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Total Members Voted: 5

[The Froggy Ninja]

I want to be Gilbert.

[4maskwolf]

due to not having very much time, I'm going to have to drop out of the game.  Adios, everyone!

[WillowLuman]

Aw

Well, rather than endlessly delay a fairly simple game, I say we just get started with the PBP. Who's still in?

I want to be Gilbert.

Who?

[~Neri]

I'm still in.

[Pencil_Art]

Disregard. Unless I can join right now??

[WillowLuman]

Go ahead. Just name your trickster god, make one up if you want. If Blitz is still in, the with your addition that brings us up to 4 players.

[BlitzDungeoneer]

I'm still in.

[Pencil_Art]

Hmmmm....

I shall be called Kallous

[WillowLuman]

Also, a description would be good. Personality, preferred modes/subjects of trickstering, associations, how they look while being incognito, are good places to start.

[Pencil_Art]

Okay.

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Kallous likes to scare people by making changes to their property, and then changing it back afterwards. He likes to lope around the world in a guise akin to a devil, scaring the heck out of religious people.

[The Froggy Ninja]

Gilbert. That's he name o my trickster. Looks like Tasio the Trickster when not in disguise as the most generic man you could meet.

[~Neri]

Lune. Appears similar to my avatar. Has a hood over his head to cover the ears and tail stuffed down a pantleg when not messing with people. Tends to enjoy gaming and movies, prefers shock value generating pranks, prefers pranks to be relatively harmless.

[Lord_lemonpie]

I might join, but maybe tomorrow. PTW

[WillowLuman]

I'll be starting this after my last class of today, so around 3:30 or 4:00, depending on travel times. Be warned, I'm probably going to change the thread title since its going to be used for the actual game now.

[WillowLuman]

It was a large cafe, large enough perhaps to be mistaken for a small diner. The booths probably wouldn't help that misconception, nor would some of the items on the menu, but for the most part the people within were eating pastries and sipping warm drinks. At one booth, several people sat, talking. Objectively speaking, they might have looked like an odd group, but more for the differences among themselves rather between any one of them and the average person.

One of them, a man in a black, three-piece business suit with a neat, black hat and an equally neat, black beard sipped his coffee as he finished his anecdote to the others. Somehow he'd managed to place and receive his order before any of them. "...and so I said he'd better stay home at Thanksgiving until he gets that money back. Still waiting on that money to this day. So, what's new with you kids?"