one, voice

[conjuren]

[ after sleeping really good for... a few days, this one rabbit is up and ready for whatever challenge will be put in front of him. but before he can go back to being objective and sane about the situation, he's going to be laughing loudly for several minutes. ] Oh, but it's just- [ nah, false alarm. he's having the time of his life laughing on his

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[conflictings]

This is the furthest from fun.

[conjuren]

You sure 'bout that?

[conflictings]

Pretty damn positive.

[conjuren]

How positive is that? Like venereal disease positive or 'I'm pregnant' positive?

[minimosey]

[...Cloud's thinking this guy would be shipped to medical if there was something like that here.]

Cut that out. Did all the water get to you or something?

[conjuren]

That's a serious question. [ oh cloud. you got him thinking all seriously now, sobering up just for you. ]

[minimosey]

[The change throws Cloud off.] Well--

It wouldn't be surprising if someone went a little nuts. We get kidnapped--or "summoned" to this weird place, surrounded by the ocean... [He trails off into silence.]

[conjuren]

[ you're giving him good argument points, cloudy ] Does it feel like the Pacific Ocean to you? I think it's more like the Atlantic.

[onecoolcop]

....What are you even laughing about?

[conjuren]

What is there not to laugh about?

[maskedclown]

...Have you finally lost it?

[conjuren]

Merely found it, beansprout!

[maskedclown]

It's Allen, not bean sprout.

And found what exactly?

[conjuren]

Whatever you think I lost.

[unbid]

Hasn't it?

[conjuren]

Ah, finally! A good sport!

[unbid]

Not a particularly competitive sport, I hope. I've never been good at those.

[conjuren]

A sense of humor sport. Many people are challenged in that, it seems.