[Voice post] [Locked from all known baddies]

[shout_geronimo]

[aaaaand here comes the Doctor, bright and cheerful despite the circumstances]

It's clear to me that a lot of us are in need of some fun right now, after everything that's happened recently. The city falls, we're kicked out, a lot of us have run out of tea... [he pauses with a little sigh, as though reflecting on the abominable tea shortage]

It's also occurred to me that I'm getting married. Again. I know the invitations have been sent out... sort of, but I know you're all just dying to know, when will this fabulous event be held?

[a dramatic pause and then]

Soon. Very soon, in fact.

Comments

[limitbreakpilot]

Course it is. Question is, which of these floors has any idea how to make tea?

[shout_geronimo]

I'm sure we can figure something out. I've still got some leaves left, and my other self might still have a decent store of tea. Ooh! We could try cloning!

[limitbreakpilot]

Cloning what? The damned tea?

[shout_geronimo]

Yes! It's brilliant!

[limitbreakpilot]

It's damned strange, is what it is.

[shout_geronimo]

I know! Isn't it great?

[limitbreakpilot]

It's somethin' alright.

[text]

[biphasic]

Definition: married?

[shout_geronimo]

Definition: people who are united in marriage. Marriage is a formal union, normally between two people. Usually, it's recognized by law, but it can be informal, too.

[biphasic]

[There's a pause as Rinzler processes the information. Most of it easy enough to associate with various bits and pieces of life on the Grid. Not that it made a lot of sense even past that though. What was the point in united two Users? Did it make it easier to dual-process?]

Understood.

[shout_geronimo]

Good. I hope we'll see you there.

[biphasic]

Why?

[shout_geronimo]

Because I'd like you to be there. You may not have had much opportunity to notice, Rinzler, but I do rather like you.

[biphasic]

User sentimentality.

[shout_geronimo]

Oi! There's nothing wrong with that.

[biphasic]

Not relevant. Cannot be processed/compiled.

[halfdarkened]

...That's informative.

And again?

[shout_geronimo]

If nothing else, I'm concise. [liar]

Yep! Again. Been married a good few times, in my years.

[halfdarkened]

I guess.

You're pretty optimistic for divorces. Or... Are you a widower?

[shout_geronimo]

[a pause, and then]

Yes.

[somethingblue]

Do you think it will be fun enough for them? A wedding? It could raise gloominess, I suppose.






( as an after thought )

I do miss the tea.

[shout_geronimo]

Dear, how often to people not have at least a little fun when we're around?

I do, too. I'm sure we'll think of something.

[somethingblue]

Very true, my sweet Thief. One does have a hard time to not enjoy themselves in my presence. ( ego much? naaah ) Oh, and yours as well. ( she teases, really! )

Perhaps there is a machine we can locate to make us something that isn't entirely unlike tea, I know it wasn't good enough for that Arthur Dent bloke in that one novel, but who can be so choosey, really?

[voice]

[halvedhowl]

Where are you holding it?

[voice]

[shout_geronimo]

Somewhere! And not just any somewhere, Macalania woods! They're blue, you know. It's her favorite color.

[voice]

[halvedhowl]

Sounds fun. I look forward to it.