In my defense I have no defense.

[splinterself]

CHARACTERS: Dirk Strider (splinterself) and various and sundry other people who can speak for themselves.
DATE: The 20th, thus allowing for people to tag into both. Huzzah.
RATING: PG13
SUMMARY: I joked about a bunch of horrified level 1-2 people staring at the level for the dungeon before going off and getting e-beers. I was encouraged. Also, I'm starting with prose just because that's how I roll with intro posts, but brackets are strongly encouraged if that's what makes your soul happy.

...and after some stuff which doesn't particularly matter Dirk was staring at the level info for Δ Choosing Superior Offerings. Level 11 temple dungeon? He'd get his ass kicked.

In time he would go back and deal with this issue, go find people to team up with, whatever. But for now? Now? Goddamn.

So he turned to the nearest person who looks plausibly lost, alarmed, bemused, or other such reactions and said, "Hey. I don't know about you but I'm tired of dungeons right now. Know where a guy can get a drink?"

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[splinterself]

You've got deep, dark secrets? You?

[...

Sliiiiiiding the drink back towards him.]

[hoperaider]

[He saw that, Dirk. Though, Jake looks amused.]

Perhaps.

[splinterself]

The closest I'd see you getting to a deep, dark secret would be something like, "I nearly got eaten by a dragon but I didn't want anyone to worry so I said nothing."

[hoperaider]

You'd be surprised. I did tell you that I've almost been charcoaled by it. [Man, he really shouldn't be doing this since he knows perfectly well that Dirk can do a lot of things to make him come out and say some of that junk.]

[splinterself]

I'm sure you will surprise me, you're a pretty surprising guy. Come on. You can tell me your deepest, darkest secrets, I won't judge.

[hoperaider]

Mm, I dunno....

[splinterself]

[Sips his water.] English.

[hoperaider]

[Really tempted to be a smartass about it, but he will refrain.] Yes?

[splinterself]

You want to hear one of mine instead?

[hoperaider]

Sure, if you're up to it. [It might give him the courage to share one of his own....]

[splinterself]

I once sent Roxy porn I drew of you and her. Last I knew, she was using it for wallpaper. [He vaguely remembers why, it's just some shit that he put behind him in his weird relationship with uu and UU, but whatever.]

Relevant keywords.

[hoperaider]

[Stained glass? $30. That favorite china set your grandmother has? $150. The expression on Jake's face at this moment? Priceless.]

Dirk.... [Speechless.]

You really are a giver.

[splinterself]

[He takes a moment to refresh himself with water.]

What?

:3c I'm glad you approve.

[hoperaider]

[He struggles with the words, and he can't...quite....]

I have no words for that...er, stunning revelation. Cheese and crackers...that was unexpected.

:|b Of course I'd approve.

[splinterself]

Deep, dark secrets, English. Tell me one of yours and I'll tell you who I drew it for, and why.

Hee hee, but it makes it better to actively KNOW of the approval.

[hoperaider]

[He thinks about it for a moment.]

More than wanting to see Jade, I wanted to play Sburb because it was a chance to meet the three of you in person. I would've jumped at any chance that would grant me that. [Jake hesitates.] I'm not quite sure if that's selfish of me, but it's something I've had a dadblasted time of admitting it.

I suppose. /resigned sigh

[splinterself]

I was trying to haul ass to your island, among other places, so I sure as hell am not going to judge.

<3?

[hoperaider]

[He chuckles.]

That's true.

...

[splinterself]

And I know Lalonde really wanted to see Jane, so I'm pretty sure you're not the only one.

...

[hoperaider]

Another fair point. Soundless logic has defeated the doubts.

.........this feels like such an expectant pause.

[splinterself]

Exactly. Nothing to worry about.