Gareth/OOC

<OOC> Gareth says, "It's like World of Darkness meets Always Sunny in Philadelphia"
<OOC> Jai says, "Smokes, donuts, huffing liquid evil? It's Thursday, right?"

Fred pages: You should be so jealous, I gotta armful of women right now.
Fred pages: They'd be crying if it was you, though, so I guess it can't be helped.
You paged Fred with ‘They're better off Fred :)’

You receive a text from Katie: I once knew a b'y named Gareth
You receive a text from Katie: His chest didn't even have Haireth
You receive a text from Katie: He died with a grin
You receive a text from Katie: The worm on his chin
You receive a text from Katie: And Liane charged his corpse a tariff

You receive a text from Jai: If you want my advice? Or hell I guess even if you don't... yeah, give things a chance and see. Walls are there for a
You receive a text from Jai: reason, but so are doors. He said cheesily. Accurate, though.
You text to Jai: Hah! Good advice, I'll have to think about that.
You receive a text from Jai: Just be sure to check the peephole and stuff. End of tortured analogy before it starts getting really weird. ;)
You text to Jai: That sounded oddly sexual!
You receive a text from Jai: I know, right? Just think if it'd gone on to involve doorbells and locks and keys and especially knockers!
You text to Jai: bwahaha!
You receive a text from Jai: 'Hey baby, my door is pre-hung, wanna jamb?' Door parts I am also avoiding now: knobs.
You receive a text from Jai: Aw man, now I'm thinking about 'sliding the bolt' in a whole new light.
You text to Jai: A lot hinges on her openness, though. To frame the question another way.
You receive a text from Jai: HA. So very, very true. It isn't an open-and-shut case.
You receive a text from Jai: But hey, you could be on the threshold of something cool.
You text to Jai: I think I have my foot in the door, yeah.
You receive a text from Jai: Yeah, it definitely sounds like you've got an opening here!

<OOC> Joel says, "You know what he is already."
<OOC> Joel says, "Race: Badass"
<OOC> Liane says, "Yes, but what subspecies? >_>"
<OOC> Joel says, "Subspecies Sexy Mofo"
<OOC> Joel says, "You know this, Liane. You know these things!"
<OOC> Liane swoons. Screaming women can be heard in the background.
<OOC> Joel says, "It's a racial flaw of the Sexy Mofo. Liane fainting, 1 pt flaw. Women screaming in the background all the time, 3 pt flaw."
<OOC> Gareth snorts.
<OOC> Liane says, "His sexy aura all but one of my intelligence dice!"
<OOC> Joel says, "Lol wat?"
<OOC> Liane says, "STEALS. See? Can't type I!"