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Because sometimes my head works like a chatroom, I give you a conversation between XG!Sean and TJ, sages/DM!Abby, XMM!Kitty and Jono, and Carbon (who's prettymuch the same regardless of what game she's in).
Abby: *smacks the back of Sean’s head*
Sean: What was that for?
TJ: Like you don’t know!
Abby: He doesn’t know, that’s the problem! Can you not SEE it?
Sean: What?!
Kitty: This is sad.
Abby: Dude, you’ve swept the girl off her feet, and you don’t even realize it. Now she’s in her room, crying and eating ice cream because you gave her the Best Friend Speech.
Sean: …Wait. What? She’s less than half my age! I could be her father!
Carbon: Are you sure you’re not? You seem to have a bit of an issue with that as of late.
Abby: Okay, YOU? Are creepy. And you don’t leave fingerprints or trace evidence; do you have ANY idea how scary that is to me?
Carbon: *self-satisfied smirk*
Sean: *sighs, looks at typist* You need more male muses so they can stop ganging up on me.
Jono: *Eyes Abby… pretends not to eye Carbon, knowing full well she can probably find a way to kill him. Probably shouldn’t find that as sexy as he does*
Sean: Can we get back to why we seem to think Lorna feels that way about me?
TJ, Abby and Kitty, in unison: *facepalm*
Carbon: *rolls eyes and laughs*
TJ: This is going to end badly if you don’t wake the hell up about this.
Sean: Well, excuse me for being friendly.
Abby: You’re an ex-spy with a sexy Irish brogue and you look like Kenneth Branagh. How do you EXPECT women to respond to you?!
Sean: Well, when you put it that way…
Carbon: If it makes you feel any better, I find you quite detestable.
Sean: Then I’m doing something right.
Yeah I'm... probably insane.
Abby: *smacks the back of Sean’s head*
Sean: What was that for?
TJ: Like you don’t know!
Abby: He doesn’t know, that’s the problem! Can you not SEE it?
Sean: What?!
Kitty: This is sad.
Abby: Dude, you’ve swept the girl off her feet, and you don’t even realize it. Now she’s in her room, crying and eating ice cream because you gave her the Best Friend Speech.
Sean: …Wait. What? She’s less than half my age! I could be her father!
Carbon: Are you sure you’re not? You seem to have a bit of an issue with that as of late.
Abby: Okay, YOU? Are creepy. And you don’t leave fingerprints or trace evidence; do you have ANY idea how scary that is to me?
Carbon: *self-satisfied smirk*
Sean: *sighs, looks at typist* You need more male muses so they can stop ganging up on me.
Jono: *Eyes Abby… pretends not to eye Carbon, knowing full well she can probably find a way to kill him. Probably shouldn’t find that as sexy as he does*
Sean: Can we get back to why we seem to think Lorna feels that way about me?
TJ, Abby and Kitty, in unison: *facepalm*
Carbon: *rolls eyes and laughs*
TJ: This is going to end badly if you don’t wake the hell up about this.
Sean: Well, excuse me for being friendly.
Abby: You’re an ex-spy with a sexy Irish brogue and you look like Kenneth Branagh. How do you EXPECT women to respond to you?!
Sean: Well, when you put it that way…
Carbon: If it makes you feel any better, I find you quite detestable.
Sean: Then I’m doing something right.
Yeah I'm... probably insane.