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I'll confess, Talia's line was a tad overdramatic. I now recall a tiny voice telling me something like that when I was writing this.

I should listen to that tiny voice more often. It might be the voice of sanity and reason.

No, the correct line from here would have been more along the lines of "What the heck was it that got you like this?" or perhaps, "What the hell were you doing, I had to sit alone on shift, do you have any idea how boring that is?" Or something.

Ah well. For the rewrites, if I ever polish this one up.

Thanks for finding the missing words, by the way. That's always helpful.

And I couldn't help it; you're just so pluggable! ;)

If you ever get the chance to finish it, though, we'd love to see it!

Aw man, why that one? That's from when I still really had no idea how jawbones worked. This is the much better YW fanart, despite being unfinished. ^_^;

~Neshomeh will never get used to other people plugging her stuff.

Always fun to see characters who don't usually interact get a chance to do so.

"a grumpy alcoholic with emotional problems" - Yeah, that's roughly accurate. {= ) I don't think he's quite an alcoholic, but it was clearly just a matter of time had circumstances not intervened. (And circumstances were always planned to intervene, just not the ones that got there first.)

I think Talia's "What could have done this?" is a little overdramatic, but having just now checked out the soap reference, I guess it's part of the shtick. I'm not sure Talia was in on it at that point, though? I mean, she was actually worried about Tom; I wouldn't expect her to start joking around until she was sure he was okay. (Though I'm with Thoth that going missing for a few days in HQ isn't really as worrisome as one might think; these things happen.)

And if she WAS in on it then, she'd have only herself to blame if he did claim it was soap poisoning. Which is what I'd suggest to make the joke a little easier to pick up on: "If you claim it was soap poisoning, I'm going to murder you."

Cuz. Uh. I wouldn't have gotten it anyway, but at least it would've stopped my brain from reaching for the usual places oblique mentions of soap point to. >.<

Noticed a couple missing words:

- "So, have [you] seen him, big guy?"

- "I don't suppose you could use some magical [trick/ability/power/...] to track him down or something?"

Video games are a helluva drug. {; P

~Neshomeh

I have a poem called "Dinky's Lament", on what's going through her mind during last year's My Little Pony movie. Could someone please beta it?

So par for the course, for Larf.

I'm not 100% sure the imprisonment had anything to do with the pink stuff. That's how I took it.

Loves his film references.

Talia is having none of it.

...Honestly, that may be a bit too obscure in the way it's done.

This all felt like something that might happen in HQ, and everyone feels in character.

I do want to know what the heck happened to Finch and Bingle though.

- Tomash

Overall, neat, funny scene, I think it does a good job of showing off people's characters (though mainly Thoth's independent/"Tom can handle himself, I've got my own thing going" strain).

I'm not sure what the soap line was supposed to mean though.

- Tomash

At least one pair of characters has clearly gotten themselves into trouble! XD

Are any of the four characters human, by chance? I get the impression Anne and Ninetwo, at least, aren't.

The pink floor-thing was really tugging on Anne’s mop. Its suction seemed to increase the more she pulled back on it and soon the mop’s handle was beginning to creak and she was feeling it right back in her joints. Her arms were beginning to feel disturbingly disconnected from her torso. She hrrrm-ed to herself for a while until she saw small cracks begin to spider around the floor. This struck her as somewhat not good.

‘Hey, Bingle?’ She glanced around the corridor. It was still. There was an eerie silence, except for the squelching, stretching sounds of the pink floor-things.

‘Hey, Finch?’ She glanced around again. An air conditioner hummed. The lights beamed. It was graveyard-silent. Somewhere in the distance a wolf howled.

She released the mop and in a blinding flurry of movements that went SNAP! CLACK! SQUORRSH! the mop was totally absorbed into the pink floor-thing. Anne was pretty sure she heard something like chewing, as she walked down the corridor, around the corner, to Ninetwo.

Ninetwo was in the exact same situation Anne had been in. She was quivering and tugging and exhaling until Anne said: ‘Hey, hrrm, Ninetwo-’ at which point she yelped, hopped away, and watched as the pink floor-thing ate her mop.

Umm! Anne! Hello! And she saluted, trying to ignore the crunching snaps of the mop behind her.

‘Have you seen Bingle?’

Umm?

‘Have you seen Finch?’

Umm?

‘Well?’

Ninetwo rubbed her seedclock. Oh, um, no, they’ve been gone for a while. They disappeared hours ago.

‘You didn’t tell anyone?’ asked Anne with a raised eyebrow.

Ninetwo was immediately on the defensive. They - they almost always disappear! Nearly every shift, the both of them go completely AWOL and only reappear when the shift is over! I would suggest that it’s the both of them dodging their duties but that would be rude of me and against the principles of the PPC, so I won’t!

‘Huh,’ said Anne. ‘Okay.’ And she shrugged and walked off for a new mop.

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‘Oh, just you wait, Finch,’ Bingle said, rattling in his chains. ‘They’ll be here any moment. Just you wait.’

‘Sure.’

‘With the Security Dandelions in tow, and perhaps even an assassin or two as backup!’

‘I bloody well bet.’

‘Oh, believe me this,’ Bingle said, gazing, hardfaced, into the blackness of the cell they were sharing. ‘They will be here, any moment now. Any second. Just you wait.’

That he set up a console in a diused RC so nobody could disturb him.

But who knows? I just had him vanish for the joke.

As for Pern being fifth-rate... Isn't fith-rate the bottom, usually? I think we need somewhere to put all the nonsense we can't remember because it was so bland below Pern. And somewhere to put Xanth and Gor below that... Besides, I like Pern, so through the power of Willful Delusion, I can say it's first rate. :-P

Pern is fifth-rate '80s fantasy, thank you very much.

On a more serious note, this was a fun story, at least in part because it adds another place where Wobbles Should Never Go Ever. =]

I mean, I did find the punchline funny regardless, but still. XD

Yeah, I forgot to put these in the main post. So... well, yeah. Tom goes missing to play a video game. Not really surprising, I figured it was the reason that would make the most sense.

Fun fact: The original idea for this prompt was an elaborate parody (read: theft) of the "Airline Pilots" sketch from the Proto-Monty-Python British TV special How To Irritate People (Which, notably, also contained the "Job Interview" sketch which would go on to feature on Python proper, the "Car Salesman" sketch, which is the direct ancestor of the now-famous Parrot Sketch, and the introduction of the "pepperpots," a Python mainstay). Why didn't I do this? Because I got bored, didn't want to write it, wasn't sure if it fit, wasn't sure if it was a good idea, and really was too busy playing Dark Souls.

Talia peeked her head into RC65536+3i "Erm, hello?"

Thoth looked up from his perusal of Renegades of Pern. "Ah. Talia. What seems to be the issue?"

"I was looking for Tom, actually. Said he'd keep me company on shift, and then never showed. So, have seen him, big guy?"

"I have not, since..." Thoth frowned. "Three days ago. Most unusual."

"Odd..." said Talia, rubbing her forehead in thought. "I don't suppose you could use some magical to track him down or something?"

"I could. But I see no sense in doing so. He will appear. I am sure of it. In any case, I have my studies to attend to." He put his head back into the book.

Talia promptly turned and banged her head on the wall. It wasn't actually a hard bang, just one for comedic effect. "So... let me get this straight. We have a simple, easy way to locate your missing partner, but you won't do it because you're too lazy, and you think he'll turn up on his own in a place like HQ. Instead, you're reading second-rate 80's fantasy in an attempt to get a grumpy alcoholic with emotional problems to like you."

Thoth turned a page. "Believe what you will."

"Well... THAT'S STUPID!"

At that precise moment, Tom staggered through the door. His eyes were bloodshot, his hair mussed, and his clothes looked like they had seen three days without a wash (which they had). He promptly collapsed into his chair/improvised bed. Thoth didn't bother looking up.

"Tom?" Talia asked, concerned. "What the heck happened to you? Are you alright? Why didn't you join me on shift? What could have done this?"

Tom grinned tiredly. "It..."

"Yes?"

"It was..."

"Come on, say it!"

"It was..."

"...You're really doing this. Really. Just so we're clear, if you say anything about soap, I'm going to murder you."

"It was... d-d-Dark... Souls..."

RC65536+3i seemed to grow quiet for a moment. And then...

"SERIOUSLY?"

Meanwhile, Thoth continued to read, relatively unperturbed.

Then why are there so many numerous redundancies in your own reply? If you're against redundancy, surely you shouldn't be talking redundantly or repetitively yourself?

But I wanted to share this old work of Nesh's that I liked.

Bonus: Leofric is a name that Nautilus went by at one point... >)

As we know, most organizations have an eye to self preservation! Redundancy must exist, or the DRD will, itself, be redundant!

Also, those are rather nice hands you've drawn, there. ;)

It very much feels like we're in the room, as well, which is nice.

I love all the little details in your picture. It feels like every time I look at it, I find something new about it. :) Now I kind of want to see a family portrait with her, Dafydd, and the kids...

As for my own art, I think I might have shared this before? Ah well—I haven't drawn anything else recently, so I might as well include them. They're showing up as pretty huge in the preview for some reason, so apologies for just putting in links instead.

Anyone who's read the wedding interlude for Ix and Charlotte will be familiar with this one.

Aegis, Silance, and I have been in a D&D game as of late, and this is my tiefling fighter, Trouble Belspira. No fancy color to her, just a sketch I did on the designated space in her character sheet.

Lastly, some of my WoW characters. Well, one of them is my mom's, but same difference. Here's a gallery link as well so they're not taking up the entire screen.

Well... pre-PPC art, anyway. A few weeks ago, I decided to sit down and draw what Constance Sims' childhood would have looked like:



(On deviantArt)

Hey, her Dad's an author, and she's a future PPC agent; of course she reads his books as he's writing them!

There's lots of fiddly details that I put in to amuse myself/fill space, for example:

-Constance has taken her socks off and dumped them on the floor; kids!
-She's also left a half-eaten bar of chocolate on the windowledge (probably not a good idea).
-With typical childhood lack of thinking, she is indeed drawing half-on the rug... despite the rest of the room being a wooden floor.
-The lamp by the window is actually mine.
-The rectangular photo on the shelf was taken in front of the trees outside the window (you can juuuust about make them out).
-I don't know what's in the strongbox, but it's a fair bet a) Joseph doesn't want Constance to get at it, and b) she's had a look anyway (probably by climbing on her stool plus a pile of books).

I've not done any other PPC drawings recently, but I have another recent piece (Batman fanart) up on dA, plus a couple more things coming... uh, when I get round to scanning and uploading them. ^_^ It's all over here.

This would be an ideal place for any other artistic types to post their own recent works, PPC or otherwise... ;)

hS