"It's no good trying to keep up old friendships.
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@gdinwiddie Me, either. *asks gamer husband what this means*
@michelestrider It's a city just north of Warshington DC.
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@gdinwiddie Me, either. *asks gamer husband what this means*
@gdinwiddie I was forced to do a Google
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@gdinwiddie I was forced to do a Google
@michelestrider What do the google say?
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@michelestrider What do the google say?
@gdinwiddie It said I need to go back and watch The Wire more closely this time.
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@gdinwiddie It said I need to go back and watch The Wire more closely this time.
@michelestrider Ya know, I never did watch that. The wife of a poker buddy played an extra in it.
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@michelestrider Ya know, I never did watch that. The wife of a poker buddy played an extra in it.
@gdinwiddie I enjoyed it. I don't know how someone who actually knows Baltimore would feel about it, but it made for good drama.
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Money, in the Elvish currency: the Presley -
"Apple crumble," you decide. They order slices of the other three pies.
A familiar-looking plaid-clad waitress brings your coffee and pie. She calls you "hon" and gives you an odd wink.
You shake off the deja vu and address the issue at hand: pie. Halfway to the crust, you address the second issue.
"Recruit me for what?"
"I thought we covered that," sighs the tall woman. "To save the world."
"From what?"
"Don't laugh. Elves."
You giggle.
"You have the skills we need. Name your reward."
The villain Truxby still draws breath. I want to know Truxby’s location.
Also, may I please borrow a gun?
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The villain Truxby still draws breath. I want to know Truxby’s location.
Also, may I please borrow a gun?
@DXMacGuffin We'd all sleep better at night, it's true
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"Apple crumble," you decide. They order slices of the other three pies.
A familiar-looking plaid-clad waitress brings your coffee and pie. She calls you "hon" and gives you an odd wink.
You shake off the deja vu and address the issue at hand: pie. Halfway to the crust, you address the second issue.
"Recruit me for what?"
"I thought we covered that," sighs the tall woman. "To save the world."
"From what?"
"Don't laugh. Elves."
You giggle.
"You have the skills we need. Name your reward."
"I'm gonna need some information..."
"Done," the tall woman agrees. "When it's finished, we'll reward you with intelligence."
"Like, smarts?"
"Like state secrets and industrial espionage," she sighs, clearly rethinking the wisdom of this.
"Cool." You're glad that's settled.
"It's a pretty standard case of parallel universe invasion."
"Sure."
"We can seal the portal, but the Elf Guards are more trouble than we expected."
"Right."
"What's your standard approach to a situation like this?"
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"I'm gonna need some information..."
"Done," the tall woman agrees. "When it's finished, we'll reward you with intelligence."
"Like, smarts?"
"Like state secrets and industrial espionage," she sighs, clearly rethinking the wisdom of this.
"Cool." You're glad that's settled.
"It's a pretty standard case of parallel universe invasion."
"Sure."
"We can seal the portal, but the Elf Guards are more trouble than we expected."
"Right."
"What's your standard approach to a situation like this?"
"You know... hang, find out what they like, how they got into world domination... Stuff like that." You chomp the last bite of pie and glug down your coffee.
The tall woman looks at you, then to the man next to you, then sighs from the soles of her feet.
"They said this is the one...," she says to the ceiling, then turns back to you.
"You're the specialist. Our mission is to support you. Tell us what you need, we'll procure it."
"Any limits?"
"Two items," she clearly decides on the spot.
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"You know... hang, find out what they like, how they got into world domination... Stuff like that." You chomp the last bite of pie and glug down your coffee.
The tall woman looks at you, then to the man next to you, then sighs from the soles of her feet.
"They said this is the one...," she says to the ceiling, then turns back to you.
"You're the specialist. Our mission is to support you. Tell us what you need, we'll procure it."
"Any limits?"
"Two items," she clearly decides on the spot.
@michelestrider
The recruiters need to chill a bit. You asked for intelligence, so clearly you're a psy ops type. Dazzle the Elves with your mastery of slack, snacks, and hacky sack. -
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The recruiters need to chill a bit. You asked for intelligence, so clearly you're a psy ops type. Dazzle the Elves with your mastery of slack, snacks, and hacky sack.@gueuledatmosphere Sounds like a plan to me!
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The recruiters need to chill a bit. You asked for intelligence, so clearly you're a psy ops type. Dazzle the Elves with your mastery of slack, snacks, and hacky sack.@gueuledatmosphere Realizing that was basically my major in college
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"You know... hang, find out what they like, how they got into world domination... Stuff like that." You chomp the last bite of pie and glug down your coffee.
The tall woman looks at you, then to the man next to you, then sighs from the soles of her feet.
"They said this is the one...," she says to the ceiling, then turns back to you.
"You're the specialist. Our mission is to support you. Tell us what you need, we'll procure it."
"Any limits?"
"Two items," she clearly decides on the spot.
I can feel the recruiter's pain. She doesn't think I can do it, yet can't even be angry at me because I clearly don't think I can do it either.
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I can feel the recruiter's pain. She doesn't think I can do it, yet can't even be angry at me because I clearly don't think I can do it either.
@Lily_and_frog I do not envy the recruiters situation, it's true. But I think we can pull it off. Maybe
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@Lily_and_frog I do not envy the recruiters situation, it's true. But I think we can pull it off. Maybe
I don't have much such faith.
But then, that's very close to what's happening in my job at the moment. So I'm forced to rely on my team... which isn't a bad thing really.
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I don't have much such faith.
But then, that's very close to what's happening in my job at the moment. So I'm forced to rely on my team... which isn't a bad thing really.
@Lily_and_frog That sounds stressful. I'm glad you have a good team to rely on. I hope it all works out OK.
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@Lily_and_frog That sounds stressful. I'm glad you have a good team to rely on. I hope it all works out OK.
@michelestrider @Lily_and_frog
In fiction it always works out ok. Sometimes IRL too.
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@pianosaurus The story was delayed because of an early anniversary celebration. The story was inspired by reading that Facebook turned 22 this week. I never have a "favorite" answer. I stand squarely behind every option I offer.
Do you have the next entry planned out for each of the answers, or do you just wing it when you see what's been chosen?
Perfect
