Welcome! You have entered [Neutral Grounds] at 9:23 am
[ Kidman ]: Try to always stay in character. (Use parentheses for out-of-character chats.)
[ Kidman ]: bop
[Neutral Grounds]: Bran_Ap_Brychan has entered at 11:11 am
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Boo...
[ Kidman ]: Hey mate!
[ Kidman ]: How goes the creepiness?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Creepy
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I believe I receive too much unwanted attention
[ Kidman ]: You sort of attract it
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I have never attracted it before....
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: ACME must be bad for my public image
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Since I have one now.
[ Kidman ]: It's not ACME that's ruining your image.
[ Kidman ]: It's your image that's ruining your image.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I never had a public image before this
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I kept to myself
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I mean look at this!
[ Kidman ]: looks at it.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: throws a tabloid to kidman
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I never make the first page!
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: But now....
[ Kidman ]: "Flakes keeps slaves in basement"
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I don't suppose you have anything to do with this?
[ Kidman ]: Good reporting!
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: :mean:
[ Kidman ]: I don't see why they'd listen to me. Looks like some of your slaves escaped and ratted you out.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: (Reporting... That reminds me)
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Hardly likely
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Since I don't have any....
[ Kidman ]: Good save.
[ Kidman ]: Are there any pictures in here?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I don't let people take pictures of me...
[ Kidman ]: Hmmm....I didn't know you could turn into a bat...
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Batchan?
[ Kidman ]: (I loled)
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I think the costume could use some upgrades
[ Kidman ]: Face it, Flakes. You're a creepy guy with lots of money in a castle with servants that have made 'choices'.
[ Kidman ]: The stories write themselves.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Maybe a vampire?
[ Kidman ]: That would explain why there are no pictures of you.
[ Kidman ]: Oh! Are all your servants undead?
[ Kidman ]: And that CMRJ45 is blood, isn't it?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I don't think they are undead... that wouldn't be profitable.
[ Kidman ]: ?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: They undead I have met I didn't get along with
[ Kidman ]: Oh Flakes, that's just your reflection.
[ Kidman ]: If you have one...
[ Kidman ]: So you make a profit off your slaves?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Most mirrors shatter when I look in them.
[ Kidman ]: Are you a pimp?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Employees always bring profit.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Of course not.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: What do you take me for?
[ Kidman ]: A pimp?
[ Kidman ]: How else would you profit from employees?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Well, I'm not.
[ Kidman ]: If they are just there to serve you?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: If I did everything myself, I wouldn't make as much money
[ Kidman ]: See Flakes, usually you have to give people money to serve you.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Yes, I do
[ Kidman ]: It's supposed to cost you money.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: It does
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I give them money to do the many things which need doing
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: That way I don't have to
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: So I can make more money elsewhere
[ Kidman ]: Doing what? What do you do, exactly?
[ Kidman ]: Besides fly off mountains and drink spoiled wine.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Drive fancy sport cars
[ Kidman ]: Yeees. There is a lot of money to be made in that.
[ Kidman ]: You have no idea how any of this works, do you?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I have stocks
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: and a record company
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: As well as oil fields
[ Kidman ]: And, ninjas! A Ninja garden. On the moon.
[ Kidman ]: I ask you how you make money and you say driving fancy cars.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I also date moving stars
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: :p
[ Kidman ]: dies.
[ Kidman ]: You're just being a dink now.
[ Kidman ]: Seriously, do you run a buisness or are you just old money?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I do run a business
[ Kidman ]: (I can never spell 'business')
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: looks around
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Though a good portion of my money is "old money"
[ Kidman ]: watches Chan look for his business.
[ Kidman ]: So how did this come about, this ACME thing?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: yawns
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I was bored
[ Kidman ]: Yeah.
[ Kidman ]: But did you see it TV or what?
[ Kidman ]: Did one of your slaves threaten to report you to ACME?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: ....
[ Kidman ]: You had better hope you never get caught with me when Master's here.
[ Kidman ]: Because Master will corner you good.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I have nothing to hide
[ Kidman ]: Except all your secrets.
[ Kidman ]: Master will take one look at you and you'll just fill your pants.
[ Kidman ]: With secrets.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I'm sure
[ Kidman ]: You said you had secrets, right?
[ Kidman ]: Hey Flakes, can you do majick?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Naturally not
[ Kidman ]: What about unnaturally?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: This is exhausting
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: looks for a chair to rest in
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: spots Chase's throne
[ Kidman ]: Hey....
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: slumps into the chair
[ Kidman ]: Don't you sit there.
[ Kidman ]: Bad Flakes!
[ Kidman ]: kicks recliner lever
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: He'll never know. Right? :mean:
[ Kidman ]: Not until I tell him. Loudly. With these pictures.
[ Kidman ]: takes pictures.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: smiles broadly
[ Kidman ]: You thinking about the hard spanking you're going to get?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: No
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I don't think Chase will learn about this....
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Don't you?
[ Kidman ]: If you're going to kill me, you're too late.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I wouldn't dirty my hands
[ Kidman ]: If you're going to have your zombies kill me, you're too late.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: What a pity...
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: chuckles
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: makes himself comfortable in the throne
[ Kidman ]: He said evily.
[ Kidman ]: wonders why Flakes is so dumb.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: wonders at Kidman's imagination
[ Kidman ]: You shouldn't be in Chase's chair, you dink.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: See here, Miss, you don't have to tell him.
[ Kidman ]: Get up!
[ Kidman ]: But you know I will.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Of course
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: gets up out of the chair
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Fine
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Spoil sport
[ Kidman ]: Hah ha.
[ Kidman ]: It's too late, you know.
[ Kidman ]: I know I've said that a few times already.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Could I look at your camera?
[ Kidman ]: Yeah... about that.
[ Kidman ]: I like my phone.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: If I break it, I could buy you a new one. You know that, right?
[ Kidman ]: You could, I'm sure.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Do we have a punching bag in here?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: looks around
[ Kidman ]: You going to punch your way out of this?
[ Kidman ]: It's your own fault.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I just want to release some steam
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I will be right back
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: runs out the door
[ Kidman ]: lols at Flakes.
[ Kidman ]: fiddles with phone.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: returns with a punching bag
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Now.... Where to put it?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Any suggestionns?
[ Kidman ]: Somewhere, Chan. Put it somewhere.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: That corner?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Yes, I think so
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: walks over to the corner
[ Kidman ]: You going to show off how strong you are?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: drills a hole in the ceiling
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: attaches the punching bag to the ceiling
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: stands back to admire the work
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Perfection?
[Neutral Grounds]: EarlJr has entered at 12:20 pm
[ Kidman ]: Dude, is that even allowed?
[ Kidman ]: Meh, whatever.
[ Kidman ]: Hey Euge.
[ Kidman ]: Flakes just set up a punching bag.
[ EarlJr ]: hey Bran, Kidman
[ EarlJr ]: sweet
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Hello, Eugene
[ EarlJr ]: wait, a punching bag or a speed bag?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Almost done...
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Punching bag
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Let's see... Where did I put it....
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: digs through his bags
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Ah
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: walks back to the punching bags
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: attaches a picture of Kidman to the bag
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Done
[ Kidman ]: Awww, you had a picture of me?
[ EarlJr ]: the finishing touch, huh?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: unleashes a burst of punches onto the bag
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: tries some round kicks
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: lands a back kick
[ Kidman ]: He's just mad because I won't let him sit in Chase's chair.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: finishes with another burst of punches
[ EarlJr ]: Chase's chair?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: *Gasps for air* That... was... good..
[ Kidman ]: Yeah. He figures because he's rich he can do what he wants.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: His.. *puff* throne... *puff*
[ Kidman ]: And I told him not to and he got all smug.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: eyes the punching bag again
[ Kidman ]: Like "You won't tell." and I'm like, "sure i will"
[ Kidman ]: And then he makes some veiled threat on my life and such.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: What an imagination....
[ Kidman ]: Then he got really mad when I filmed him saying it with my camera phone.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I never get "really" mad
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I make a point not to
[ Kidman ]: He's still trying to get my phone.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: holds up his hands
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I'm not doing anything
[ Kidman ]: :biggrin:
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Kidman, I need to make a phone call. Could I borrow yours?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Your phone that is.
[ Kidman ]: Sure.
[ Kidman ]: :call:
[ EarlJr ]: back up to the part where Chase has a 'throne'
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Ah, Right over there
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: points
[ Kidman ]: Take your time, Euge.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: About that phone, Kidman...
[ Kidman ]: gives Chan her phone.
[ EarlJr ]: what's so special about that particular chair that makes it Chase's?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: look surprised by Kidman's actions
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I believe he brought it in here one day
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: *looks
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Dr. Conrad termed it his throne.
[ Kidman ]: Do you need help using it?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: squishes the phone into a pancake with his hands
[ EarlJr ]: so? Several of us helped acquire and bring in various items around here
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: looks in his bags
[ Kidman ]: films Chan with her other phone.
[ Kidman ]: Yes, good crunching sounds.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: tosses Kidman a new phone
[ Kidman ]: And now I have two again!
[ Kidman ]: Cheers, Flakes!
[ EarlJr ]: I bought in some of the bar stools, for instance
[ Kidman ]: Now for the close up...
[ Kidman ]: Good.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: No pictures are going into the tabloids, Kidman....
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: That wouldn't be good for me.... but mostly for you
[ Kidman ]: Tabloids? You think the tabloids care if you sit in a chair?
[ Kidman ]: Hold on...
[ Kidman ]: fiddles with other phone.
[ Kidman ]: You so funny, Flakes.
[ Kidman ]: Yeah, Chase brought that in one day. No one can sit in it but him.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Ha... ha... ha...
[ Kidman ]: He made that clear like, a thousand times.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I'll probably get fired..... Woe is me
[ Kidman ]: Are you even hired yet?
[ EarlJr ]: walks over and sits in Chase's chair
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: glances at Eugene
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: ;-)
[ Kidman ]: Yeah, but he's not going to care if you do it, Euge.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Always a come back, Kidman.... Always a come back
[ Kidman ]: You took a frikn' bullet for him.
[ EarlJr ]: so what's preventing Bran specifically from sitting in this chair?
[ Kidman ]: Chan, you take any bullets for Chase?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: taps his kevlar vest
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: No
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Not yet
[ Kidman ]: Awww. So sweet.
[ EarlJr ]: he's prepared. That's good enough.
[ Kidman ]: He can say whatever he wants.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I have to be prepared.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: There are ten.... no wait 50.... maybe 100 people who want to kill me.
[ Kidman ]: No, 1,000!
[ Kidman ]: A million...billion people!
[ EarlJr ]: so that's how you made your fortune?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: laughes
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: *laughs
[ Kidman ]: Entire galaxies exist soley to kill Flakes.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: It's business
[ Kidman ]: Business.
[ Kidman ]: Flakes, go sit on Euge's lap. Then you can both sit in Chase's chair.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: And business is.... well, business
[ EarlJr ]: sounds like your business gets as nasty as my former business.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: It's completely legal
[ Kidman ]: watches as Flakes tries to think of a business he can pass off as his own.
[ Kidman ]: Yes. Tell us about 'business', Flakes.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I cannot help the casualties of the stock market
[ Kidman ]: yawns.
[ EarlJr ]: stock market...
[ EarlJr ]: sure, whatever
[ Kidman ]: Yep.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: It's inevitable
[ Kidman ]: Hey Euge, look how cute he looks!
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Some lose, some win.
[ Kidman ]: http://www.theseventhstarprojects.com/chasechair.jpg
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: (:O)
[ EarlJr ]: (going to be AFK for a bit. Ignore any typing from me, because it's probably a cat on the keyboard.)
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: (that's good)
[ Kidman ]: (lol)
[ Kidman ]: I like the lighting.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: (I think I'm going to go eat
[Neutral Grounds]: EarlJr has left at 1:06 pm
[ Kidman ]: You leaving, Flakes?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I'm afraid so
[ Kidman ]: S'okay. I sent this sweet lil picture to Chase's email before you ate my phone.
[ Kidman ]: And the video of you crushing my phone.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Wonderful, I'm sure
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: That will be good
[ Kidman ]: Yep.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Shows off my muscles
[ Kidman ]: Night Flakes!
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: flexes
[ Kidman ]: lols
[Neutral Grounds]: Bran_Ap_Brychan has left at 1:09 pm