Useless Ramblings

Imaria: I remember inane shit all the time, but can't remember anything overly involving the number 7.
Imaria: Just 7.
Me: 7's a bitch, i'm not surprised
Imaria: Cannibal number.
Me: either cannibal or just polite in bed
Imaria: Given 9's known proclivities, that's very plausible.
Imaria: OMG 6 WAS JEALOUS
Me: 6 is such a Nice Guy
Imaria: 6 was afraid of 7 because of confidence issues relating to oral sex performance.
Imaria: Because that was 6 & 9's THING, you know? But 7 also 8 9.
Me: we latch onto and extrapolate on some weird and very specific shit.

imaria: I need to finish typing up D&D stuff, for starting campaign on weekend
imaria: but laaaazy
shinga: fill in the blanks with "rocks fall, everyone dies, fuck you I'm taking a nap"
imaria: LOLOL
imaria: but... airships!
shinga: magic rocks
imaria: also, where the fuck are rocks coming from at that altitude?
shinga: MAGIC. ROCKS.
imaria: COMETS
shinga: that works too
imaria: haha
shinga: then they can be rocks ON FIRE
shinga: EXTRA DEATH
imaria: Take 100d20 damage
imaria: Also 1d6 fire.
shinga: LOLLLLLL
imaria: Better said in reverse, though
imaria: "Take 1d6 fire." "Oh, that's nothi-" "Also 100d20 crushing."
imaria: and then I just lean over
shinga: I dunno I kinda like it in that order ;) It's adding the small fire damage that just makes it fucking hilarious
imaria: and light their sheet on fire
shinga: LOLLLL
imaria: "Save for half."
imaria: as they scramble to put it out
imaria: "Possibly save for one-third, I dunno."