((Elf, are you reading my posts? I've asked some questions of you and you don't seem to have consistently responded.))
Richard irritably sighs at Matthew.
"Not hitting girls will be your undoing eventually. Not that I would, unless forced."
"Would you consider the circumstances I was under forced?"
"...no.
How....no...what..."
He then proceeds to gibber like a spoilt brat denied his toys.
Will moans again.
"Are you still good there, Will? I'm not entirely sure what we should go about doing. Maybe head into the arena itself? Oh, and there go the Gladiator Quotes. I freaking called it."
"Ugh...too much information at once. So much new stuff, all at once. Universes of data, swimming through the goldfish-bowl of my brain all at once...give me a minute, if we don't get some magical girls flying through the air I should be fine in a few minutes."
Izzy seems worried.
"W-what's h-happening..."
"More information overload..."
((I think I understand Golds pain now... geez!!!))
((Ha ha ha!
Seriously, though: One of the s,lightly annoying things about college is how the choppy schedule leads to me using absurd amounts of time catching up to this kind of game on the forums.))
((...I didn't get ninja'd!?))
((I know, right?))
"I'm fine, my scythe does that when it's being used as a weapon..."
<As opposed to what, an agricultural tool?>"Scythes are used as such..."
Also GWG, Stella may be able to transform, but it's more like she has two bodies than a magical girl transformation both are as much truly her as the other, but I don't know much about magical girls so meh.))
((I don't know much about them, either. But given that the magical forms of RotMG characters range from demons possessing the girl to suppressed emotional characteristics to some sort of ancestral spirit...))
Mini!Selina glides over to Stella, gently poking her face with one of her tiny fingers.
((They're in the same place now?))
Matthew looks over at Will.
"Um, is he okay?"
I, SIR, am Stella Wyrm, trainee Hero. And what do you mean by heretic? You are very loud for a spiritual man.
Stella is getting more visible uncomfortable now
Angel and Angel decide to hug Stella. She sounds like she needs it.
((FYI, Angel and Angel are both five-year-old little girls.))
"Ladies, ladies! Don't you folks know the slightest thing about gun safety? Don't point it at anything you don't want to put a hole in."
<She's following that rule.>
I guess you have never heard of freedom of religion then. and no I do not worship this so called god-emperor, I am more an empirical evidence sort of girl
<Agnostic, eh? Well, let me give you some firsthand testimony of-->"
Nuriel, she can't hear you."
<...Damn. I'm just used to these mind-bracelet thingies.>