Well recall she was originally part of the Sisterhood of the Bloodshot Eye, as was Frigg, though in a less willing capacity. Not one from that order was known for taking shit.
I am so tempted to ship Scipio and the recently-introduced Marie from T’s QUILTBAG. Of course, there’s the whole “different universes, different basic rules of reality” thing…
Since Guilded Age already takes place in a multiverse of sorts it wouldn’t really be too hard to write any crossovers. Somebody makes a gateway in their lab, E-merl reads a tome wrong and accidentally gives somebody from the QUILTBAG universe their own avatar, Dedalus gets R&D working on a method of marketing his game to other universes and Marie signs up as a beta tester.
Heck, Best got sent to yet a third universe. You could concoct a scenario where QUILTBAG is that universe and Best enlists Marie into his attempt to get home by reopening the vortex. It’s not that outlandish.
Now I’m always going to read Scipio as being played by Marie, at least unless/until we get enough of Marie’s actual personality to rule it out completely.
I don’t know if that would be a good idea. For starters it would be an over-Rach if he were to just stop talking entirely. Learning how to listen better would be a good idea though.
And a complete, entire PARAGRAPH.
When Byron gets close enough to see who E-merl’s talking to and puts his jaw back on, he may request a dual exorcism from the fighting sisterhood.
Assumptions will make an ass outta u.
e-Merl seems to be stuck with this thought that all nuns are of the no-fly zone.
He could just, you know, ask her what her vows were.
If the actual vows, as she interprets them, turn out to be in conflict with his aspirations, they can talk about that.
And if they are worshipping Frigg… things could get Astartic.
Anyway, I think they’re over the Gigundis dude, since he was exposed as a fraud and subjected to deconstruction, with extreme prejudice ;D
They seem to be in the “WTH phase”, where their factual knowledge of the fallacy an non-phallicy of their deity (he was dickless golem, after all), is in dire conflict with their direct experience of divine power.
So, all this “belief in the all engenders belief in the self – and vice versa” stuff (hopelessly lost on Frigg, stoned or not) was actually the kind of epiphanous “problem analysis” that stoners do. Right before they go “Dude, I can see through my fingers!”.
I am guessing Rach and her fellow nuns had some reason to form their imprompty sisterhood, after all, they had this mystery to solve, and probably hoped to gain greater insight into the power of whatever-it-is-that-powers-faith-when-even-a-false-god-does-not-interrupt-it.
Huh. That would totally explain the fond look Rachel gave E-Merl in the market square when they were distributing food with Gravedust; she can tell he likes her, she thinks it’s sweet, but will neither encourage nor discourage the harmless crush. Let it run its course… young love can be fickle, after all. He’ll find someone closer in age soon enough.
Some people wear gloves and goggles when sharpening weapons, as to avoid the hot bits of metal and sparks burning their eyes and skin. Scipio not only abstains from both, he also sits really, really close to the grindstone.
Scipio. A man who possesses a sword, a shield and a cigar, but zero fucks.
That’s the difference between berserkers and paladins, paladins stop to clean off the gore after the dust settles. Berserkers – they’re like Jack Russel Terriers… on speed!
I kept expecting the end of his cigar to start glowing red from all those sparks lol. Also, damn, I’d give a +1 to Rachel over Frigg for the trash talk too lol.
Hey, it’s like the way Big Macintosh only ever says “Yyyup” or “Nnnope”, until that one episode where he goes on a rant about what the Crusaders are doing wrong and why it’s a bad idea.
…That’s right, I went there. AND I SAW SOME OF YOU %&#*ERS STANDIN’ THERE ALREADY.
She must have done something to end up in the order… they’re mostly misfits and thugs, after all.
On the other hand, she is a bright person, and a diligent student of her chosen subject, which is Frigg. You can actually track her progression towards potty-mouthedness through the comic. Can I say “potty-mouth” or is that too vanilla for this forum?
Eeyurrrgghhh…. I got in trouble recently for calling someone a potty mouth. It was supposed to be a joke…. The whole thing went completely awry. I will never use that term again. …the shame! the burning shame!
Just change a few things. Maybe give him a different vice than cigars, different weapon, change the gender, etc. Works well enough. My friend based this terrifying ghost encounter on the Grudge and it was looking back it was fun and memorable as hell…partly because two of the party members got trapped in hell, but semantics.
“As far as ‘How To Talk To Girls,’ you can start by not even asking that.”
Ain’t that the truth; took me years to figure that out. ‘Course, pretty much as soon as I did I settled down with one.
Took me a while to figure out too… and only then was I finally able to appreciate my own company… exclusively.
Ye… My problem is how to talk to humans
Cats are so much easier to deal with.
No, they just walk away as soon as they got their food
Ah, female friendship.
Scipio: Sage with a Sword
And a massive blunt.
…Is Scip sharpening the Sword of Omens?
The sparks never reach him: they’re too afraid.
Handy for keeping your cigar lit, I suppose.
Ok I’m liking Rachael more and more as time goes on.
If all nuns talked like that I might convert to catholicism.
I am so very happy right now. Rachael- the nun that takes ZERO shit.
Well recall she was originally part of the Sisterhood of the Bloodshot Eye, as was Frigg, though in a less willing capacity. Not one from that order was known for taking shit.
I am so tempted to ship Scipio and the recently-introduced Marie from T’s QUILTBAG. Of course, there’s the whole “different universes, different basic rules of reality” thing…
Pfft, such trivial matters has never stopped shipper before! I say go for it!
Since Guilded Age already takes place in a multiverse of sorts it wouldn’t really be too hard to write any crossovers. Somebody makes a gateway in their lab, E-merl reads a tome wrong and accidentally gives somebody from the QUILTBAG universe their own avatar, Dedalus gets R&D working on a method of marketing his game to other universes and Marie signs up as a beta tester.
Heck, Best got sent to yet a third universe. You could concoct a scenario where QUILTBAG is that universe and Best enlists Marie into his attempt to get home by reopening the vortex. It’s not that outlandish.
Pish, you know that Best is going to take down The Hand single handedly in Faanverse.
Now I’m always going to read Scipio as being played by Marie, at least unless/until we get enough of Marie’s actual personality to rule it out completely.
So the advice is to pretty much Scip out on the conversation?
I don’t know if that would be a good idea. For starters it would be an over-Rach if he were to just stop talking entirely. Learning how to listen better would be a good idea though.
Wait. Was that a sentence?!
My god.
I know! He… he used grammar!
And a complete, entire PARAGRAPH.
When Byron gets close enough to see who E-merl’s talking to and puts his jaw back on, he may request a dual exorcism from the fighting sisterhood.
Makes me think this is secretly a very important topic to Scipio.
Assumptions will make an ass outta u.
e-Merl seems to be stuck with this thought that all nuns are of the no-fly zone.
He could just, you know, ask her what her vows were.
If the actual vows, as she interprets them, turn out to be in conflict with his aspirations, they can talk about that.
Beats beating about the bush, doesn’t it?
That’s what he’s trying to figure out if he’s allowed to do…
No, E-Merl doesn’t want to beat *around* the bush…He wants to dive right into it! That’s the whole point!
O.o
Right, how does he know that she hasn’t taken a vow of oral sex. or suchlike? Was Gigundis Appolonian or Bacchanalian?
And if they are worshipping Frigg… things could get Astartic.
Anyway, I think they’re over the Gigundis dude, since he was exposed as a fraud and subjected to deconstruction, with extreme prejudice ;D
They seem to be in the “WTH phase”, where their factual knowledge of the fallacy an non-phallicy of their deity (he was dickless golem, after all), is in dire conflict with their direct experience of divine power.
So, all this “belief in the all engenders belief in the self – and vice versa” stuff (hopelessly lost on Frigg, stoned or not) was actually the kind of epiphanous “problem analysis” that stoners do. Right before they go “Dude, I can see through my fingers!”.
I am guessing Rach and her fellow nuns had some reason to form their imprompty sisterhood, after all, they had this mystery to solve, and probably hoped to gain greater insight into the power of whatever-it-is-that-powers-faith-when-even-a-false-god-does-not-interrupt-it.
Has anyone seen Gravedust? I fear he may be embroiled into that Katamari Phallus-y rolling towards the guys.
Well, I guess know we don’t have to imagine the advice he’d get from Scipio.
This is the player age parameter; E-merl is probably 15 tops, while Scipio might be 35 or even older… Doesn’t talk much, is in it for the flow.
And Rachel might be in her twenties, so the whole thing is entirely different from what it looks, including the why of the non-clicking.
Huh. That would totally explain the fond look Rachel gave E-Merl in the market square when they were distributing food with Gravedust; she can tell he likes her, she thinks it’s sweet, but will neither encourage nor discourage the harmless crush. Let it run its course… young love can be fickle, after all. He’ll find someone closer in age soon enough.
Some people wear gloves and goggles when sharpening weapons, as to avoid the hot bits of metal and sparks burning their eyes and skin. Scipio not only abstains from both, he also sits really, really close to the grindstone.
Scipio. A man who possesses a sword, a shield and a cigar, but zero fucks.
Gold Star
It’s how he lights the cigar.
May I introduce you to the honeybadger?
The honey badger is not a man. It is a machine, a machine of imminent demise.
Rachel and Frigg can dirty talk to me anyday! *w* I mean trash talk, yeah, totally meant trash talk. /not fooling anyone
Hey, Randonimity, who’s the girl in your avatar, please ?
She’s an OC of mine 83
I have full confidence E-Merl will eventually Bang in a conversation with Rachel.
Byron has blood on his hand. From desk work, presumably.
That book was shipped by Cultist-Ex
That’s the difference between berserkers and paladins, paladins stop to clean off the gore after the dust settles. Berserkers – they’re like Jack Russel Terriers… on speed!
I kept expecting the end of his cigar to start glowing red from all those sparks lol. Also, damn, I’d give a +1 to Rachel over Frigg for the trash talk too lol.
Hey, it’s like the way Big Macintosh only ever says “Yyyup” or “Nnnope”, until that one episode where he goes on a rant about what the Crusaders are doing wrong and why it’s a bad idea.
…That’s right, I went there. AND I SAW SOME OF YOU %&#*ERS STANDIN’ THERE ALREADY.
Hmm.. and Big Mac’s coloring is similar to Scip’s…
Alternate reality versions of each other?
Is there an Internet Rule for ponies, akin to 34 or 63?
Rachel’s retort… O.o
That bespeaks an interesting past… before her vows.
She must have done something to end up in the order… they’re mostly misfits and thugs, after all.
On the other hand, she is a bright person, and a diligent student of her chosen subject, which is Frigg. You can actually track her progression towards potty-mouthedness through the comic. Can I say “potty-mouth” or is that too vanilla for this forum?
Eeyurrrgghhh…. I got in trouble recently for calling someone a potty mouth. It was supposed to be a joke…. The whole thing went completely awry. I will never use that term again. …the shame! the burning shame!
I have officially joined the Scipio Fan Club, with this.
I’m so stealing that line about not needing to say much, for my D&D game…hell I might steal Scipio.
Oh, but two of my game group also read GA. They’d catch on…damn.
./ponder
Just change a few things. Maybe give him a different vice than cigars, different weapon, change the gender, etc. Works well enough. My friend based this terrifying ghost encounter on the Grudge and it was looking back it was fun and memorable as hell…partly because two of the party members got trapped in hell, but semantics.
What’ll really throw them off is if you change the gender, keep the cigar…
Jeez, when chicks get together, it’s just nothing but girl-talk.
Sex, sex, sex.
The women at work are worse than blokes.
The only ones who say that women are the weaker sex are guys that don’t know any better…
;)
My kingdom for a kiddie pool full of jello!
+1
And women say men don’t have heart to heart conversations…
Trust me bro, be sober at any party where people get drunk and you will witness many heart to heart conversations.
That’s a very inefficient way to light a cigar.
Paldin and clerics Laying curses on each other 4 letter curses…