I woke up with the urge to shoot something and the gun range is open this afternoon from 1600. I'm out of Advanced Negotiations (ironically, often requiring weapons when Diplomacy has failed) at 1700, so if you'd like to shoot up a few things with me, I'll be on the range just after 1700.
We need to find a mage person who can cast selective glamors. If everyone sees you when they look at me (everyone except you, me, and Cam) and everyone sees me when they look at you (everyone except you and me, cuz if Crichton sees you instead of me the game is over, but at least you can be the one frelling with his head and maybe getting some action -- also, then you get to smack him around for having action with "Beka" hee!) then we can protect our guys, maybe get some action, not frell with each other's men, and still have plenty of fun with each other.
I'm working on the whole enchantment thing. I think I can work it so that the only one who kisses Crichton is you.
I'd rather not die, and you'd be sad if you had to kill him.
Basic plan is that for the weekend we'll look like each other except to co-conspirators.
[OOC - I bought us both paid ljs so we can use each other's icons, as per Parker's suggestion. I'll post back with the details of the enchantment. Meanwhile, the conspirators and I will play it as though you and I are both wherever we're supposed to be. We can affect the "switch" whenever.
Also, currently we're considering the possibility that the failing of our respective enchantments (which will need some really cool iconage) would make for a good way for the plot to start to unravel.]
I just realized I'm going to be spending the weekend listening to my boyfriend be in love with you (and yours). And, you're going to spend the weekend with your boyfriend pushing "you" away in favor of some woman who looks like you but isn't.
This is going to HURT damn it. And not Crichton. Us.
Frelling Parker. I already bitched her out ((OOC - I did it OOC)) but there may need to be more consequences for her.
Tell me I'm not going to do something REALLY stupid.
(OOC - Update. I've been being both of us this morning, but I'll let you answer your voicemail. We need to "meet" and choose our body-switching implements of choice. I have three options. I love this game. Except that it's making Beka cry.)
Aeryn. I have the goods. Meet me in my room as soon as possible.
[OOC - Beka-mun *hugs* Aeryn-mun. This is killing me. BTW, Beka's busy taking the fall for this with Parker in Cam's room waiting for Cam-mun to return.]
I need to tell someone this, and I think you're the only person who might understand.
I tried. I tried to take the fall for all of it. Parker wouldn't let me. Much. But I did what I could for you and Crichton. I told them it wasn't your idea. That it was my fault.
They might have believed that. But Cam... it's over.
I'm dead inside. And I don't know what I'm going to do. I know it won't be good. I'm telling you because you're probably the only person who has a hope in hell of stopping me.
Illyana tried. Lee tried. I don't care.
I don't even know why I'm telling you. It's not like I want you to stop me. But I figured someone should know that I've gone looking for Camulus.
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