Trouble amongst the Houseparty
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matrixrefugeeAnd the Merv's bloodpressure goes through the roof...
Reason why DegSep is *SO* much better than the MxO, number 101:
http://www.livejournal.com/users/mytoko/1031.html
Someone's screenshots from the MxO: read the chat windows on the lower left.
On discovering this document, the Merv let out a roar loud enough to crack several windows in the Houseparty's living space, which scared the bejeebers out of all of us -- except Flood, who's accustomed to these outbursts: he's been dealing with them for six-hundred-thirty years, thus the "Here we go *again*..." look he had on his habitually deadpan face, when the dust settled. Blaise, however, got woken out of a sound sleep and started squalling; Ref and Emily, her helper, had a heck of a time trying to get the wee one to settle down again. Meanwhile, I was trying to run damage control with the Merv, and make sense of the shouting that ensued. The gist of it was the usual yelling for the head of Paul Chadwick on a silver platter, intermingled with flat-out denials that he had anything to do with the "passing" of Morpheus. I can't seem to figure out if he's denying it because it's true, or because it isn't; you can never tell when this guy is lying or not, he's so damn slick about it. Finally, I told him he'd have to keep his screaming to himself, since I'm not in the mood to deal with him right now, and that if he didn't, I'd have to kick him out of my headspace. That shut him up, but I swear I can still see steam coming out of his ears...
Reason why DegSep is *SO* much better than the MxO, number 101:
http://www.livejournal.com/users/mytoko/1031.html
Someone's screenshots from the MxO: read the chat windows on the lower left.
On discovering this document, the Merv let out a roar loud enough to crack several windows in the Houseparty's living space, which scared the bejeebers out of all of us -- except Flood, who's accustomed to these outbursts: he's been dealing with them for six-hundred-thirty years, thus the "Here we go *again*..." look he had on his habitually deadpan face, when the dust settled. Blaise, however, got woken out of a sound sleep and started squalling; Ref and Emily, her helper, had a heck of a time trying to get the wee one to settle down again. Meanwhile, I was trying to run damage control with the Merv, and make sense of the shouting that ensued. The gist of it was the usual yelling for the head of Paul Chadwick on a silver platter, intermingled with flat-out denials that he had anything to do with the "passing" of Morpheus. I can't seem to figure out if he's denying it because it's true, or because it isn't; you can never tell when this guy is lying or not, he's so damn slick about it. Finally, I told him he'd have to keep his screaming to himself, since I'm not in the mood to deal with him right now, and that if he didn't, I'd have to kick him out of my headspace. That shut him up, but I swear I can still see steam coming out of his ears...
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Date: 2005-07-05 08:05 pm (UTC)~Weaver