Jilli, I think it's as much about presence as anything else. If anyone under six feet can loom, it has to be you.
You'd think so, but in practice it just doesn't work. It probably links back to the conversation I had with Pete, Plei, and Fay about how I was the least evil one at the table, and that how I'm less evil than my bunny. I tried to explain that it was stealth evil, but no one believed me.
It's hard to exude evil with the words "frilly" and "velvety" in your tagline. IJS.
packs Fernet. And cat.
Yaaaaay! So, should I research theatre groups or apartments first?
The rest of you are invited, too.
Yes! This!
Everybody's less evil than your bunny. Surely, you're more evil than Fay, though. Plei...Plei...Plei writes RPS with tubby policitians. All evil is more stealthy than that.
It's hard to exude evil with the words "frilly" and "velvety" in your tagline. IJS.
That, and all the squeeing.
You were loooming pretty well when you were standing on a table at the F2F. Over the whole room, as I recall.
It's hard to exude evil with the words "frilly" and "velvety" in your tagline. IJS.
Nuh-uh! It's protective coloration, so no one will suspect me.
None of you are buying this, are you? Dammit.
Yeah, the whole nose bipping thing--NSM with the eviltude.
there's a Balrog in my goolie!
Heh. I told you it was an infection! Of course, you already knew that yourself, but still.
And by the way, Hec, thanks for the phone call.
Bummer, Tep. That's advice, not sympathy.
::snerkity::
And, uh, no.