Murder on the Elliquiy Express: European Tours: OOC Thread

[Ryven]

How about we get this discussion back on TRACK then, hmm?

[Beguile's Mistress]

Wait a minute--if Val was the conductor, who's driving the train? For the love of God, who's driving the train?

*clings to his seat in terror*

The Engineer?

[Pixilicious]

Just updated the voting standings on the second to last page of the game.  There are a couple people that have yet to vote.  Spell, Marguerite and Random Civilian.

[Marguerite]

Was without internet and got distracted by school. Will vote now though it seems the majority of the vote falls on one person.

[Valerian]

*watches Beguile's suspiciously with ghostly eyes*

[Remiel]

Is anybody else here now picturing Izu and Marguerite in a crazy, BDSM variant of Romeo & Juliet?  Kind of like William Shakespeare meets Rocky Horror Picture Show.

"O Rocky, Rocky, wherefore art thou Rocky?
Deny thy libido and refuse thy name.
Or if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love
And I'll no longer be a sweet transvestite...from Transssssexual, Transylvani-yaaaaa!"

[Marguerite]

Is anybody else here now picturing Izu and Marguerite in a crazy, BDSM variant of Romeo & Juliet?  Kind of like William Shakespeare meets Rocky Horror Picture Show.

"O Rocky, Rocky, wherefore art thou Rocky?
Deny thy libido and refuse thy name.
Or if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love
And I'll no longer be a sweet transvestite...from Transssssexual, Transylvani-yaaaaa!"

-Laughs-

Oh, I love it Remy.

[Remiel]

Argh, crap, wrong game!!!

[Marguerite]

Argh, crap, wrong game!!!

This is what you get for joining up too many Mafia games.

[Remiel]

Can't help it! I'm addicted. 

I wonder if there's a support group out there --  "Hi, my name is Remiel, and I'm a Mafia game addict."

[Marguerite]

Then I will have to join up with you Remy.

[Valerian]

*forms a support group*

Y'know, since I have the time, being dead and all.  And I'm also an enabler!   

[Remiel]

I can quit playing any time I want!  I just don't want to right now.   

[Marguerite]

I can quit playing any time I want!  I just don't want to right now.   

Liar!

[Remiel]

You're not the boss of me!

[Ryven]

You're not the boss of me!

She could be though...

[Marguerite]

She could be though...

-Smiles-

You are going to get a bottle of limoncello for that, Ryven.

[Ryven]

-Smiles-

You are going to get a bottle of limoncello for that, Ryven.

Yum!   I've been looking into making my own.

[Marguerite]

Yum!   I've been looking into making my own.

Just make sure you taste more of the sugar and lemon peel than the alcohol. If you can feel a slight bite of alcohol, you are good but if the alcohol overpowers the lemon than you have too much alcohol than sugar.

[Beguile's Mistress]

~snickers at everyone, leans back in a comfortable chair sipping a dirty martini~

Well, now.  Since I'm not the murder that leaves all you fine folk aboard with the knowledge that another one of you is going to get their ticked punched... and then another... and another...

~giggles~

[Ryven]

~snickers at everyone, leans back in a comfortable chair sipping a dirty martini~

Well, now.  Since I'm not the murder that leaves all you fine folk aboard with the knowledge that another one of you is going to get their ticked punched... and then another... and another...

~giggles~

You may not be a murderer, but you're sure reveling in our impending demise.

[Beguile's Mistress]

You may not be a murderer, but you're sure reveling in our impending demise.

You kickeded me off the train, sweetheart.  I can't haunt you and a girl's gotta have some fun!

[Ryven]

You kickeded me off the train, sweetheart.  I can't haunt you and a girl's gotta have some fun!

True.  I'll make sure to stay in touch though.  I'll send postcards from all our various stops along the way.

[Valerian]

You kickeded me off the train, sweetheart.  I can't haunt you and a girl's gotta have some fun!

I'll haunt them for you!   

[Beguile's Mistress]

True.  I'll make sure to stay in touch though.  I'll send postcards from all our various stops along the way.

Okay.  I'm heading off to a chalet in the Swiss alps and a handsome ski instructor who knows all about slopes and curves.  I'll have my mail forwarded. 

I'll haunt them for you!   

Thank you, Val.  It's much appreciated. ~toasts with the martini~