let's talk anything but politics

[staysail]

FORM: sending crystal
SENDER: Darras Rivain
RECIPIENT: everyone
WHAT: Girl of Your Dreams, the most important game ever played
WHEN: now
WHERE: the Gallows


So for those of us that don't feel particularly moved to be adding our voices to any debates over the Divine. [Well, wait.] No, that's unfair of me. Anyone is welcome to be playing this game. It's just that you might be too busy.

Though it's quite easy. Doesn't take much attention. It's Girl of Your Dreams, and it's meant to be played when you're exceedingly bored. Every bit of this dream girl is perfect, except there's one detail, one tiny detail, that's terribly wrong. Like... "Girl of your dreams, girl of your dreams, except she's got goat's eyes." The ones with those terrible square centers, and they're half wall-eyed? And then everyone has got to say if they'd still have her or not. Which--in honesty--for that one, I would.

We could play it about the Divine, if that would strike you as more topical. "Future Divine of your dreams, Future Divine of your dreams, except she'll only eat food that you've chewed for her." Still vote for her, or not?

Comments

[coquettish_trees]

Mais oui! However else am I meant to improve my form?

[ inquire of her partner? ri-di-cu-lous. ]

[elegiaque]

Mon amour! You're deprived of expert advice.

[coquettish_trees]

Truly a desolate state of affair. [ hohoho ]

Girl of your dreams, girl of your dreams save that she refuses to include your edits in her subsequent drafts.

[elegiaque]

Oh, she's got to go.

( as thedas's own dorothy parker, gwenaëlle is firmly on the say my verses do not scan and i get me another man side of that argument. )

[coquettish_trees]

For the best, I should think. Your cleverness is obviously wasted upon her.

[elegiaque]

And I can abide many things, but not waste.

Girl of your dreams, but she has a laugh like a goose mid-coitus.

[staysail]

I'll require a demonstration.

[elegiaque]

( she obliges. )

[staysail]

[He gives it a moment of due consideration before issuing a ruling.]

Yeah, I like that.

Girl of your dreams, but she's got a goose tongue.

[coquettish_trees]

To clarify, is that a mid-coitus laugh that sounds like a goose, or a laugh that always sounds like a goose in the throes of passion.

[elegiaque]

Both. ( why would you give her options, lexie. )

[coquettish_trees]

Ah, then I am afraid I shall have to leave her! I am interested only in women whose goose laughter is restricted to the sheets.