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Nobody wears a white coat any more...
...a tribute to becoming a doctor.
RP Quotes from the new Mage game.
Cast of characters thus far for Mage (pax_magicka):
phloxin: Leynia, a Russian exchange student, majoring in biology-chemistry and minoring in English. A fifth-year senior. Verbena.
daxayl: Jax, a first-year from Chicago making up his own biohistory major. Verbena. Has an echoes that causes arousal in everyone around him.
ellisande: Liz, a second-year transfer sociology major from Loyola in New Orleans. Order of Hermes.
ayradyss: Jen, a first-year computer science major, math minor from New York who's hooked on a mage-only form of XTC. Virtual Adept.
quinby: Joseph, a junior transfer student from Wheaton College and devout Catholic who's been suited up with Jax. Major in political science, minors in computer science and music. Celestial Chorus.
lakos: The Evil GM.
Joining us on Saturday nights when the schedule starts to rotate: daimones.

  • Phloxin (conversing with himself): Hi! You're a Shriner, too. --How'd you know? --It's the fez.

  • Angel: Healing is a vulgar Effect.
    Me: Unless you use folk remedies.
    Angel: Ancient Russian magic...I mean, herbs!
    Me: Sorry, my English, she is no so good.

  • Me: ...the New York equivalent of Boys' Town, because where else can you get bitch boots?
    Phloxin: Damn straight.
    Me: Well...

  • Phloxin: Give me the fucking Internet!

  • Me: Nothing like frostbite of the cock to turn one off.

  • Me: She looks up at him. "I sincerely hope you're better at fucking than you are at dancing, because otherwise you're going to have a very lonely life."
    Phloxin: I want that!

  • Angel (picking up the pager): Ha! You called too late!

  • Me: I'm Jen. I have seen crack addicts with less energy than you.

  • Me: Is that dancing, or epilepsy?
    Bri: Epilepsy.

  • Jorath: You know that little switch? Turn the vibrator off.

  • Bri: Bad vampire! Don't bite the faeries!

  • James: We are known by many names through life. Whichever one is most appropriate at the time.
    Me: In that case, I'm probably 'bitch'.

  • Me: If I believed in it (the rosary Jen wears as a necklace), would I be wearing it with Jesus's face in my tits?

  • Phloxin: Poke, poke, prod, prod, prune, prune, trim, trim, soil, soil. (GM gives her an odd look) I'm working in the greenhouse.
    GM: OH!

  • Me: Phloxy, can you repeat that poke, prod, prune bit?

  • GM: You can conserve pot by smoking under the blankets. You breathe the same air over and over...
    Phloxy: You re-hash!

  • James: Parker was a great guy, except his mice were all greasy.
    Quinby: That sounds faintly dirty.
    James: So was his keyboard.
    Quinby: Oh! Those mice.

  • Me: No tit-nuzzling Jesuses today.

  • GM: And now we're going to play a game to get to know each other.
    Me: Does this involve knives?
    GM: No.
    Me: Damn.

  • Phloxin: What would it take for me to get a breeze going?
    James: Taco Bell run.

now feeling:: amused amused

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daimones From: daimones Date: September 13th, 2003 02:54 am (UTC) (etched in stone)
  • GM: You can conserve pot by smoking under the blankets. You breathe the same air over and over...
    Phloxy: You re-hash!

Sorry, but the computer science major in me thought this was ultra funny and worth comment. You may all carry on.
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