him so hard he's still thinking about it.]
[It's one of those rare afternoons where both Magnus and Taako are out, leaving apartment 201 free of vicious cave monsters and bitchy elves.
Lup takes the opportunity to invite Lucretia over so they can corner Merle together and dig out more information about the future from him. It's not that Lup doesn't trust her brother, she does completely, it's just that she also knows there are pieces of the puzzle he can't be bothered to fill in. Details that may seem minor to him, but really aren't. Besides, even if Lup is willing to take Taako's word as truth, that doesn't mean Lucretia is nearly as satisfied with the secondhand account she'd been given.
Either way, talking to the only other person who knows what's in store for them seems like the most logical next step in fixing things.
Lucretia gets a very brief house tour when she arrives--'there's the fist-sized hole in the wall from when Magnus was having a strong man moment and there's the shredded couch that we can't get our dog to stop eating'--before Lup stands directly in front of Merle's door, cupping a hand around her mouth as she screams for their friend.]
YO, MERLE! [Knocking is overrated between family, ok.]
Lup takes the opportunity to invite Lucretia over so they can corner Merle together and dig out more information about the future from him. It's not that Lup doesn't trust her brother, she does completely, it's just that she also knows there are pieces of the puzzle he can't be bothered to fill in. Details that may seem minor to him, but really aren't. Besides, even if Lup is willing to take Taako's word as truth, that doesn't mean Lucretia is nearly as satisfied with the secondhand account she'd been given.
Either way, talking to the only other person who knows what's in store for them seems like the most logical next step in fixing things.
Lucretia gets a very brief house tour when she arrives--'there's the fist-sized hole in the wall from when Magnus was having a strong man moment and there's the shredded couch that we can't get our dog to stop eating'--before Lup stands directly in front of Merle's door, cupping a hand around her mouth as she screams for their friend.]
YO, MERLE! [Knocking is overrated between family, ok.]
Edited (icon oops) 2017-09-05 06:31 (UTC)
(It's strange that she had felt left out in having not seen this place when it's almost exactly like their quarters back on the Starblaster. For a moment, Lucretia dimly thinks that she could probably consider herself there if only she couldn't see the craggy cave wall out a side window: the mess is the same, the clutter overly familiar. There's even a fist-sized hole and everything. Just like home.
She doesn't even flinch when Lup bellows for Merle, simply closes her eyes with grimace of acceptance until the shouting stops. Just like home.
At least this is really helping to completely dissolve her nerves.)
You know, I think he probably heard us come in, Lup.
She doesn't even flinch when Lup bellows for Merle, simply closes her eyes with grimace of acceptance until the shouting stops. Just like home.
At least this is really helping to completely dissolve her nerves.)
You know, I think he probably heard us come in, Lup.
Edited (rewording ) 2017-09-05 12:35 (UTC)
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