| Vega777 [guest]: Still check from time to time, figured out the code a couple years ago but have since forgot it. |
| evanescence123: I'm still here as well, but I don't know the code either. |
| calvinhobbes: Still here every so often. I don't know the code though. |
| None [guest]: Still here. Know the code. Also curious who else is here. |
| Egocentric: I've been thinking about starting a treasure hunt for those of you who are still here. I'll need to know some things first though. How many are left, do you know the code, and are you interested? |
| Alice belladora: Fresh baked bread. Ah, i remember that! Though my last bread-makin' experiment went somewhat... wrong. It took me almost a month to clean the dough off. Ah well. |
| Radek: Hehe, sorry, Alice. Anyway - i can't claim to be an expert chef myself, but I have cooked a lot, so between the two of us, maybe we can bake some rye to go with the fish and fill the room with the scent of fresh-baked bread. |
| Radek: The Cod of Solipsism and Gainful Work. It seemed fairly useless at the time, so i threw it back in the water. Er, anyway. Glad you like Hrothgar! Hroth may be a little spiny around the edges, but definitely has a sharp tongue! |
| Radek: Alice! Now it's my turn to apologize for an absence, for whilst you have been attempting - and for a first attempt, it smells pretty edible - to prepare the fish sauce of Doubtful Amnesia, i have been catching... |
| Alice belladora: So, without further ado, let us make a toast to Hrothgar the splendid cactus. May he sit in all his prickly splendor for many years to come. |
| Alice belladora: ...First the Herring of amnesia, and now the matching trout! This simply will not do- unless i make a nice fish sauce type thing... those exist, right? I have to confess my cheflike prowess is somewhat lacking. But still, i can certainly make toast. |
| Alice belladora: Hrothgar? Hmm. Why, yes, it does have ring to it! I apologize for my, ah, absence. It seems i was caught up in an unpleasant scheme involving trout! So. Anyway. What say you? On, um, the thing. The... wait! it's coming back to me... Humph. |
| Radek: And - feeling reinvigorated after talk of gardens and cacti and other such things - it's time to snap my fingers and write. Do you have a name for that cactus? I'm thinkin' Hrothgar! |
| Radek: What a spectacular new cactus! Is that one of the rare autumn-blooming copperblossoms? Even without cactacea, it is near impossible to ignore you, Alice - but I shall do my best to avoid any perfidious typos! |
| Alice belladora: Hmm. I seem to have posted twice my most recent geographical forage. Please, Radek, ignore the lower of the two- i fear that within lurks typos most dire. On a more cheerful note, have you seen my new cactus? |
| Alice belladora: Gnomes indeed. I once had a garden full of the darn things. Kept eating my marigolds. Anyhow! I feel I'm ready for another literary escapade. Time to sharpen jones- and yes, feel free to use him any time you please, for he gets bored easily. |
| Radek: Since when is self insight something to blank out? Silly censorship gnomes. |
| Radek: Tell a few stories, perhaps, or pester some fishmongers for their thoughts on [...] I'll even borrow Jones for a spell, if he wouldn't mind. I'm feeling... Literary! Any requests? |
| Radek: Well detained at some sort of festival celebrating the ability of folks to deep fry most anything, I got some quality material for whenever we get around to the Southern Continent! Though we could recline for a bit more. |
| Radek: hat.* Really, I don't have too much to my credit besides gunslinging, poem-writing and restringing artisan musical instruments. Not that I really mind - your adventures interest me. Er, and speaking of - I've been busy! |
| Radek: *Radek looks a little surprised at Alice's revelation, then a wry smile flickers across his lips.* I bet they are, Alice. Fabulous at it. Your octopi, I mean. *Another long pause passes, and Radek fiddles with the brim of his |
| Alice belladora: And apart from that? I might consider myself an amateur astrologer, as well as a satirical cartoonist! Ah ha. *A long pause. Then, She leans in towards Radek conspiratorially.* I also... train octopi to dance the can can. And fabulous they are too! |
| Alice belladora: Adventures? well! I'd say that my various escapades round the globe could count as adventures. Especially this one time when my coat was devoured by an alligator. I won't the likes of those times again, that's for sure. Not for another few weeks anyhow. |
| Radek: By the by, Alice - what sort of adventures do you get up to when not cataloging continents? I'm somewhat curious. Myself? Besides writing, poetry, and freelance adventuring, I've also become a dabbling horticulturist! |