
The Jade |

Jester, I live between the here and there, in universe's underwear, under verse, sub-verse in subtextual subversion. Though I oft summer in New York.
Mairk, you've always been more than a starting course to me.
"Don't go changing, to try and please me
Don't wear no croutons on your head...
Mmm mm mmm mmm mmm
Don't imagine you're too familiar
There's nothing wrong in our salad bed...
I would not leave you in times of trouble
These dressings just ain't who you are
Mmm mm mmm mmm mmm
Let us be lettuce, they'll not forget us
I'll take you just the way you aaaaaaaaaarrrrrre."
You know, any of you thinking of sleeping with Mairkurion will hereafter be known as Mairkurious.

The Jade |

Crimson Jester wrote:Mairkurion {tm} wrote:^The real reason I stay on Rone's good side.^Because of the universe he lives in or because of the strange gadgets he pulls out of brief cases?Yes.
Edit: Ninja'd by a plant. Woe is me.
Don't feel bad. Big secret? Jean Claude Van Damme is really the Muscles from Brussels' Sprouts. Ever jealous of other vegecanthropes, the Werecabbages plot his destruction (though his waning career seems to have beaten us to the punch).

The Crimson Jester, Rogue Lord |

[song stuck in my head]
Close the city and tell the people
That something's coming to call
Death and darkness are rushing forward
To stamp light from the wall!
Oh! You've nothing to say
They'll drag you away!
If you listen to fools,
The mob rules, the mob rules
Kill the spirit and you'll be blinded
The end is always the same
Play with fire, you'll burn your finger
And you'll get hold of a flame, oh!
It's over, it's done
The end is begun
If you listen to fools,
The mob rules
You've nothing to say
Oh, They're breaking away
If you listen to fools
Break the circle and stop the movement
The wheel is thrown to the ground
Just remember it might stop rolling
And take you right back around!
You're all fools!
The Mob Rules!
[/song stuck in my head]

Sebastian's Mother |

::The Jade opens his assassin's briefcase atop a skyscraper roof, revealing the black velvet interior in which ten segments of white rod nestle. He quickly screws one rod segment into another, like a take down sniper rifle, until a 10' pole swings hither and thither awkwardly like a pale phallic nightmare in the noonday sun. Is this a walking stick for a blind hill giant? An anti-insurgent device to be used against meddlesome squirrels on roofs? No... no this about survival. Stabilizing one end of the pole against his own hip, he stops just short of poking the soft gut of the person claiming to be Seb's mother, knowing well that should Sebastian ever swing by to see this bodies would rain down upon the streets below.::
*hugs Jade and plants a wet kiss on him*

The Jade |

The Jade wrote:::The Jade opens his assassin's briefcase atop a skyscraper roof, revealing the black velvet interior in which ten segments of white rod nestle. He quickly screws one rod segment into another, like a take down sniper rifle, until a 10' pole swings hither and thither awkwardly like a pale phallic nightmare in the noonday sun. Is this a walking stick for a blind hill giant? An anti-insurgent device to be used against meddlesome squirrels on roofs? No... no this about survival. Stabilizing one end of the pole against his own hip, he stops just short of poking the soft gut of the person claiming to be Seb's mother, knowing well that should Sebastian ever swing by to see this bodies would rain down upon the streets below.::*hugs Jade and plants a wet kiss on him*
Milady, were you not the mother of mine own good friend I dread what leonine passions I might unleash upon thine ample and pleasing form. For the seeded chill within my bones suckles at the kettle warmth of your embrace, reigniting memories long lost, restoring those merry times with fast friends and few concerns. You return me my youth like a noonday rowboat gliss across a placid lake, but I shall burden you no further, save for the most courtly of love in gratitude.
Expect a few odes from time to time as well, as I'm given to mad fits of their composing.
::Uses the aforementioned 10' pole to vault into a nearby thicket of reeds, hiding from Lord Sebastian's punitory, roving reach.::

Urizen |

[song stuck in my head]
Close the city and tell the people
That something's coming to call
Death and darkness are rushing forward
To stamp light from the wall!Oh! You've nothing to say
They'll drag you away!
If you listen to fools,
The mob rules, the mob rules...
\m/ One of the best songs on that album, aside from Sign Of The Southern Cross and Country Girl.
I got to see Heaven & Hell play in Cleveland last Summer. 2nd row. I was in total fanboi mode.

Callous Jack's Sebastian |

Milady, were you not the mother of mine own good friend I dread what leonine passions I might unleash upon thine ample and pleasing form. For the seeded chill within my bones suckles at the kettle warmth of your embrace, reigniting memories long lost, restoring those merry times with fast friends and few concerns. You return me my youth like a noonday rowboat gliss across a placid lake, but I shall burden you no further, save for the most courtly of love in gratitude.
Expect a few odes from time to time as well, as I'm given to mad fits of their composing.
::Uses the aforementioned 10' pole to vault into a nearby thicket of reeds, hiding from Lord Sebastian's punitory, roving reach.::
Just think Jade, some day I might call you Dad.

The Crimson Jester, Rogue Lord |

The Jade wrote:Just think Jade, some day I might call you Dad.Milady, were you not the mother of mine own good friend I dread what leonine passions I might unleash upon thine ample and pleasing form. For the seeded chill within my bones suckles at the kettle warmth of your embrace, reigniting memories long lost, restoring those merry times with fast friends and few concerns. You return me my youth like a noonday rowboat gliss across a placid lake, but I shall burden you no further, save for the most courtly of love in gratitude.
Expect a few odes from time to time as well, as I'm given to mad fits of their composing.
::Uses the aforementioned 10' pole to vault into a nearby thicket of reeds, hiding from Lord Sebastian's punitory, roving reach.::
Den can I call you brudder?

Callous Jack's Sebastian |

Sebastian wrote:Den can I call you brudder?The Jade wrote:Just think Jade, some day I might call you Dad.Milady, were you not the mother of mine own good friend I dread what leonine passions I might unleash upon thine ample and pleasing form. For the seeded chill within my bones suckles at the kettle warmth of your embrace, reigniting memories long lost, restoring those merry times with fast friends and few concerns. You return me my youth like a noonday rowboat gliss across a placid lake, but I shall burden you no further, save for the most courtly of love in gratitude.
Expect a few odes from time to time as well, as I'm given to mad fits of their composing.
::Uses the aforementioned 10' pole to vault into a nearby thicket of reeds, hiding from Lord Sebastian's punitory, roving reach.::
Maybe...if I don't sue you to death first.

The Jade |

::Enters the Atomic Array treehouse, boots sloshing through a thin carpet of upchuck::
"That good for hardwood floors. Sure."
::Looks up to see Callous Jack wearing an ill-fitting lady wig.""
"Um..."
::Turns to see Mairurion emerging from the kitchen area with a wet fronted dress that's dotted in bits of ham and carrot.::
"Ohhh... nasty."
::A sudden bark from the left and another swing of the head, this time to see Crimson Jester air guitaring in support of his angry singing. Shiny and Flash bang their heads in differing time signatures.::
"Rough and ready there, CJ. I can see you've been practicing."
::taig and Urizen have been sitting there all along, motionless.::
"taig... Urizen... I was gone for one day. What happened, man?"
::taig offers only a shrug.::

The Jade |

Are you having another bizarre spirit walk, or did you not get the thing fixed that you needed to get fixed?
Sad to say that enough things are persistently broken or very recently broken, that I don't know exactly which thing you're referring to.
::Cue a muffled trumpet line relating the slow decline of failure.::

Mairkurion {tm} |

Mairkurion {tm} wrote:Are you having another bizarre spirit walk, or did you not get the thing fixed that you needed to get fixed?Sad to say that enough things are persistently broken or very recently broken, that I don't know exactly which thing you're referring to.
::Cue a muffled trumpet line relating the slow decline of failure.::
I was thinking maybe the driveway irruption had spread?

The Jade |

The Jade wrote:I was thinking maybe the driveway irruption had spread?Mairkurion {tm} wrote:Are you having another bizarre spirit walk, or did you not get the thing fixed that you needed to get fixed?Sad to say that enough things are persistently broken or very recently broken, that I don't know exactly which thing you're referring to.
::Cue a muffled trumpet line relating the slow decline of failure.::
I got a guy coming. I hope it's fixed soon before warm weather kicks up the scent and I become the pride of the neighborhood.
Thanks for asking. :)

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The Jade |

Mairkurion {tm} wrote:Are you having another bizarre spirit walk, or did you not get the thing fixed that you needed to get fixed?Maybe Jade took a spirit walk while looking for a soulmate?
Well who wound up being Homer's soulmate? The clip didn't tell.

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Callous Jack wrote:Well who wound up being Homer's soulmate? The clip didn't tell.Mairkurion {tm} wrote:Are you having another bizarre spirit walk, or did you not get the thing fixed that you needed to get fixed?Maybe Jade took a spirit walk while looking for a soulmate?
Maybe it was the talking dog?

Sebastian's Mother |

Mairkurion {tm} wrote:Are you having another bizarre spirit walk, or did you not get the thing fixed that you needed to get fixed?Maybe Jade took a spirit walk while looking for a soulmate?
Yoo hoo! Mr. Jade, I'm looking for a soulmate too...

The Jade |

Callous Jack wrote:Yoo hoo! Mr. Jade, I'm looking for a soulmate too...Mairkurion {tm} wrote:Are you having another bizarre spirit walk, or did you not get the thing fixed that you needed to get fixed?Maybe Jade took a spirit walk while looking for a soulmate?
Would that I could resist thee...
::Leaps down from a rather spacious treehouse.::
Thine twinkling eyes foretold of their arrival in dreams, dear one. They lit the way clear from doubt's sharp edges and the umbral torments of leaving true love behind.
::Hands enclasped, the pair spin briskly in sod-damning pirouette.::