catch all >> august

[trollophoroi]

WHO >> Fandaniel & All These Random August Threads
WHAT >> Various closed threads.
WHEN >> August
WHERE >> All around Fragment~
Content Warnings >> Probably some mentions of death at some point, Fandaniel being a little crazy, and some nsfw in the threads.

Comments

[sicklysweet]

It’s not nearly obnoxious enough to be for a rave.

[The thought of a Telophoroi… Seems like a bad idea.]

Shame the music I usually play wouldn’t be suitable.

[trollophoroi]

[ Telophoroi par-tay, oontz oontz oontz oontz— what, no? Oh, fine. ]

The music that you usually play? [ Fandaniel turns to give Owen a look, an eyebrow quirked. ] And pray tell, Owen, what music might that be?

[sicklysweet]

Oh, it’s nothing special.

[But he’s still going to be secretive and cagey about it.]

It’s more muted then you’d find at a rave, is all.

[trollophoroi]

Oh, come now, Owen.

[ This time he turns around fully to face Owen rather than just to look his way, his hands dropping to his hips. ]

You can't say you play music and then not share. Inquiring minds want to know! Don't we, Cultist Grunty?

[ And, loyal as expected, Cultist Grunty immediately throws his hooves up as high as he can and hops over to Owen, wiggling at him.

Yes! We want to know! We want to know, hehehe~

[sicklysweet]

Well, I was considering staying a man of mystery, but if you and cultist insist…

[It’s hard to say no to Cultist Grunty. It’s just way too precious.]

It’s jazz, mostly. That’s all.

[trollophoroi]

[ Cultist Grunty, the key to Owen's secrets. ]

Jazz? Oh! [ Fandaniel wasn't sure what else to expect. Something more classical, perhaps, but jazz? Interesting. ] Yes, that's more suited for a club than a rave. Do you play a specific instrument for that?

[sicklysweet]

Piano, mostly, though I’ve played a few others.

[He pauses, looking like he’s considering something important. He has to decide how much to share with Fandaniel…]

I have played the harpsichord quite often, but mostly at the behest of my acquaintances.

[trollophoroi]

That's... similar to a piano, yes?

[ Music isn't something he's that knowledgeable about. A gaping hole in his genius, one could suggest. ]

I wonder if they'll ever add instruments to the game. You might end up leaving us and starting a jazz club in your own guild hall instead if they do!

[sicklysweet]

Similar while also being entirely different.

[Owen actually knowing more about a subject then someone else... It's rare, but music lessons were one of the few things he enjoyed as a youth, and if things had gone different he probably would have continued pursuing the arts.

As it is, it's just trivia, now.]

Isn't that just what Fai has tried to make the Fine Wine hall?

[Which he got an invite to, though he's not sure Fai actually realized Owen did meet the age requirements...]

[trollophoroi]

Hmm, a club? From Fai? Possibly.

[ This is before Fandaniel gets his own invite to Fine Wine, so he hasn't the faintest idea. Although knowing Fai, which he does, if he had to make a guess, he instead suggests, ]

Though I imagine it might end up looking more akin to a restaurant or a cafe.

[sicklysweet]

[Fai has friends? Fucked up if true.]

Who wants to sit around at a restaurant in a video game? Sounds dull.

[trollophoroi]

People who want to sit around and sip wine and talk, I imagine.

[ Considering the friend is Fandaniel, 100% fucked up. ]

[sicklysweet]

You can do that anywhere. It doesn't have to be here.

[Can't believe Owen has a life offline unlike most of this game.]

It feels like a waste of time.

[trollophoroi]

Not if you're far away from the people you want to waste your time with. It's not as though I could afford to nip on over to California every time I want to drink wine with Fai, after all.

[ Look, sometimes you have clubs for people in MMOs. They don't have to make sense, Owen! ]

[sicklysweet]

[Maybe he should get better taste in friends.]

…Fai lives in California?

[Hm. Bad.]

[trollophoroi]

Well, yes. I suppose I shouldn't be saying that but the state has what? How many millions of other people living there, too?

[ Surely they will never run afoul of one another, yeah, definitely not. ]

[sicklysweet]

Well... So long as he's not on my end of the state, it doesn't matter.

[Gazes into the middle distance...

It's fine. It's fine? Nothing bad will ever happen.]

[trollophoroi]

Mm, even if he is, I doubt you'll see him. Ah, unless? Do you want to tell me where you are and I can tell you if you're near or far?

[ Near, far, whereeeeever you are... Yes, he doubts he'll get that information. This is the internet, after all! Beware of strangers! ]

[sicklysweet]

Hah, no. Knowing what state I'm in should be enough for you.

[Local idiot not that much of a moron.]

Unless you're so infatuated with me you want to see me in-person and fawn over me?