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"Oh, Goddammit."

Roxie has discovered that she is not, in fact, Roxie, but someone else who happens to be currently occupying her spot.

((In this post—players become stuck in the bodies of their characters on the meatship! Oh my!))

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"Whyiseverythinggoingsoslowly?PeoplearemovinginslowmotionandIcan'tslowdown!"

"AlsoI'maguy."

"Seriouslywhatthefuck?"

"OHMANHOWHASITONLYBEENAMINUTEORSOSINCEILOOKDATACLOCK?"

"With great demonic power comes great moodswings so SHUT UP BEFORE I PUNCH YOUR FACE IN." Cue hair flaming. "You have to be kidding me."

The head starts flaming veeeeeeery slowly. "Holyshityourhead'sonfire." There's a bucket of water close by (only a few miles or so away), I'm gonna go grab it and come back in less than a second and now there is water on your head.

"GAAAAAAH!" Daimon, or "Daimon" squirmed and squealed like a 12 22 year old girl. "What the @$#$* you little @#$(@$ I HATE WATER AND IT'S NOT FIRE!"

Edited 2009-10-14 01:46 (UTC)

"Whydidn'tyousaysoandcanyoutalkalittlefaster?Idon'tfeellikebeinghereforhoursholyshitnowonderBart'ssoimpatientseriouslythisissofuckingboringcanyoutalkalready?" Bart shook ~~his~~ ~~her~~ ~~gah pronouns~~ his head rapidly. "SOSLOW."

"Hey, it's not my fault Daimon isn't a speedster."

"It'snotmyfaultIamaspeedster!EVERYONEISSLOOOOOW." "Bart" shakes his head. "I can try to slow down. Ohwowthat'shard."

"Why don't you play ping pong with yourself? That'll distract you."

"I'mnotactuallyBart,youknow,justinhisbody.I'dratherreadorsomething.FUCK,I'mprobablyfasterthaninternet,andcartoonsarerightout."

"Dude, it would suck SO MUCH to have to have a retail job as Bart. I mean, my days drag already and I move at normal speed."

"...ohgod.WhataboutSCHOOL?"

"Graduated! Don't care!"

"YeahIhaven'tandScienceandPseudoscienceisalreadypainfullylong!"

"Bring a book? You can probably read under the desk in short enough bursts to get away with it without your professor noticing! Or step out for various brief outings?"

"...thoughyouknowmyfriendsmightwonderaboutthefifteenyearoldboywhoissittingwhereIshouldbe.Alsotheyareallcomicsfansandwouldrecognizeme."

"See? You'd be entertained by the slow but adoring masses refusing to listen to class. Everybody wins."

Pause.

"Except your professor. He'll probably be cheesed off."

"Hemightnotactuallynotice.Eitherthatorgooffonatangetaboutspeedandthesciencebehinditandfakesciencepeoplehavemadeup." Shana shrugged. "AnywaymaybeI'llbemeagainbythetimeIhavetogo."

"Maybe. In the meantime, how many times have you run around the whole ship between now and your last comment?"

Shana looked embarrassed. "I'dkindofhopedyouhadn'tnoticed.Six."

"I hadn't! I was just guessing!"

"Oh!" Shrewd look. "Cleeeever."

"Does my voice sound all Doppler'd and weird like no matter what I do?"