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From: The waters off eastern Long Island | Registered: Jul 2003
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<turns from his lonely barstool where he was nursing his Diet Coke, to face the selachimorphic fellow who sat down next to him>
Chum away, old friend... chum away; these have been some rough times these last few days and we all need some solace wherever we can find it.
Barkeep! Another Diet Coke... just leave the bottle.
Yeah, sharky... how did it come to all this? I just wanted change for Legion World. I looked around and saw... chaos... and thought that a new powerbase could restore it to its former glory. And now... all this!
Oh, don't get me wrong... Clive... yeah, well, the writing was on the wall there... but Cobie? That wasn't supposed to have happe... I mean... that shouldn't have happened. It's just... you know... the man behind the man, and all that.
Dammit... sometimes the hard decisions have to be made!
Who's going to make them?!? You? Me?
No... a guy like Lard Lad, though... a man with vision. These are all his children, man, as far as you can see. Hell, man, out here, we are all his children.
The man's enlarged my mind. He's a poet-warrior in a classic sense. I mean, sometimes he'll... well, you say hello to him, right? And he'll just walk right by you and he won't even notice you. And then suddenly he'll grab you and he'll throw you in a corner and he'll say "Do you know that 'if' is the middle word in 'life'? If you can keep your head when all about you are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you."
I'm a... little man, I'm a little man. He's a great man.
"I should have been a pair of ragged claws scuttling across floors of silent seas."
I... uh... should probably stop talking now...
<gets up and walks sadly out the door>
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From: The waters off eastern Long Island | Registered: Jul 2003
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Its my fault. Cobie counts on me...he relies on me. I always have his back so when he needs to be dramatic and over the top, I have all the angles figured out, and he has something to back that confidence up.
I was so mad...I walked out on him, abandoned him, and it was when he ended up needing me the most.
He's been so different for months, with this RMB, and those odd and vague references. He was working on something with Mayavale and some others, and when he was going to let me in on it--several times--I blew him off. I was trying to teach him a lesson.
I was trying to show him how much he needed me. But he always knew that. Just not in the way I meant for him to know it.
<looks down guiltily and shyly>
You'd think after being his confidante for so many years I'd learn a thing or too...
<tear down her cheek>
Oh My...
<hugs My Whee Fem>
From: Right by Cobie's Side | Registered: Jul 2003
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Ohmygod! Lo, You're gonna hate me for saying this girl, but it's like time to realize that he's a slut, he's always been a slut, and he'll always be a slut...
If you can love him the way he is... Well I'll always be here to listen.
Hey... <Pulls out a small package> This is from My. She's off doing something for Gram right now... but she wanted you to have this...
Babette can I get a Diet Pepsi, please?
If you wanna bi... talk, I'm here to listen...
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From: Here? | Registered: Oct 2003
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*sniff*...I know, I know...I don't know why I put myself through this...
<hugs Brit>
Thanks Brit. I think I just kinda needed someone to talk to that, y'know, understood me. Unlike all the testosterone controlled men we seem to always be around.
<smiles; looks at the package from Brit, and opens it, pulling out a locket>
Brit, thank you. I...I don't know what to say. When I last saw My, she was shrunken like one of your Kacks in the Banned'Em Zone. So if this is what I think it is...well, thanks.
<another hug>
I think I better have a diet pepsi too. Definitely not the time for a drink. Not because of him.
<giggles>
So if My Whee Fem is my personal demon, does she still get have her katanas?
From: Right by Cobie's Side | Registered: Jul 2003
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<departing from his Orrery, Phineas B. Fubble fades into SHAKES, one femtosecond into the future>
<made possible by the proximity of the chronometer, he is riding a wave of potenial... a sort of Schrodinger's tesseract of multiple futures. As such, he is invisible to those in the present, although all those around can sense a wave of disquiet, as one might the moment before one is tapped on the shoulder>
<maintaining this temporal distance, he watches the two girls>
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