Started in 7, continued in 8:
Aimee: Phill!! How are you? We built an Empire. I'm Empress. What do you wanna be?
Phil: I want to be the treacherous councilor with the snake headed staff and a big hat with a raven livimng in it, kind of like Richelieu (sp?). Also, I get my own harem and secret police. And I want a pony.
Penny B: Hey, I'm official shopping helper, but no one is buying fabulous gowns.
taps foot impatiently
Hey, Phill. Can I come with you as you buy fabulous robes? Evil is a great look this year.
Nora Deidre: If Phill gets a pony, I want a pony!
Aimee: Okay, Phill. Penny, I need a new ball gown. Pony for Nora!
Nora Deidre: I'll call her Princess and take ever such good care of her!
Penny B: I'd settle for a cat. A black cat that sits on my feet to keep them warm as I read.
Aimee: Kitty for Penny!
Jesse: Penny, would you come ball-gown shopping with me? Aimee, can I have some money for a ball gown?
Sophia Brooks: Aren't
you
the treasurer, Jesse?
Jesse: Aw, yeah! Woo hoo!! Penny -- c'mon, we're going to Bloomie's!!
Aimee: I want a fairy tale thread like Sang Sacre but more fairy-ish.
BHP: But with dirigibles.
Aimee: YEAH!! And nekkid elf-pirates!! A Storytime Thread, if you will.
Kathy Astrom: Hi, Aimee! I don't know if you're still taking applications for positions in your Empire, but I wouldn't mind being chief book-buyer for the library. It means I can get all the advance readers, discard the bad ones and order at least one copy of the good ones, and multiples of those that I just know the Buffistas would all go wild over!
Aimee: Kathy, bookbuyer. Check. Do you need a pony?
Kathy: No, a tiger, preferably Bengal, but not an endangered one. There are no endangered animals in your empire, right?
Aimee: Kathy, you may have a tiger. There are some endangered animals, but we spend a lot of money on conservation and repopulation.
MM: I'm already the Grand Vizier, Phill. I have dibs on big hats, snake-headed staffs and treachery. I have the secret police ready to do my vilest bidding at any and all times. The harem...you can have. Enjoy. My wife won't let me. And the pony. Have at. I don't want to know what you would do with it, you dental-hygiene PERV, you.
And the cat. See above re: not wanting to know.
Phil: Fine, I'll settle for Grand Imperial Pontiac and Minister of Gettin' It On.
Poking through old threads on WX:
Erin Griggs:
I'd rather deal with the Giant Cro-Magnon Woman-Maker than the 15' Cock o' Death.
Phill:
And now you have the title of your memoirs.
Herah:
I elect not to tell him we have lost a naked toddler
Annoying Battlestar Galactica Description:
Our characters are living, breathing people with all the emotional complexity and contradictions present in quality dramas
ita:
Yeah, but you won't have a whore.
Shawn:
As much as I believe they will totally and completely revolutionize how dogfights are filmed by the addition of split screen, I ain't watching no show without the possibility of evil twins.
(again re: Battlestar Galactica in Firefly)
And
SLUT!
Speaking of evil twins, Rebecca Lizard puts some words in Hec's mouth in Sang Sacre:
"Well," he says, "I'd love to stay and talk, have an evil conversation with your variously evil selves, but I'm kind of in a hurry. You know. Great battle, matter of balance between good and evil, it occurs around these parts about every six months. Some towns have softball leagues...."
MechaKrelboyne:
And here I thought I'd excised the Buffy movie from all space and time. I don't remember much of it, but it doesn't seem the kind of thing to play to his strengths. Now Blood of Heroes, there was a Rutger Hauer movie. Post Apocalyptic football using a dog skull.
Elena's Husband:
Post Apocalyptic football using a dog skull.
...To be fair, all of the pigs would be used for methane production, so it's unlikely anyone will be getting their skins.
MechaKrelboyne:
Oh, very much so. Given their options, dog skull seems quite reasonable.
