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Sophronia to Reginald: I cannot imagine why you would think a fairy who doesn't like you would do what you want. I barely do what you want, and I ''like'' you! | |||
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It only remained for Gregory to be browbeaten into telling his mother the news about his ladylove. | It only remained for Gregory to be browbeaten into telling his mother the news about his ladylove. | ||
Gregory: Remember when I said that I needed a woman who is bold, but not brazen? I've revised my thinking, I believe that brazen is exactly the sort of woman I'm looking for. | |||
Gregory's Mother: Wonderful, London is full of ladies with brazen personalities. | |||
Gregory: There is one who outshines the rest. | Gregory: There is one who outshines the rest. | ||
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Gregory: We're still figuring that out. (realizes how that sounds) | Gregory: We're still figuring that out. (realizes how that sounds) | ||
Gregory's Mother: How small can you make yourself. | |||
Gregory: Small enough. (pause) I never would have expected that to be helpful. | |||
Now, Gregory did not think at all kindly of Lord Winston Beauchamp, Alice's cousin. Nevertheless, he found himself in an odd position when Winston filled Gregory's mother in on just what Gregory's important Save the World (from the Martians) mission was. | Now, Gregory did not think at all kindly of Lord Winston Beauchamp, Alice's cousin. Nevertheless, he found himself in an odd position when Winston filled Gregory's mother in on just what Gregory's important Save the World (from the Martians) mission was. | ||
Gregory (as Winston leads his mother into a dance so that they can talk): Thank you very much, Lord Beauchamp. (beat) That is not a sentence I expected to utter tonight. Or any time this century. (NB: The year is 1840.) | Gregory (as Winston leads his mother into a dance so that they can talk): Thank you very much, Lord Beauchamp. (beat, whispered to Sophronia) That is not a sentence I expected to utter tonight. Or any time this century. (NB: The year is 1840.) | ||
Gregory, aka the Pennsington Heir (sort of) to Sophronia: How | Gregory, aka the Pennsington Heir (sort of) to Sophronia: How _would_ you like to be the new Lady Pennsington? | ||
Sophronia (flustered): Can we work on there still being a British Government first? (on account of the Martian problem, naturally) | Sophronia (flustered): Can we work on there still being a British Government first? (on account of the Martian problem, naturally) | ||
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Emile is fourteen! | Emile is fourteen! | ||
The vast | The vast majority of twelve year olds that I have met -- and I have met quite a few... | ||
No! Nonono! One of these days, I will finish a sentence in front of you! | No! Nonono! One of these days, I will finish a sentence in front of you! |
Latest revision as of 07:09, 22 October 2012
Story Games Bite Sized Thread
Grammar and romance seemed to be the topics of interest in Kerberos Fate.
Victor: "On" I think is the preposition you were looking for, Alice.
Lady Alice: With what does Victor agree?
Sophronia, the 9-inch Clockwork Fairy to Gregory, the shapeshifter: How do you expect me to argue with a duck? Turn into something reasonable!
He turned into a platypus.
Sophronia to Reginald: I cannot imagine why you would think a fairy who doesn't like you would do what you want. I barely do what you want, and I like you!
Gregory to Victor; No! Nonono! One of these days, I will finish a sentence in front of you!
Victor (about one of Alice's suggestions): I suggested that ten minutes ago.
Gregory: I couldn't hear you -- you were too loud.
Alice (talking about psychic mediums they know after a young nobleman has asked for her to use her psychic talents on his project, rather than on her more urgent one): Do we have to count the one in Africa? (nb: He is British and rather a putz. I suspect Lady Alice would be perfectly happy to count a competent African medium, if she happened to know one.)
Victor: If we want to make it plural. But there is Dominic Creahador. Who hates all nobles.
Player (obviously Out of Character): We should introduce him to Dominic Creahador. They can have a buddy movie.
Gregory (as he's trying to court Sophronia): I'm afraid I'm badly botching this.
Sophronia's player: Sophronia kisses you.
It only remained for Gregory to be browbeaten into telling his mother the news about his ladylove.
Gregory: Remember when I said that I needed a woman who is bold, but not brazen? I've revised my thinking, I believe that brazen is exactly the sort of woman I'm looking for.
Gregory's Mother: Wonderful, London is full of ladies with brazen personalities.
Gregory: There is one who outshines the rest.
Gregory's Mother: And does this solar paragon have a name?
Gregory: If it were anyone other than you, I'd say to sit down.
Gregory's Mother (dramatizing for effect): Oh! She has a name. I must sit down at once!
Gregory's Mother (on learning the details): Does the anatomy work?
Gregory: We're still figuring that out. (realizes how that sounds)
Gregory's Mother: How small can you make yourself.
Gregory: Small enough. (pause) I never would have expected that to be helpful.
Now, Gregory did not think at all kindly of Lord Winston Beauchamp, Alice's cousin. Nevertheless, he found himself in an odd position when Winston filled Gregory's mother in on just what Gregory's important Save the World (from the Martians) mission was.
Gregory (as Winston leads his mother into a dance so that they can talk): Thank you very much, Lord Beauchamp. (beat, whispered to Sophronia) That is not a sentence I expected to utter tonight. Or any time this century. (NB: The year is 1840.)
Gregory, aka the Pennsington Heir (sort of) to Sophronia: How _would_ you like to be the new Lady Pennsington?
Sophronia (flustered): Can we work on there still being a British Government first? (on account of the Martian problem, naturally)
I'd originally thought the PCs would sail from Britain this session, but realized that Josh was correct and there was far too much to do in London. I figure they've got a 50-50 shot of getting away next session, though Lady Alice will have to explain to her cousin that she plans to marry the Odious Lord Mace, who kissed Alec Campion at the opera, Alec Campion being, unknown to Winston, Lady Alice in disguise (not that Lord Mace hasn't kissed rather a lot of men, as well as rather a lot of women, not to mention doing rather a lot more than kissing....)
Raw Dump
Aspect: Currently we have no plans to invade Buckingham Palace.
I dont let fairies that I don't know real well into my head
But you'll allow them into Emile's head?
There are no secrets in Emile's brain that I'm trying to keep secret.
That's only 20 % innacurrate or 30 %
Edwina Campion: Isn't it romantic? He's as strange as she is!
Oh, I was hoping it was a pun on Sidhe.
I... beg your pardon? Excuse me, Victor. No, I don't dream.
Could you dream?
Not the point, Victor. I beg your pardon?
I think we have lost sight of the point!
I think we just said the exact same thing.
Yes! See, Victor agrees wtih me.
On I think is the preposition you were loooking for alice
With what does victor agree?
I think that would be two interesting customers I think he would have to pay for that
Again, I think we have lost the point. I do not believe that I am the one who has to keep the conversation on track.
How do you expect me to argue with a duck? Turn into something reasonable.
Platypus.
Do you think I am trustworthy?
To you. Do you not trust yourself?
That is not the point!
Emile is fourteen!
The vast majority of twelve year olds that I have met -- and I have met quite a few...
No! Nonono! One of these days, I will finish a sentence in front of you!
Do we actually believe that this could help him?
It could.
If we are terribly clever, it could be.
An iron spoon with the good china?!
Alice: It is very simple. I will give him one of my dreams. You can owe me instead.
I suggested that ten mminutes ago
I couldnt hear you -- you were too loud.
Who stopped the rain? Aphids.
Oh sorry!
Alice are you quite sure that you are comfortable with this?
You are willing to ask Alice, and not Emile?
Will Alice's mind be interesting enough?
(laughter)
To Sophronia: Maybe you could talk some sense into her.
Do we have to count the one in Africa?
If we want to make it plural. But there is Dominic Creahador. WHo hates all nobles.
We should introduce him to Dominic Creahador. They can have a buddy movie.
Why would I take you to Ireland? The Irish are there!
I'm afraid I'm badly botching this.
Sophronia kisses you.
You know I'd do a terrible job, don't you?
No!
You're terribly confused.
I looked up the meaning of the word brazen.
Does it mean made of brass?
Gregory planting rumor of what Pennsington needs.
The Odious Lord Mace
Henrietta may have used dramatic liberty in her hearing
There is one who outshines the rest.
And does this solar paragon have a name
If it were anyone other than you, I'd say to sit down.
Oh! She has a name. I must sit down at once! Lady P get a fate point
Ah... how small can you make yourself?
Does the anatomy work?
We're still figuring that out.
(Gregory)
Thank you very much, Lord Beauchamp.
That is not a sentence I expected to utter tonight. Or any time this century.
How would you like to be the new Lady P
Can we work on there being a british govet first
Gerald: It's just nice to know there are some normal families out there.
The Pennsingtons are So Not Normal.
Victor, you know Martin sometimes brings me dead mice.
Yes, well he isn't dead.
Aspect: This would Not be a good plce for a seance
We have got to stop having prequel rpgs.
I'd prefer to do things properly. I've taken several fate points for it.