what's up Marco Evangelistic? Which monster has the biggest dick?
ROFL no I'm just fucking with you
I'm in your cult now
ROFL no I'm just fucking with you
I'm in your cult now
There once was a boy who was a Halloween fanatic. He loved dressing up for Halloween, he loved pulling pranks and watching horror movies, and above everything else... he loved candy. One fateful year, while he went trick-or-treating, he visited a house. This house was creepy as hell! It was big, it was old, it smelled like a grandmother and it was owned by a happy, old rich couple. The boy came here thinking that he would be handed out big chocolate bars, because it was a rich person's house but when he knocked on their door... he was handed a bag of that shitty candy that nobody likes! Tootsie rolls, shitty flavoured dum-dums, those weird... peanut things... needless to say, the boy was heartbroken. He was so heartbroken that he died, right there on their porch and now, every Halloween he goes out and finds people to curse. He wants everyone to suffer the same way he did!
Everybody is already suffering from his curse!! Send this to ten people to break the curse, or to avoid getting cursed, or you'll be stuck looking freakier than usual for the rest of your life!!!!!!!!!!
Everybody is already suffering from his curse!! Send this to ten people to break the curse, or to avoid getting cursed, or you'll be stuck looking freakier than usual for the rest of your life!!!!!!!!!!
Definitely the 31st and not the 1st <psydekick>
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2019-11-02 03:10 pm (UTC)(link)
There once was a boy who was a Halloween fanatic. He loved dressing up for Halloween, he loved pulling pranks and watching horror movies, and above everything else... he loved candy. One fateful year, while he went trick-or-treating, he visited a house. This house was creepy as hell! It was big, it was old, it smelled like a grandmother and it was owned by a happy, old rich couple. The boy came here thinking that he would be handed out big chocolate bars, because it was a rich person's house but when he knocked on their door... he was handed a bag of that shitty candy that nobody likes! Tootsie rolls, shitty flavoured dum-dums, those weird... peanut things... needless to say, the boy was heartbroken. He was so heartbroken that he died, right there on their porch and now, every Halloween he goes out and finds people to curse. He wants everyone to suffer the same way he did!
Everybody is already suffering from his curse!! Send this to ten people to break the curse, or to avoid getting cursed, or you'll be stuck looking freakier than usual for the rest of your life!!!!!!!!!!
Everybody is already suffering from his curse!! Send this to ten people to break the curse, or to avoid getting cursed, or you'll be stuck looking freakier than usual for the rest of your life!!!!!!!!!!
You requested I contact you at your private number, and here I have come. It is expedient to tell you that with a rare stroke of decent fortune, I returned to the ranch wholly intact, without the need to slaughter any unfortunate midnight pedestrians.
Should you need to send for me for any reason, my number is 246.01.094.30
Until we meet again, Evangelisti.
-Javert
Should you need to send for me for any reason, my number is 246.01.094.30
Until we meet again, Evangelisti.
-Javert
Merry Christmas!
Your Secret Santa is Thea. "Nightingale" on the network. Price limit is whatever you want it to be, please gift something by December 24.
Ho, ho, ho!
Your Secret Santa is Thea. "Nightingale" on the network. Price limit is whatever you want it to be, please gift something by December 24.
Ho, ho, ho!
[ There's a small package out by Marco's house, addressed to him. Inside is a surprisingly well-made figurine of Marco's otter mayor character from his guest appearance on Meowthor the Magnificent! Pushing his nose makes him say one of a number of cantankerous lines, such as "Why, I otter...!" , or cartoonish snuffling. There is also a card with a bunch of children's signatures on it! They loved Mayor Otto!
A separate letter is enclosed: ]
Hey, Marco. I wasn't sure what to get you after everything that's happened the past few months. It seems like there's always something going on, or some new fire to put out.
Mostly, I'd just like to thank you. I get the sense that you worry a lot -- about the past, and about making sure it doesn't repeat itself. It's true that I don't know all of your history, and you don't know all of mine. But I don't think that really matters when it comes to what I want to say, which is that I'm glad to call you a friend. And, uh... it's not like I wouldn't tell you if you asked. It's just harder to say some of this stuff out loud.
If you're not busy sometime, let's catch up. I gotta ask you about how the anniversary went.
A separate letter is enclosed: ]
Hey, Marco. I wasn't sure what to get you after everything that's happened the past few months. It seems like there's always something going on, or some new fire to put out.
Mostly, I'd just like to thank you. I get the sense that you worry a lot -- about the past, and about making sure it doesn't repeat itself. It's true that I don't know all of your history, and you don't know all of mine. But I don't think that really matters when it comes to what I want to say, which is that I'm glad to call you a friend. And, uh... it's not like I wouldn't tell you if you asked. It's just harder to say some of this stuff out loud.
If you're not busy sometime, let's catch up. I gotta ask you about how the anniversary went.
Marco's secret Santa gift has arrived! It comes pretty late into the night on Christmas eve, but it is here.
Virgil doesn't know Marco at all, they may have never even met, so he's taking what other people he knows have said and a wild stab in the dark. Marco's gift includes:
-A small assortment of crisp, fresh fruit including apples and oranges, as well as some chocolates and peppermints.
-A waterproof camera
-A small, classy men's gold chain with a few inlaid gems.
Virgil doesn't know Marco at all, they may have never even met, so he's taking what other people he knows have said and a wild stab in the dark. Marco's gift includes:
-A small assortment of crisp, fresh fruit including apples and oranges, as well as some chocolates and peppermints.
-A waterproof camera
-A small, classy men's gold chain with a few inlaid gems.
Hi Marco. Uh, you got some time on your hands?
Dear Marco,
I found your calling card in my pocket the other day and it reminded me that it’s been months since I last saw you!
It feels strange, doesn't it? It always felt like a bizarre twist of fate when we ran into each other, but now that it hasn’t happened in a while, I’ve found myself missing your company. Maybe I was taking all those chance encounters for granted.
Anyway, I hope you’ve been keeping well and I’ll be looking forward to the next time our paths cross. I’ve been hearing a lot about the fishing festival coming up! Maybe I’ll be lucky enough to run into you there!!
Until next time,
--Jean Pierre Polnareff
I found your calling card in my pocket the other day and it reminded me that it’s been months since I last saw you!
It feels strange, doesn't it? It always felt like a bizarre twist of fate when we ran into each other, but now that it hasn’t happened in a while, I’ve found myself missing your company. Maybe I was taking all those chance encounters for granted.
Anyway, I hope you’ve been keeping well and I’ll be looking forward to the next time our paths cross. I’ve been hearing a lot about the fishing festival coming up! Maybe I’ll be lucky enough to run into you there!!
Until next time,
--Jean Pierre Polnareff
Edited 2020-05-16 17:33 (UTC)
Hello, Marco? This is Xiao Xingchen, we met on the network a couple of weeks ago. I hope this message finds you well, after the meteor rain and all that accompanied it.
I wanted to thank you again for your warm welcome to this place, and to ask if you might elaborate on the topic of the faces you taught me.
Aside from :) and ;), are there others?
Forgive me if such is a silly question, but I've found that having a means by which to communicate emotion on so flat a medium is more practical than I initially realized.
I wanted to thank you again for your warm welcome to this place, and to ask if you might elaborate on the topic of the faces you taught me.
Aside from :) and ;), are there others?
Forgive me if such is a silly question, but I've found that having a means by which to communicate emotion on so flat a medium is more practical than I initially realized.
[... Oh, this is wonderful.]
Hello there. :)
It's good to hear from you again.
There are a lot of these faces, yes (they're called emoticons, by the way), and I'm sure I don't even know all of them.
Heck, sometimes people here who use faces I've never seen before
Usually it's the Japanese kids, I think, they do emoticons differently in general.
But yes, I can try to think of a few.
The first that comes to mind is :(
Can you tell that's a frown?
Hello there. :)
It's good to hear from you again.
There are a lot of these faces, yes (they're called emoticons, by the way), and I'm sure I don't even know all of them.
Heck, sometimes people here who use faces I've never seen before
Usually it's the Japanese kids, I think, they do emoticons differently in general.
But yes, I can try to think of a few.
The first that comes to mind is :(
Can you tell that's a frown?
Hey Mr. Marco! What do you know about sewing?
Edited (sometimes i forget she's polite) 2020-09-07 04:53 (UTC)
It's a wonder that Fiddleford didn't already blurt this out. Probably good, because if he had he might have done it publicly and then all that work would have gone down the drain. As it is he managed to hold it back until he was no longer compelled to tell the truth, but that hasn't stopped him wanting to tell Marco anyway. That it's taken this long is just a product of him waffling about the best way to do it, but he's been down that road before and that road had Marco jump out a window, so maybe it's best to just bite the bullet.
He finds Marco in the living room. For a long moment he hangs in the doorway, and then takes a deep breath and slithers in.
"Hey, hon. I have somethin' I need to talk with you about."
He finds Marco in the living room. For a long moment he hangs in the doorway, and then takes a deep breath and slithers in.
"Hey, hon. I have somethin' I need to talk with you about."
At this point, Marco is either drafting his apology post or otherwise doing something related to it. All things considered, he didn't do anything irredeemable, he hopes; he was rude to some people and outright cruel to others, but he could have done a lot worse than that when Javert provoked him, for instance.
In any case, only someone like Fiddleford, so familiar with Marco's mannerisms, would be able to tell he's on the network right now; going by appearances, Marco is just sitting on the couch, thinking. Which, to be fair, is most of what using the network entails for him.
He's not so engrossed in it that he doesn't notice Fiddleford talking to him, thankfully. He does fail to notice, however, the ominous air to his approach.
"What is it? People aren't giving you trouble about your post, are they?"
Fiddleford wanted to keep his new allegiance secret for a reason, but... maybe it was inevitable that it wouldn't work out that way forever.
In any case, only someone like Fiddleford, so familiar with Marco's mannerisms, would be able to tell he's on the network right now; going by appearances, Marco is just sitting on the couch, thinking. Which, to be fair, is most of what using the network entails for him.
He's not so engrossed in it that he doesn't notice Fiddleford talking to him, thankfully. He does fail to notice, however, the ominous air to his approach.
"What is it? People aren't giving you trouble about your post, are they?"
Fiddleford wanted to keep his new allegiance secret for a reason, but... maybe it was inevitable that it wouldn't work out that way forever.
i'm v sleepy but i refuse to let this sit for any longer
peccatore
- 2020-09-29 23:10 (UTC) - Expandi apologize for IMMEDIATELY tagging it back but. yknow
terribibble
- 2020-09-29 23:28 (UTC) - ExpandHey buddy boy!
Got some follow up for you. Think I've come up with a plan of attack for your whole deal. And I forgot to ask- you looking to change meds? Totally up to you, but I got something you can try if you want.
Also, uh- be straight with me here. Your little kid god boy- is he as crazy gung ho into Monsterdom as the Fog Lady? Cause with the shit that's gone down the last few days, right now I don't trust her folks as far as I could throw them.
Got some follow up for you. Think I've come up with a plan of attack for your whole deal. And I forgot to ask- you looking to change meds? Totally up to you, but I got something you can try if you want.
Also, uh- be straight with me here. Your little kid god boy- is he as crazy gung ho into Monsterdom as the Fog Lady? Cause with the shit that's gone down the last few days, right now I don't trust her folks as far as I could throw them.
Oh, hello.
Sorry to ask, but CAN you prescribe medication?
I wouldn't mind trying something new because I'm sure there has to be a better option for me, but
It's nothing personal, of course, but you know how it is with brain chemistry.
Delicate.
I think.
[In other words, Marco is woefully straight-edge.]
It's funny you should ask that.
"Funny."
He's not, which is probably what drew me to him at first.
Sorry to ask, but CAN you prescribe medication?
I wouldn't mind trying something new because I'm sure there has to be a better option for me, but
It's nothing personal, of course, but you know how it is with brain chemistry.
Delicate.
I think.
[In other words, Marco is woefully straight-edge.]
It's funny you should ask that.
"Funny."
He's not, which is probably what drew me to him at first.
There once was a boy who was a Halloween fanatic. He loved dressing up for Halloween, he loved pulling pranks and watching horror movies, and above everything else... he loved candy. One fateful year, while he went trick-or-treating, he visited a house. This house was creepy as hell! It was big, it was old, it smelled like a grandmother and it was owned by a happy, old rich couple. The boy came here thinking that he would be handed out big chocolate bars, because it was a rich person's house but when he knocked on their door... he was handed a bag of that shitty candy that nobody likes! Tootsie rolls, shitty flavoured dum-dums, those weird... peanut things... needless to say, the boy was heartbroken. He was so heartbroken that he died, right there on their porch and now, every Halloween he goes out and finds people to curse. He wants everyone to suffer the same way he did!
Everybody is already suffering from his curse!! Send this to ten people to break the curse, or to avoid getting cursed, or you'll be stuck looking freakier than usual for the rest of your life!!!!!!!!!!
Everybody is already suffering from his curse!! Send this to ten people to break the curse, or to avoid getting cursed, or you'll be stuck looking freakier than usual for the rest of your life!!!!!!!!!!
The first thing Fiddleford does is find Marco. Well, no, the first thing he does is make sure Obi-Wan is okay, but after that he finds Marco. He promised. He intends to follow through.
Just like last time he hangs in the doorway for a few seconds before approaching. Unlike last time his expression is less clouded and more just... shocked.
"It... it worked."
He didn't think it would. There was a part of him that was so sure. It didn't go exactly right, no. He doesn't even know yet the extent to which it didn't go exactly right. The important thing is that they did what they meant to do. It worked.
Just like last time he hangs in the doorway for a few seconds before approaching. Unlike last time his expression is less clouded and more just... shocked.
"It... it worked."
He didn't think it would. There was a part of him that was so sure. It didn't go exactly right, no. He doesn't even know yet the extent to which it didn't go exactly right. The important thing is that they did what they meant to do. It worked.
He's been fearing this day. Every day, since the new group arrived wrong, he's thought that whatever Fiddleford did was either already underway or already done. Even after seeing Elias with his own eyes, he couldn't quite get the thought off his mind, because his thoughts have a way of doing that.
Hearing this now would be comforting, if Marco's dread didn't feel so heavy.
He gets up and closes the distance, his hands hovering near Fiddleford's arms.
"Tell me what happened."
Hearing this now would be comforting, if Marco's dread didn't feel so heavy.
He gets up and closes the distance, his hands hovering near Fiddleford's arms.
"Tell me what happened."
Hey, Marco. You, ah, still having trouble? I have something I need to tell ya.
[After an exchange on the network, there's only one person that Harley thinks of.]
Hey Marco Barko, you home? Some folks and I were talking about the weird tech stuff that's been going on... have you talked to Elias lately?
Hey Marco Barko, you home? Some folks and I were talking about the weird tech stuff that's been going on... have you talked to Elias lately?
So, you're one of the head honchos with Elias, right? We recently had a fun little discussion about evolution and the necessity thereof and I need to step things up a little.
While I prefer to work alone, borrowing the expertise of someone who has more knowledge about the situation in general would probably be more efficient.
So, that's what I'm here for. Make some improvements, increase the power. You in?
While I prefer to work alone, borrowing the expertise of someone who has more knowledge about the situation in general would probably be more efficient.
So, that's what I'm here for. Make some improvements, increase the power. You in?
Oh, hello.
I wasn't aware you'd joined us. You DID join us, right?
It's great to have you.
[One thing at a time, though.]
When you say "evolution", what exactly are you thinking of?
And where do you think you'll be able to draw power from?
I'm not trying to discourage you, just to be clear.
I just want to make sure we're on the same page.
I wasn't aware you'd joined us. You DID join us, right?
It's great to have you.
[One thing at a time, though.]
When you say "evolution", what exactly are you thinking of?
And where do you think you'll be able to draw power from?
I'm not trying to discourage you, just to be clear.
I just want to make sure we're on the same page.
Mr Evanglesti? Are you available to talk?
Ho ho ho! Your secret Santa gift recipient for this year is liuqingge on the network.
His real name is, shockingly, Liu Qingge. I've been warned he doesn't really get the network much, so probably best to look him up in person if you can.
Please spend no more than 20 solars on a gift for Liu, and ensure he receives it on or before Christmas Day (December 25). If not, Santa Claus will come to your house and glare disappointedly through the windows until you cough up.
Merry Winter-Holiday-Of-Your-Choice!
His real name is, shockingly, Liu Qingge. I've been warned he doesn't really get the network much, so probably best to look him up in person if you can.
Please spend no more than 20 solars on a gift for Liu, and ensure he receives it on or before Christmas Day (December 25). If not, Santa Claus will come to your house and glare disappointedly through the windows until you cough up.
Merry Winter-Holiday-Of-Your-Choice!
[ Season's greetings -- a Christmas present has arrived at the door!
It's a tin of holiday cookies, as well as a cheery Christmas sweater. Why.... ]
It's a tin of holiday cookies, as well as a cheery Christmas sweater. Why.... ]
[Oh, God bless Majima. Marco isn't sure he Understands the sweater, but it's appreciated nonetheless.
In turn, Majima should have received a nice bottle of sparkling wine, along with a heartfelt note of appreciation for the trust he places in Marco and for generally being a good friend! 'Tis the season.]
In turn, Majima should have received a nice bottle of sparkling wine, along with a heartfelt note of appreciation for the trust he places in Marco and for generally being a good friend! 'Tis the season.]
[ a package arrives in the early afternoon, probably because there is one (1) delivery bird working his tail feathers off today and this is just where marco ended up in the carefully arranged queue.
the small box is simple and neatly tied with red cord. a folded bit of paper is sandwiched between the two. a note is scribbled inside the paper and it's probably a good thing magical translation exists to spare anyone the ordeal of trying to decipher very sloppy hanzi.
Happy Winter Solstice!
We don't really know each other, so here is something to use in a lot of ways! It's good for the mind, body, and spirit. Although, if you feel like eating it the seeds taste much better!
[ a little drawstring pouch is right on top upon opening the box and it gives off a crisp, watery scent through the cloth. inside are quite a few fresh lotus seeds, already peeled and with the bitter tasting seed cores removed.
underneath is a glass bottle cushioned on a bit of cloth and stoppered up with a cork. inside is a pale, viscous liquid that upon closer inspection reveals itself to be pure and fragrant lotus oil. it's the real thing too — that is, not a ryslig-based alternative — since the lotus plants that contributed to these gifts were..... sustainably but not quite ethically harvested because wei wuxian probably didn't ask before he stole some of the lotuses now growing near lake minska thanks to the appearance of lotus pier but it's not like anyone would ever recognise the scent or anything. ]
the small box is simple and neatly tied with red cord. a folded bit of paper is sandwiched between the two. a note is scribbled inside the paper and it's probably a good thing magical translation exists to spare anyone the ordeal of trying to decipher very sloppy hanzi.
Happy Winter Solstice!
We don't really know each other, so here is something to use in a lot of ways! It's good for the mind, body, and spirit. Although, if you feel like eating it the seeds taste much better!
[ a little drawstring pouch is right on top upon opening the box and it gives off a crisp, watery scent through the cloth. inside are quite a few fresh lotus seeds, already peeled and with the bitter tasting seed cores removed.
underneath is a glass bottle cushioned on a bit of cloth and stoppered up with a cork. inside is a pale, viscous liquid that upon closer inspection reveals itself to be pure and fragrant lotus oil. it's the real thing too — that is, not a ryslig-based alternative — since the lotus plants that contributed to these gifts were..... sustainably but not quite ethically harvested because wei wuxian probably didn't ask before he stole some of the lotuses now growing near lake minska thanks to the appearance of lotus pier but it's not like anyone would ever recognise the scent or anything. ]
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