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[pesterloglog]

Sollux Captor

Page 643

SOLLUX: nah.

[thestoopgallants]

[rapidpixeladventure]

What are the crimes?

{[ASK]: [About committing crimes]}

You aren’t entirely sure what a ‘law’ is or how one would break it. So you ask Cal.

You know have a basic understanding of the justice system. Don’t do things you shouldn’t, and you won’t get punished.

Once again Gestalt offers some good advice to add nuance to the situation.Just because something is the law doesn’t mean it is the right thing, and Gestalt says that being nice to others is always the better option.

Be polite when authority is watching, be respectful even when it isn’t.Thank you for the good advice Gestalt.

[STATUS]

[QUESTS]

[MAP]

(discord server)

What Should We Do Now?

[pesterloglog]

John Egbert, Rose Lalonde

Act 2, page 643

EB: hey, that was a pretty, uh...

EB: nice...

EB: uh...

TT: Sweet catch?

EB: ... save.

EB: oh, yeah.

EB: that.

EB: this is pretty comfy.

EB: why don't you just like,

EB: carry the bed around with me on it?

EB: up to the gate up there!

TT: I can't interact with you directly, or anything that you are touching, if it will result in moving you.

TT: See?

EB: oh.

EB: lame!

TT: The game probably regards that as a kind of cheating.

TT: In a way, thieving you of your free will as an adventurer, and the need to advance by your own skill and ingenuity.

TT: The server player is just a facilitator.

EB: well, ok.

EB: all that scurrying around kind of wore me out, i think i'm going to rest here for a bit.

EB: rose, can you keep the imps at bay? like, drop some stuff on them if they sneak too close.

TT: No, you should pick up your hammer and defend yourself.

EB: what, come on!

TT: I have no idea what the hell Dave is up to, or if he's any closer to recovering the game.

TT: There's some stuff I'd like to try, in case he doesn't come through.

EB: oh alright.

EB: i'm just gonna rest my eyes here a second though.

[sharry-arry-odd]

"Did you like question ten, Moony?" asked Sirius as they emerged into the entrance hall. "Loved it," said Lupin briskly. "'Give five signs that identify the werewolf.' Excellent question." "D'you think you managed to get all the signs?" said James in tones of mock concern. "Think I did," said Lupin seriously, as they joined the crowd thronging around the front doors eager to get out into the sunlit grounds. "One: He's sitting on my chair. Two: He's wearing my clothes. Three: His name's Remus Lupin. . .'" Wormtail was the only one who didn't laugh. "I got the snout shape, the pupils of the eyes, and the tufted tail," he said anxiously, "but I couldn't think what else–" "How thick are you, Wormtail?" said James impatiently. "You run round with a werewolf once a month–" "Keep your voice down," implored Lupin.

Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, J.K. Rowling