…
Sighs, and hands Benedict 50 credits.
Put me down for Salvelinus…
…
Sighs, and hands Benedict 50 credits.
Put me down for Salvelinus…
Done.
Man… Ernest bet on Talula. He ain’t got NO IDEA WHAT’S COMIN’!!!
So Toby, uh, Mell and I had this fight last night, and it wasn’t a big deal, but I may have called her a shameless alcoholic. (She prefers “committed drinker.”) And now she’s not returning my calls like the big baby she is. I don’t care because whatever she’ll get over it, but I am kinda worried whether she made it home, so can you just see if she’s okay? Ever since the munitions team swapped out her lethal venom for pepper spray, I’ve been all protective.
Or, you know, don’t get involved, it’s fine, it’s all the same to me, but if you do see her, um, maybe tell her to call me back and that I’m really sorry even though it’s her fault. Okay? Because, you know, “I wasn’t sure if I was done exploring yet” is NOT a decent excuse to GHOST me for a month and then try to take me back like nothing ever happened…
OH MY GOD I’M A MESS TOBY I NEED HUGS
Knocks on door to Mellka’s room with flipper.
Mellka? Mellka, you there?!
Opens door and peaks inside.
Mellka…? @EdenSophia-
Get’s sprayed in face by “venom”.
#AAAHHHHHHHHH!!
MELLKA (slurred): GET LOSSHT, TOBY; AND TELL EDEN WE’RE THROUGH!! Throws vodka bottle at Toby’s head.

Oh, that’s a relief… if she broke out the vodka after the fight, it means she misses me.
Thanks Toby! Sorry about that bruise on your bonce! Now time to go and find some sort of present for… wait… why can’t I move?
Ernest: Hell, I don’t care who wins the debate - I’m hopin’ for another scrap, to behonest. That Talula chick’s got a mean left hook to her.
Aww, Ernest… You too? I at least thought another flightless Aviant would care more about the issues… They want to put a tax increase on kippers! THE MONSTERS!!
Eh. I still only got one vote, it ain’t gonna change a thing no matter where I put it. I’d vote for Salvelinus, but honestly, the puke’s so old he looks like he’ll find the Great Roost before he finds a council seat.
Just don’t get her chocolates…
Whoops! Sorry! I, uh… I accidentally had it set to stun…
I wouldn’t underestimate Salvelinus… He’s very “knowledgeable”- Punches flipper into other flipper. -on some key issues!
BENEDICT: You want me to stop belittlin’ your people?!?
Tell your people to stop bein’ so little!
( @benedict_87 sorry to steal your boy for a terrible joke! )
Like where I left my car keys? Just can’t find 'em!

The pun is mightier than the S word, my friend!
Which S word?
I’m not sure!
What a strange expression…

Approaches @FlamesForAll with eye twitching and flippers curled menacingly, at wit’s end with his lame puns.
***S***rangle?!
ORENDI: SEVER! SEVER ALL THE THINGS!!!
hands Toby a ziplock bag filled with severed fingers, toes, ears, and tongues
an ancient Sphinx, worn down by time and erosion, nose missing, all that good stuff, appears
SPHINX: Toby, what animal walks on four legs in the morning, two legs at noon and three in the evening?
Hrm, the politics of an alien species… fascinating. Hyperion politics tend to revolve around air locks into space…
Oh we can’t forget about the finger gun fights… Don’t forget about the finger gun fights… Yes, we defiantly can’t forget about the finger gun fights…
TANNIS: Politics via hyperblasters. Nasty bit of business, that Hyperion. Truly glad you went your own way, my clever Constructor comrade!