Masked Chat Transcript
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queensthiefThanks for an awesome chat, everyone! Glad you could come.
You all had me laughing out loud the whole night. Great job roleplaying! Without furthur fanfare, the complete transcript.
Identities are all listed at the end. To avoid spoilers, don't scroll to the end before you've finished reading!
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You all had me laughing out loud the whole night. Great job roleplaying! Without furthur fanfare, the complete transcript.
Identities are all listed at the end. To avoid spoilers, don't scroll to the end before you've finished reading!
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Lady Jane entered for the first time 17 hours ago
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*cleans out cobwebs, sweeps up
*puts up decorations
*lays out magical cookies
We're ready!
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Lady Jane: Yay! It's working!
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Moira entered for the first time 2 minutes ago
Moira: Hmm... I am early. Must set up my books for transcribing.
Moira: I'm sure my siblings will want to read this later. We find everything Eugenides does... fascinating.
Moira joined the chat
Moira accepts magical cookies
Moira: I'm getting the hang of this.
The Fly on the Wall joined the chat
The Fly on the Wall steals magical cookies
The Fly on the Wall: And is waiting for the olives
Moira doesn't recall any fly gods in her pantheon
The Fly on the Wall: Alas, we flies are very wronged. Who would I speak to about that?
Moira: My sister, Hephestia. I assume she could make a case to the creation goddesses. Appoint a fly deity...
Moira is not sure if she likes this idea
Moira makes note of that
The Fly on the Wall: I would very much like to be the fly deity.
The Fly on the Wall: *wonders: does this mean I get a great deal of power?
Moira: Under what authority do you have to be the god of flies?
Moira: I suppose it would give you control over all flies.
Moira isn't sure who would want this power.
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The Fly on the Wall: Apparently, it does not give me power over technology *rolls eyes*
The Fly on the Wall: I could vanish all other flies but myself.
The Fly on the Wall: Would you like that?
Moira wonders what technology has to do with flies
The Fly on the Wall: *banish* not vanish
Moira: Get rid of all the flies? I wouldn't mind...
Moira really likes this idea.
The Fly on the Wall: Then that shall be the case I will make to Hephestia!
The Fly on the Wall: Do you have any other requests of me?
The Fly on the Wall: You could be my first and most loyal follower!
Moira: The horses would appreciate it.
Moira: I am a god. I follow no god but the queen of gods, my sister Hephestia.
The Fly on the Wall: Hmm, I'm sure that humans are happier when their horses are not annoyed by flies. I will remember that.
The Fly on the Wall: *sighs* will have to wait for more visitors to gain followers
Moira: Our Chosen One Eugenides does not like horses though... He may not appreciate us making the horses's life easier.
The Fly on the Wall: Oh, would I then be in danger of Eugenides wrath? It is a good thing I have nothing for him to steal. I don't wear earrings.
Moira: Mortals should be arriving shortly.
Moira makes note of this in log book
The Fly on the Wall: Yes, well it is appropriate that the Gods arrive first.
The Fly on the Wall: *attempts to sneak peak at log book*
Moira shuts on fingers
Moira: Eugenides wrath could be no greater than any mortal. I'd fear the wrath of the gods more, and we like the horses.
Queen of Thieves entered for the first time
Moira: Ah, another of my brother's Chosen Ones.
The Fly on the Wall: Ah, most merciful queen of thieves. I have a proposition to make of you!
Queen of Thieves: Oh? *cocks head to one side, listening*
Moira: Welcome, mortal of the afterlife.
The Fly on the Wall: To you! Fly is very upset.
Queen of Thieves: Thank you, Moira. What upsets you, Fly?
Eugenides entered for the first time 5 seconds ago
The Fly on the Wall: I wish to become a god. Of the flies. I promise to banish all flies. Oh, and Fly is very upset that she can't seem to manage to express herself very clearly
Queen of Thieves: You wish to become... Lord of the Flies?
Moira: Indeed. We have been discussing his accent into divinity.
Queen of Thieves: Well, I support your bold ambition, though I have no power to grant any such request, being a mere (deceased) mortal.
Moira: I promised to petition my sister, the queen of the gods.
Moira he promised to make the flies stop biting me
Queen of Thieves: *stops short, staring at Eugenides*
Moira: Even gods get bitten by flies.
Eugenides: Something on my face? *grins*
Moira: Mother and son are reunited?
The Fly on the Wall: that is a most terrible thing, Moira.
Queen of Thieves: ...it can't be.
Queen of Thieves: Moira, do the gods mock me?
Moira: No... Well. I'm not mocking you
Moira is being honest
Eugenides: I might mock you.
Moira her siblings might be
The Fly on the Wall: *wonders if we are seeing god or mortal
Queen of Thieves: Surely my god, even in merriment, would not be so cruel as to wear the face of my son.
Moira: Eugenides mocks even me, though...
Moira: I'm pretty sure that's actually him.
Moira: It's certainly not my brother.
THE Magus entered for the first time
Queen of Thieves: So... not tall. But grown.
Moira pinches Eugenides to make sure.
THE Magus: Hello, all.
Eugenides: Ow!
Moira snort
Queen of Thieves: *clasps hands tightly, shaking a little*
Eugenides: Magus! Where's my food? I'm hungry!
Moira is uncomfortable with family reunions
Queen of Thieves: YOU'RE uncomfortable with them.
Moira: Welcome, mortal magus.
Eugenides: Are you a ghost, Queen of Thieves? Or should I call you mother?
THE Magus: Jeez, Gen, are you still complaining?
Moira: I believe she is a ghost granted form for this one night.
Eugenides: Me? Oh, I would never complain. Not me. Nope.
The Fly on the Wall: Fly leaves to begin promised banishment of flies.
THE Magus: Don't make me beat you with my riding crop.
Moira: Oh dear... Mortal conflict.
Eugenides hugs mother
Moira made a joke
Queen of Thieves hugs Eugenides, silent tears running down face
Eugenides: You wouldn't dare. glares
THE Magus: Moira, I thought you were above all this mortal conflict stuff.
THE Magus: Oh, just try me.
Moira: I'm curious.
Eugenides scowls and steps forward
Moira makes note in log book of fates
THE Magus steps back warily
Eugenides turns away and folds arms
THE Magus: Where is Pol when you need him?
Queen of Thieves: Eugenides, behave.
THE Magus: Oh...dead. that's right.
Queen of Thieves can't help smiling, though
Moira: Dead.
Moira is not one to sugarcoat
Eugenides: Yes, Mother.
THE Magus: Gen's mother is here???
Queen of Thieves laughs out loud
Eugenides snorts
Eugenides: You didn't notice?
Eugenides: You don't notice a lot of things, magus.
Queen of Thieves: Pretending to be meek and obedient doesn't suit you, my son.
THE Magus: Well, I'm sort of wrapped up in my scientific research. And keeping Sophos alive.
Eugenides: Hm, didn't think so. Just thought I ought to try it out. You never know.
Moira: Magus allow me to introduce you to our visiting ghost.
Eugenides: Speaking of Useless the Younger...where is he?
Queen of Thieves hops lightly onto parapet and does a handstand, just to see Eugenides blanch
Eugenides yawns
Moira: My student on the rulings of man. He should be coming too.
THE Magus: Hello, visiting ghost, and also sacred Moira.
Queen of Thieves curtsies to Magus
THE Magus: I've never met immortals before.
Queen of Thieves: Hello, Magus.
Eugenides: What, you'll talk to them, but not to me, magus?
THE Magus: Though I've studied them and the stories they appear in.
Moira: I believed my brother, the god of thieves, has granted her form for this night, as a sort of practical joke.
Queen of Thieves: I hope you succeed in teaching my son better manners than I ever did.
THE Magus shakes head and pinches the bridge of his nose.
Eugenides: What do I need with manners? picks teeth
THE Magus: Yes, Gen, I will certainly talk to you.
Moira wonders if she should mention the riding crop incident
Eugenides: Delightful.
THE Magus: How is your dear Queen, Helen?
THE Magus: Cuz I kinda have a crush on her.
Eugenides blanches
Moira makes not in log book
Queen of Thieves chortles
THE Magus: Oops, did I say that out loud?
Moira magus likes Helen, sitting in a tree
Queen of Thieves sits cross-legged on parapet and props chin on hand, fascinated
THE Magus totally DOES have a crush
Eugenides: stiffly Yes, magus, you did.
Moira: This had been added to the sacred book of time.
THE Magus: Dang.
Eugenides: Don't go near my cousin.
Eugenides: Or do you want to hurt Sophos' feelings?
THE Magus: Don't worry, I understand about her and Sophos. It's fine.
THE Magus wipes a tear
Eugenides lifts eyebrow
Moira: My student would be heartbroken is his teacher and father figure stole his beloved.
Moira lays on the guilt
Moira: *if
Eugenides: See? Even the gods agree with me. crosses arms
THE Magus: Ok, ok. Forget I said anything.
Moira: This god also makes typos. That's embarrassing.
Eugenides: Good. And my queen's fine, by the way. She just needs to tell off her royal dressers...
THE Magus: So the gods are not infallible...interesting.
Moira looks for magical eraser
Eugenides: Er, not good that the god makes typos, Moira. I wasn't directing that to you.
Moira: Of course, Chosen One.
Moira: Your wife is upset?
Moira makes not in log book
THE Magus: No pressure, Gen. I mean Chosen One.
Moira Irene Attolia is mad at hairdressers
Moira: My brother's Chosen One, at least...
Eugenides shakes head
Moira secretly prefers Sophos
Eugenides: Hey!
Eugenides pouts
THE Magus: Ooh, who has a crush now?
Moira: Umm...
Moira: No one...?
THE Magus: Um, please don't throw any thunderbolts.
Eugenides: On Sophos???
Moira scribbles furiously in log book
Eugenides: Good idea, magus. I'll go steal them.
Moira: That's my sister's power. All I can do is make up stories about you in the sacred book of time.
Moira: Or... post them to the internet.
Eugenides tries to peek at book
Moira is a blackmailing god
Moira slams on fingers
Eugenides yells at top of lungs
Eugenides: That hurt!
Moira: Good.
Eugenides sucks on fingers
Moira has no remorse
THE Magus: Moira, those tweets might come back to haunt you.
Eugenides glares at Moira
THE Magus: ...not that you can't do anything you want, oh immortal one.
Eugenides: Like the twittering birds in my stomach?
Moira: I'm a god.
Eugenides: I hope not.
Eugenides: Er, once again, Moira, that wasn't directed at you...
Moira: I only Tweet when I'm bored. It gets lonely...
Eugenides: Magus, where's my food? I'm still hungry.
Moira: The other gods don't like to keep me company when I sit and record the histories of mankind
Moira magically makes food appear
Moira stop whining
Eugenides: I'd like some roast pheasants in sauce and some nice wine. Not that cheap stuff.
Moira sigh
THE Magus brings out olives, oatmeal, and strong, bitter coffee
Eugenides: Are you going to tell me to go to bed too Moira?
THE Magus: No fresh bread, sorry.
Queen of Thieves pours a goblet of wine and sips thoughtfully
Eugenides sulks
Moira: Speaking of coffee. I will be right back. magically transports herself to a Starbucks
Eugenides: I like sweeter coffee...
Moira: I would rather get coffee.
THE Magus: Gen, where is that pet guard of yours? I can't remember his name.
Eugenides: I don't have a guard, magus.
Eugenides: Not yet.
THE Magus: Well, you should.
THE Magus: You ARE king.
Eugenides: Though I do try to ditch the ones Helen sends after me all the time. She's far too persistent.
Eugenides: King of what? The library?
Eugenides: I'm not king of anything, magus. Unless you'd like me to take over Sounis. Because your king's an idiot.
THE Magus: Ok, you want to play that game. Yes, the library. King of the library.
THE Magus: Well, his majesty does have his faults, but he is not without redemption.
Eugenides snorts
The Fly on the Wall: *returns as silent observer *
Eugenides: Sure, sure, sure.
THE Magus: He does think very highly of his blond curls.
Eugenides snickers
Eugenides: And his clothes. And his palace. And - need I go on?
The Fly on the Wall: Should not Eugenides be king of Sounis as he found the stone that was to marry the bearer to the queen? *wonders*
THE Magus: No, no, no, fly. You have to give the stone to someone else.
THE Magus: That's what gives it it's power, if I remember correctly.
Moira: I'm back, mortals.
THE Magus: Although I could be wrong.
THE Magus: Kidding! I'm never wrond.
Moira: Miss me?
Eugenides: I really thought Useless the Younger would be here by now. I was hoping to tease - I mean speak - with him.
The Fly on the Wall: Is not very good with history.
THE Magus: Unless it's in spelling "wrong"
The Fly on the Wall: Did you bring coffee for us all?
Eugenides: I could debate that, magus.
Eugenides: Is it sweet coffee?
The Fly on the Wall: We could use some readings from your book, dear goddess.
Moira makes coffee appear
Eugenides: And, as much as it pains me to admit, I think the magus is right.
The Fly on the Wall: *wonders if it is pumpkin spice coffee*
THE Magus loves pumpkin spice
Moira but not sweet coffee because she is annoyed with Gen
Eugenides sulks
Moira makes a pumpkin spice latte appear for fly deity
THE Magus: Annoyed with Eugenides? Imagine that.
Eugenides: What? You can't be annoyed with me. I never annoy people, right Mother? hides grin
THE Magus examines the pumpkin spice latte in a scientific sort of way
THE Magus takes a sip just to test it
Eugenides: It's coffee, magus. dryly You're supposed to drink it.
Eugenides: Or did you think I poisoned it when you weren't looking?
Eugenides: I could have, you never know.
THE Magus: It's delicious. And immortal.
Eugenides: Or maybe...slipped something else in its place.
Moira: We do not dissect Starbucks lattes, magus
THE Magus: I would put nothing past you, you viper.
The Fly on the Wall: Knows Eugenides would never use poisoning - he is much to sly for that
Eugenides: You still could have acted more surprised, you know.
Moira: I prefer Vulpine.
Eugenides: Well I prefer earrings.
Moira: That is his wife's trademark.
The Fly on the Wall: It is a good thing Attila is not here. Then I would be afraid. Very afraid.
Moira: He must have his own style.
THE Magus: Sorry, Your Immortal Record Keeper.
The Fly on the Wall: *Attolia
Moira: Your are forgiven, mortal magus.
THE Magus: Whew.
The Fly on the Wall: Moira is much more forgiving than her brother
Eugenides: Wife, Moira? I wasn't aware I had a wife yet.
THE Magus was sweating it for a minute there.
Moira is a very gracious deity
Moira: Hmm... It appears this Eugenides is stuck in a time loop.
Eugenides: Though I'm sure I could think of someone I'd like to marry if you give me a moment...
Moira: Oh dear...
Moira Recalls all the cousins he could marry.
THE Magus: Not Agape? She IS your cousin.
The Fly on the Wall: *knows of secret moments where the thief spies on certain people*
Moira May have altered time.
Eugenides: My cousins? Oh no, not them. I wouldn't want to marry any of them.
Moira: Certain people?
THE Magus: Who, then?
THE Magus is curious
The Fly on the Wall: It is not the Fly's place to tell
Eugenides: No one. No one. blushes and feels like Sophos
Moira: Did I need to enter your dreams, again?
The Fly on the Wall: Perhaps we could convince Eugenides to share...
Eugenides: Well, I'm not telling either, so you can keep your curiosity to yourself.
Eugenides: No, no, you don't need to go that far, Moira.
THE Magus: Ha, everyone is ganging up on Gen. I like that.
Eugenides: Well, I don't.
Eugenides crosses arms
The Fly on the Wall: Fly knows how Eugenides feels.
Moira plans to enter dreams later
Moira will post her findings to Twitter
Sophos entered for the first time
Eugenides: At least someone does, fly.
Sophos: Hi everyone!
Eugenides: THERE you are, Usless the - I mean, Sophos.
Moira: Ah, my student!
Sophos: Magus!
Eugenides: I've been waiting for you.
Sophos: MOIRA! <3
Sophos blushes
Eugenides: What about me?
Eugenides: Are you just going to ignore me?
Sophos: GEN!
Eugenides finally
Sophos: There, all better?
Eugenides: Hm, I suppose.
Eugenides: My cousin, Eddis, says to tell you hello.
Sophos: Gosh, how is everyone? I am my usual sweet and naive self.
Eugenides: They're all ganging up on me. So - the usual.
Sophos: Oh, Eddis? Do you think she *likes* me?
Moira: Busy being immortal.
Eugenides: Yes, yes, see we can talk about this instead of who *I* like.
Sophos bows to his teacher
Eugenides: Much better.
Moira: I was going to enter Eugenides dreams to discover his secret crush.
Sophos: Wait, what?
Eugenides: No you aren't!
Sophos: You can do that?
The Fly on the Wall: *be careful what you say, Sophos. This is all recorded for the annals of history
Moira: And post it on Twitter!
THE Magus is fascinated to learn more about the gods
Moira: Indeed.
Sophos is a little tongue tied to think about the annals of history
Moira: If you wish me not to how else should I entertain myself?
Moira: Do you have any jokes?
Eugenides: Well, there's the one about Archimededs and the olives...Or have you heard that one already?
Eugenides: Archimedes*
Moira: Go on...
Books entered for the first time
Books left the chat
Queen of Thieves would also be very interested to know Eugenides' secret crush
The Queen of Attolia entered for the first time
Eugenides: Not you, too, Mother.
Eugenides: Oh no.
THE Magus: Your majesty!
Moira: Ah, more mortals are dropping in.
The Fly on the Wall: Yes, Gen. you should tell your mother.
Eugenides: Um, no I shouldn't.
Moira finds them very entertaining.
Eugenides glances at Attolia
Queen of Thieves: That's all right, Fly. I've seen all I need to know.
Moira: Your future wife is here, Chosen One.
The Queen of Attolia: Looks around disapprovingly with one eyebrow quirked
Queen of Thieves is definitely not getting involved in politics
Sophos: Wife??? Are you KIDDING me?
Eugenides: *coughs*
Moira: Opps... needs to stop blowing holes in time.
The Fly on the Wall: We always knew he had a crush.
The Fly on the Wall: A girlfriend even
THE Magus: I thought she looked at him as if she'd like to keep him.
The Fly on the Wall: Who could read.
The Queen of Attolia: I demand to know the meaning of this
Moira: She certainly can.
Eugenides: Well, how do you know my sweetheart's literate?
Sophos hides behind the sofa
Eugenides rolls eyes at Sophos
Moira: Never mind, fair queen.
Eugenides glanes at Attolia
Moira scribbles in log book
Eugenides *glances
Sophos changes color so as not to upset Attolia
Moira: Good idea.
The Fly on the Wall: *wonders if there are any orange trees around.
Eugenides: Aren't you going to greet me, Your Majesty?
Queen of Thieves: Allow me to introduce myself, Your Majesty. I am Eugenides' mother, visiting from beyond the grave.
Eugenides: I like oranges trees. They almost make me want to...dance.
THE Magus slaps his head at Gen's stupidity
The Fly on the Wall: *reminds Attolia that red and orange clash.
Queen of Thieves: I apologize in advance for all the heart palpitations my son is going to cause you.
The Fly on the Wall: *points out Eugenides is wearing orange
Eugenides: What? I like orange. It's cheerful.
Eugenides: Almost as good as yellow.
Queen of Thieves: Or perhaps... has already begun to cause? *eyes Attolia with a sly twinkle*
The Queen of Attolia: I haven't the slightest clue what is going on here, but I do wish to reiterate that if I should do much as an earring out of place, you will regret it deeply
THE Magus: We all want to strangle him, at one time or another.
Moira notes ghost mother apologies for son
The Queen of Attolia: Strangling is not what I had in mind....
Eugenides: You mean...these earrings? *holds up a pair of earrings innocently*
THE Magus winces
The Queen of Attolia: Teleus!
Sophos: Gen, give those back!
Eugenides runs
Eugenides: Can't, they're already dedicated to the altar!
Moira: This is not good...
Moira: My altar?
Moira is hopeful
THE Magus: Gen, why do you always have to be so obstinate?
The Queen of Attolia: I might spare you if you choose to serve me....
THE Magus: Queen of Thieves, can't you do anything about his behavior?
Moira: It was predicted he would be this way... So he does have an excuse.
Eugenides: I can't serve you, Your Majesty.
The Fly on the Wall: Where is his father when you need him?
Eugenides: I have a sweetheart, you see.
Queen of Thieves: Dear Magus, I'm afraid I taught him nearly everything he knows.
The Queen of Attolia: Oh?
Sophos: Well, our natures are not set in stone, right Moira? After all, I become Buffed Up Sophos later.
Sophos: Who would have thunk it?
Eugenides: Yes, I've promised myself to her, so...
THE Magus: I should have guessed. The Queens' Thieves are just like that.
Moira: It was also predicted you would become buff, my student.
Eugenides: What do you mean by that, magus? Charming?
Moira smiles to herself
Eugenides grins
THE Magus: CONTRARY.
Moira does not have a crush, even a little one
The Queen of Attolia: I doubt anyone here finds you charming, except, perhaps your imaginary sweetheart
Eugenides: She finds me very charming.
The Fly on the Wall: *wonders how sweethearts entered the equation. Last she checked they were discussing service to the queen, not marriage
Sophos: Well, ok. Does that mean I have no free will? Because I think I do. I can go on building rock walls, or I can become a lion.
Sophos thinks this is true but is not sure
Eugenides: If anyone cares, I vote for the lion.
Moira: All possibilities are predicted in the annuals of time.
The Fly on the Wall: Sophos has hit one the major question of the universe
Sophos: Darn, I was hoping for the rock walls. I'm not so good with a sword.
Moira: All things may happen and I know all.
The Fly on the Wall: Don't worry Sophos. Swords are not the only weapons.
THE Magus: you do fine with a sword, Sophos. Ambiades's arms are just longer.
The Fly on the Wall: Tables work too.
Moira: You chose your own fate, my student.
The Queen of Attolia: One doesn't need a sword, when he or she may do just as well with, say, a penknife or an inkwell
Sophos: Tables?? Wut??
Moira: Or poison?
Eugenides: And Ambiades has had years of fencing practice.
Sophos can't imagine what he might do with a table
The Queen of Attolia: Quite
Moira: Is Ambiades not dead yet?
Moira: Opps..
Moira did it again
THE Magus: Or a pistol, Sophos. Who knows?
Eugenides: You could even use hooks, Sophos.
The Fly on the Wall: *suggests Magus should conduct lessons in the defense against tables.
Sophos feels a lot of pressure to kill people with poison, pistols, hooks, or swords
Sophos: I don't like killing people.
Eugenides: And you think I do?
THE Magus: Defense against tables, right. makes a note
The Queen of Attolia: You'll get over it
Moira: Hesitation to resort to violence is not a weakness, my student.
Sophos shudders
Eugenides: Says the fiend from...I mean...
Moira eyes certain people
Sophos hides
The Fly on the Wall: You should not offend the gods, Gen. You have been warned.
The Fly on the Wall: Three times I think.
THE Magus: Ha, he never listens
Eugenides: Oops.
Moira: We make exceptions for the Chosen One.
THE Magus: And I still haven't forgiven you for that whole Hamiathes Gift thing.
The Queen of Attolia: I have important matters to attend to, but know that I have my master of spies monitoring this little gathering closely.
THE Magus bows to his rival queen
Moira wonders if Relius is fly on the wall
The Fly on the Wall: *grins wickedly*
Moira: You will forgive him, magus.
Moira makes note in log book
Eugenides balances on parapet
The Queen of Attolia: *smirjs because she does actually have fly spies*
The Queen of Attolia: *smirks
Sophos: Darn it, Moira. I'd rather carry a grudge, thank you.
Moira shrugs
Moira: It's what happens when you speak with gods.
Sophos: The gods are pretty terrifying.
The Fly on the Wall: As terrifying as the Queen of Attolia?
Eugenides: Especially when you mistake them for statues.
Moira doesn't like being called terrifying
Eugenides: No one's as terrifying as the Queen of Attolia.
The Queen of Attolia: I suggest someone remove Eugenides from that parapet, I should not be so careless with such a valuable asset
THE Magus: Now, Sophos, those are just stories that are passed along from generation to generation. Present company, accepted.
Moira brings up Twitter account
Moira: You could push him then no one could use him against you.
Eugenides: I'm not your asset.
The Fly on the Wall: *is glad there is no wine.
Eugenides: Hey!
Moira facepalm
THE Magus: Where did his mother go? She may be the only one who can control him.
The Queen of Attolia: Perhaps I will...
Eugenides lifts eyebrows
Moira: She makes him worse...
Moira: He did get in from somewhere.
Moira: *it
The Queen of Attolia: Oh, I could definitely control him...
THE Magus: Please try, your majesty.
The Fly on the Wall: Certainly not his father.
Eugenides: You think so? grins I'd like to see you try.
Eugenides: Your Majesty.
The Queen of Attolia: Is that a challenge?
Moira: Mortals...
Sophos: Yikes.
Eugenides: What do you think?
The Queen of Attolia: Do you think it's Wise to challenge me of all people?
The Queen of Attolia: You know I have excellent aim with an inkwell.
Moira: Our Chosen One never considers what is wise before he acts.
Eugenides: Oh, I don't know about that, but I'm a master of foolhardy plans.
Eugenides: I have even better aim. And I'm good at ducking.
Moira: It was also predicted.
The Queen of Attolia: And lots of guards with excellent aim with a crossbow
Moira: He's also good at ducking.
Eugenides: As long as they don't have dogs.
The Queen of Attolia: We have dogs.
The Queen of Attolia: Lots of them
The Fly on the Wall: Eugenides hates dogs AND horses
The Fly on the Wall: He has a great many weaknesses
The Queen of Attolia: We have horses too.
Moira: Fluffy dogs or sick 'em boy! dogs?
THE Magus: He is hopeless on a horse
Eugenides ...
The Fly on the Wall: He should learn to make friends with the dogs at least
The Queen of Attolia: We don't do fluffy.
The Fly on the Wall: It would aid him in sneaking around
Moira likes fluffy dogs
Eugenides: I could give them cheese. That might make them more friendly...
Moira: Are you confusing dogs with mice?
The Fly on the Wall: *did not think bribery was Eugenides strong point
Moira makes note Chosen One confuses dogs with mice
The Queen of Attolia: Cheese? Do you goatfeet not know the difference between dogs and mice?
Queen of Thieves is definitely not going to interfere in this conversation for the WORLD
Eugenides pleading eyes at Mother
Moira: Your mother is laughing at you.
Eugenides sighs
Moira records this in the sacred book of time
The Queen of Attolia: Eddis is such a backwards country, I've been meaning to conquer it one of these days...
THE Magus: Everyone, I have to go to an important meeting with my king, to talk about how we're going to invade...I mean, negotiate with our neighboring countries. Forgive me, but TTYL.
Moira: I'm afraid that's not one of my predicted outcomes, queen of mortals.
The Queen of Attolia: Phresine, put it on my schedule for next Tuesday
The Fly on the Wall: Perhaps you could improve their education
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Eugenides: Sure you will, Your Majesty. I'll steal peace before you conquer Eddis.
THE Magus: Bye, all!
THE Magus left the chat
Moira: Farewell, Magus. Please unmask before you leave.
Eugenides: Going back to Sounis already?
Sophos: He has business there, I guess. My uncle is pretty cray cray.
THE Magus joined the chat
The Queen of Attolia: Of course, he now knows all your secrets, in addition to your frightful lack of education and is off to enlighten his king
THE Magus changed name to checkers
Eugenides: Drat. Well, I hope he won't be missing this. Holds out fibula pin
checkers left the chat
Moira: Cray, cray is a good description of him.
Moira: Also dead.
Moira: Thank you Magus/Checkers. Goodnight.
The Fly on the Wall: *thinks Moira likes killing people.
The Queen of Attolia: Thanks checkers!
Eugenides: You want to kill themagus?
Eugenides: *the magus
Eugenides: *agrees with fly
Moira: I meant Sounis, Sophos's uncle.
Moira: He will die soon. Not of my doing.
Sophos: Don't kill the Magus!
Eugenides: Oh, well, in that case...
Moira shrugs
Sophos: Oh, whew, ok
The Fly on the Wall: I thought it was against the gods nature to let us mortals know what happens in the future
Moira: The magus will not die, my student. He has much to do according to my book.
Moira: I may have drunk too much coffee.
The Fly on the Wall: * thinks Moira is feeling very generous tonight
The Fly on the Wall: Suggest we ask Moira all the questions we may have
Moira what happens in the Conspiracy Room stays in the Conspiracy Room
The Queen of Attolia: I am really leaving now, but I will be watching......
The Queen of Attolia left the chat
Eugenides: No, don't go - I mean...
Moira reminds chatters to unmask before they leave
Moira: Thank you.
The Queen of Attolia joined the chat
The Fly on the Wall: Asks Moira for directions on how to unmask
The Queen of Attolia left the chat
Eugenides misses Attolia
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Moira: Good night Attolia!
Moira: Mortals may log out then log back in under their regular handle.
Eugenides: What about gods?
Eugenides grins
The Fly on the Wall: *nods in understanding
Queen of Thieves left the chat 27 seconds ago
The Fly on the Wall: Eugenides thinks he is a God?
Eugenides: Mother, don't go!
RJAnderson entered for the first time 7 seconds ago
BooksRGood4U: Good night! (*was Queen of Attolia, but has apparently been deposed and is back to being her regular self*). Have fun guys!!
RJAnderson: Well, that was fun. big grin
Eugenides: No, no, just wondering if it was different for the immortals.
Moira: Gods have special commands. smile
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The Fly on the Wall: Gods control the chat room.
Moira: Good night queen of Thieves
Eugenides laughs
The Fly on the Wall: * needs to leave, too.
The Fly on the Wall left the chat
Moira: Goodnight, fly.
Eugenides: I should probably get back to thieving things.
Bookworm entered for the first time
RJAnderson: I admit that before I joined, I did not adequately think through the implications of signing in as Gen's mother... LOL.
RJAnderson left the chat
Eugenides changed name to royal_sheep
Moira: Good night, Eugenides
Bookworm: That was lots of fun!
Moira: Thank you for coming,
Bookworm: Hope everyone remembers to log into Chatzy more! And leave messages.
royal_sheep: This was so much fun! I might watch for a few minutes though. See if the gods or Sophos do anything interesting...
Moira: Indeed, Bookworm. smile
Moira: My student is still here? Shall we continue to study the rulings of man?
Moira: Just because it is a dream doesn't mean it's not real.
Moira clever HP reference
royal_sheep can't resist breaking watching to call out the HP reference
Moira: Sophia may actually be asleep.
Moira: Sophos
royal_sheep laughs. Oh dear. Or should that be lion?
Moira: I didn't mean to call you a girl
Moira: Gods also make typos, and autocorrect still hates us
royal_sheep: Don't worry, so do mortals. This one in particular.
Moira: No one asked me questions about the future.
Moira: I will be in your dreams tonight, mortals, so do please have interesting ones!
Moira left the chat 4 minutes ago
royal_sheep: No unmasking the gods, I see...
ninedaysaqueen entered for the first time 2 minutes ago
ninedaysaqueen: Hope everyone had a good time!
ninedaysaqueen: I did unmask. Just took a second.
lurking lurker entered for the first time 118 seconds ago
ninedaysaqueen: Good night, Sophos. Please unmask later.
Sophos changed name to checkers
checkers: Ok, that was me, too. Gnite, all!
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And yes, I did play Moira, because I would be copying/pasting the chat the whole time. XDCast
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checkers65477Attolia: booksrgood4u
booksrgood4uQueen of Thieves: rj_anderson
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