Welcome! You have entered [Neutral Grounds] at 8:21 pm
[ Kidman ]: -- Welcome! Please stay in character while in chat, (use parenthesis for Out Of Character messages). Also remember, this is the Internet, DO NOT give out personal information.
[Neutral Grounds]: Bran_Ap_Brychan has entered at 8:29 pm
[ Kidman ]: Hey Chan!
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Good afternoon, Kidman
[ Kidman ]: (What time zone you got?)
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: (Pacific time. As of now, it is 5:30)
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: (5:30pm of course)
[ Kidman ]: (Makes note)
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: How has life been in the world of VILE?
[ Kidman ]: (I have to make a chart, seriously.;-) I'm EST)
[ Kidman ]: Booooooooooooring
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: makes a quick calculation
[ Kidman ]: Master's waiting for everyone to post stuff.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: All those "O"s equals very boring.
[ Kidman ]: Yes.
[ Kidman ]: We discussed corned beef today. At length.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: (I'm waiting for the time advance before I post anymore)
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Ah
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Corned beef has a sufficient taste
[ Kidman ]: (Wonder how many more?)
[ Kidman ]: Storm was freaking out because someone ate his.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: He was? oh...
[ Kidman ]: I offered to dip some shoe leather in salt for him.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: chuckles
[ Kidman ]: But it was too late. He transformed into the hulk and went on a rampage.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: (Yeah, I wonder when the RP will advance in time too)
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Oh my...
[ Kidman ]: Which makes sense, because he likes the colour green.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Hence the scrapes in the wall?
[ Kidman ]: I think that was Contessa sharpening her nails.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Oh?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I see....
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Weird one...
[ Kidman ]: Have you met her?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Yes, once. She very pointedly asked if these keys were for a sports car.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: holds up keys
[ Kidman ]: Oh yeah!
[ Kidman ]: Why did that bother you?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: puts keys in his back
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I thought I saw a tint of greed in her eyes...
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I'm sure she has plenty of cars...
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: She doesn't need one of mine
[ Kidman ]: Oh I don't think she was going to steal it. It was just relevant to her interests.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Her interests?
[ Kidman ]: You know, rich people stuff.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Ahh
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Types of wine, cars, houses, clothes.. That stuff
[ Kidman ]: Yeah, she loves that stuff.
[Neutral Grounds]: DericStorm has entered at 8:47 pm
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: The Storm has arrived...
[ DericStorm ]: :grin:
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Next time I see Contessa, I should show off my 1945 Chateau Mouton-Rothschild Jeroboam.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Cost me a pretty dime..
[ Kidman ]: She'll all over that.
[ Kidman ]: Hey Storm, ever find your beef?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: How many planes do you think a person should have?
[ Kidman ]: Dahling, if you have to ask, you shouldn't have one.
[ DericStorm ]: if you need your own airport, you have too many
[ Kidman ]: If you don't have your own airport you don't have enough.
[ Kidman ]: I think he left to get more planes.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I think two should suffice
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: One for transporting yourself and one for transporting food
[ DericStorm ]: :rolleyes:
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: It's a pain to fly to Wales for breakfast and then fly back to the U.S.A in the same day.
[ Kidman ]: I just have my servants do it, dahrling.
[ Kidman ]: That's what they're there for.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Yes. That is what the other plane is for.
[ Kidman ]: :cash:
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: When you think about it, four planes would be best
[ Kidman ]: Do your servants have planes to get to the plane?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: That way one could get breakfast from Wales, one could get lunch from Paris, and the third could get dinner from New York.
[ Kidman ]: Ah, luxuary.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: No
[ Kidman ]: But what if you are on the moon? Surely you have rockets, yes?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Seriously...?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I have only just been contimplating purchasing a satellite.
[ DericStorm ]: :rolleyes:
[ Kidman ]: You mean to say you don't have one?
[ Kidman ]: I insist that all my satellite needs are taken care of by my own.
[ Kidman ]: I refuse to share bandwith with commoners.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I see
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I was hoping for a surveillance satellite
[ Kidman ]: Oh, and Mr. Storm, I had this made up to commemorate today's events.
[ Kidman ]: http://www.theseventhstarprojects.com/BEEF.JPG
[ Kidman ]: No need to thank me.
[ DericStorm ]: don't worry. i won't
[ Kidman ]: Such a fine young man.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: chuckles
[ Kidman ]: As for surveilliance, yes, one must keep an eye on their private islands.
[ Kidman ]: You don't want some refugee trash on it.
[ DericStorm ]: 8s
[ Kidman ]: Really, the way those countries behave.
[ Kidman ]: Terrible manners.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Exactly.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: But I don't have an island.
[ Kidman ]: Oh you poor dear.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Just a few houses...
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: But you have given me a good idea
[ Kidman ]: I'm sure you could get a splendid deal in Dubai.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I always liked the mediterranean
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: myself
[ Kidman ]: Make sure it's large enough to house your staff.
[ Kidman ]: Or you can get them each smaller islands
[ Kidman ]: With those little Cessnas. I find them quaint.
[ Kidman ]: Mr. Storm, you would make an excellent pool boy.
[ DericStorm ]: you'd make an excellant jailbird
[ Kidman ]: What does 'jailbird' mean? I don't speak your rough tongue.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: An island would be rather nice. Though I am content with my Manor in Wales.
[ Kidman ]: I suppose that could count as an island home on technicality.
[ Kidman ]: laughes like rich people do.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: ....
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Is there something wrong with rich people's laughs?
[ Kidman ]: Whatever do you mean?
[Neutral Grounds]: EarlJr has entered at 9:28 pm
[ EarlJr ]: hey guys
[ Kidman ]: Ah the bodygaurd is here. Splendid!
[ EarlJr ]: the what?
[ Kidman ]: throws some cash around.
[ Kidman ]: :cash: :cash::cash::cash:
[ EarlJr ]: picks a bill up and looks closely
[ EarlJr ]: counterfiet? You guys really are branching out.
[ Kidman ]: You insult my fabulously wealthy honour. Pool boy, defend me!
[ EarlJr ]: ...
[ DericStorm ]: :weird:
[ EarlJr ]: (brb)
[ Kidman ]: Excellent work, pool boy! You scared him straight off! Here, have some money.
[ Kidman ]: :cash::cash::cash::cash::cash:
[ DericStorm ]: looks at one of the bills
[ DericStorm ]: This is Monopoly money
[ Kidman ]: You insult my fabulously wealthy honour. Bodygaurd, defend me!
[ DericStorm ]: "[ Kidman ]: Excellent work, pool boy! You scared him straight off! Here, have some money."
[ Kidman ]: Very good, but I'm not paying you to be a parrot.
[ EarlJr ]: pool boy?
[ Kidman ]: Yes, defend me from him!
[ Kidman ]: Such slander!
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Hello, Eugene.... Welcome to...
[ Kidman ]: puts on monocle
[ Kidman ]: Super rich land!
[ DericStorm ]: oh, so you're the Planters lady?
[ EarlJr ]: Deric, Bran, can either of you shed any light?
[ DericStorm ]: she's nuts, what other explanation is there
[ Kidman ]: puts on other monocle
[ EarlJr ]: that's a given, but how did you end up being addressed as pool boy?
[ Kidman ]: Oh rubbish. Mr. Chan and I were just discussing matters of the very wealthy.
[ DericStorm ]: i repeat my previous answer
[ Kidman ]: Nothing that concerns the staff.
[ EarlJr ]: facepalms
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: ....
[ Kidman ]: Bodygaurd, place these posters about.
[ DericStorm ]: uh, it's Bodyguard
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: We were just talking about houses, planes, and satellites... normal stuff
[ EarlJr ]: *mutters* maybe another artillery strike is in order.
[ DericStorm ]: [ DericStorm ]: flyboy, i second that motion
[ Kidman ]: I'm rich. I don't need to know how to spell.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: ....
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I think she is making fun of me now...
[ Kidman ]: A 'fly boy'?
[ Kidman ]: Fly boy, do put up these posters.
[ Kidman ]: http://www.theseventhstarprojects.com/beef.jpg
[ EarlJr ]: you're a hench-woman, Kidman. Don't you have some henching you need to do?
[ Kidman ]: I have servants henching for me, dahling.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: raises an eyebrow
[ Kidman ]: Don't you?
[ EarlJr ]: by the way, you aren't paying me enough to hang posters for you.
[ EarlJr ]: or do anything else, for that matter
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Well... I think we could cut the make fun of rich people routine.
[ Kidman ]: But those posters are neat....
[ Kidman ]: Wait
[ Kidman ]: Okay yeah, that's my colour
[ Kidman ]: Did it seriously take you that long to figure it out, Chan?
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Longe enough...
[ Kidman ]: The 'refugee trash' didn't give it away??
[ Kidman ]: I am refugee trash!
[ Kidman ]: 8s
[Neutral Grounds]: Chip_Masters has entered at 9:50 pm
[ Kidman ]: Hey mate.
[ EarlJr ]: hey Chip
[ Kidman ]: You want some monopoly money?
[ DericStorm ]: hey Chip
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Hello, Mr. Masters
[ Kidman ]: Chan, you and Contessa should double date with Chip and Eartha.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Me date Contessa?
[ Kidman ]: You have so much in common!
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Yeah...
[ EarlJr ]: only one isn't an unbridled psychopath
[ Kidman ]: She seems pretty bridled for the moment.
[ EarlJr ]: and what is it with you and matchmaking?
[ Kidman ]: Something to do.
[ Kidman ]: You kill people, I set them up on dates. Preferably before you kill them.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: raises eyebrow
[ EarlJr ]: no, I don't
[ Kidman ]: And I'm a bizillionaire!
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: chuckles
[ Chip_Masters ]: Really, guys...
[ Kidman ]: I hear Mikal sells cupcakes for a living.
[ Kidman ]: You okay, Chip?
[ EarlJr ]: well, he is a pretty good cook...
[ EarlJr ]: haven't tried his cupcakes though.
[ Kidman ]: I hear he makes a good manwhich. Out of mans.
[ EarlJr ]: ...
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Oh my...
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Too bad a doctor isn't around...
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: We might be able to use one
[ Kidman ]: ?
[ EarlJr ]: I have to question both your sources and what you're implying.
[ Kidman ]: I don't need sources. I'm rich.
[ EarlJr ]: *sighs*
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: Kidman, What is your paranoia with ACME agents kiling people?
[ EarlJr ]: I keep forgetting; arguing with you is like arguing with a brick.
[ Bran_Ap_Brychan ]: I find it most interesting...
[ Kidman ]: Oh you know what you've done.
[ Kidman ]: You'll never admit it, so I'm not trying for that.
[ EarlJr ]: cryptic
[ Kidman ]: I showed you all video proof and you laughed it off. The denial runs deep.
[ Kidman ]: Guess what, though.
[ Kidman ]: I have never killed anyone.
[ Chip_Masters ]: I'm just gonna keep writing my letter to Facilities...
[ EarlJr ]: big whoop
[ EarlJr ]: just means you've never been in a real life-or-death situation
[ Kidman ]: smiles.
[ DericStorm ]: i stand by my previous statement
[ Kidman ]: That may be, but I highly doubt it was all self defense.
[ Kidman ]: Maybe at first.
[ EarlJr ]: by the way Kidman, like it or not, your boss isn't prepared to do what is necessary
[ Kidman ]: ...
[ EarlJr ]: and when that time comes, the VILE you love so much is going to fracture.
[ Kidman ]: Oh? And you're sure about that?
[ EarlJr ]: reasonably, from the intel I have
[ Kidman ]: Because she won't crack a few skulls like you do?
[ EarlJr ]: she won't?
[ EarlJr ]: *dramatic gasp*
[ EarlJr ]: my whole world view is shattered.
[ Kidman ]: So, yes?
[ Kidman ]: Contessa has you scared, I see.
[ EarlJr ]: *deadpan* terrified
[ EarlJr ]: go ahead, call me out on it.
[ Kidman ]: Call you out on what?
[ Kidman ]: That she scares you?
[ EarlJr ]: sarcasm, denial. Whatever it is you usually accuse us of.
[ Kidman ]: Or that you think she's after Master's job?
[ Kidman ]: Does she scare you or not?
[ Kidman ]: Because she scares me a bit.
[ EarlJr ]: as it was relayed to me, Carmen and Contessa have an 'understanding'
[ EarlJr ]: I'm not permitted to speculate on what that may mean
[ DericStorm ]: keep your friends close and your enemies closer
[ EarlJr ]: a coworker frightens you? That's unfortunate
[ Kidman ]: shrugs.
[ Kidman ]: So VILE's about to split, aye? How exciting for you.
[ Kidman ]: Why don't you all take a vacation, then?
[ EarlJr ]: Thrilling. All that means is ACME's job will be that much more difficult.
[ Kidman ]: Are we splitting hieght or by what colour shirt we're wearing?
[ EarlJr ]: beats me
[ EarlJr ]: could be by eye color for all I know
[ Kidman ]: So all you know is that it's splitting? That's rather vague.
[ Kidman ]: And sort of nonsensical, if you think about it.
[ EarlJr ]: pot, meet kettle.
[ Kidman ]: Ha ha.
[ Kidman ]: What happened to Chan?
[ EarlJr ]: don't know. He's usually quiet.
[ Kidman ]: wonders if everyone just sits around and watches her argue.
[ EarlJr ]: I have to admit, it can be fairly entertaining.
[ Kidman ]: I aim to please.
[ Kidman ]: It can be exhausting, but knowing it puts a smile on your little faces makes it all worth while.
[ Kidman ]: Besides, Master fixes everything.
[ Chip_Masters ]: ... I find your devotion a little frightening
[Neutral Grounds]: EarlJr has left at 10:35 pm
[ Kidman ]: I find your lack of faith disturbing.
[ Kidman ]: No goodbye?
[Neutral Grounds]: EarlJr has entered at 10:42 pm