Dreaming in the Real

Game Log: 10.10.99
GM: Cort Odekirk

"I found while writing my journal more and more things to complain about Dalen."

-Andy

"I just had this vision of just Flora's bossom coming out."

-Andy, as overheard by confused people in the other room

"Screw you all for teasing me about sticky buns! They're good!"

-Andy, as we all praise him for bringing cinnabon

"It's still here. It's gotten smaller. But it's still here. Demons come out at night and nibble on it. Marshmallow demons are very scary."

-Cort, on the continued presence of a jar of marshmallow cream

"Pillsbury doughboys of doom! *cute/evil cackle* A little army of darkness."

-Cort, on Andy's plot to use sticky buns to subvert the people of Amber

"30 seconds into the game, and I'm already knocked unconscious."

-Andy

"Mind you, I'm now a comatose piece of lard, but at least I didn't talk."

-Andy

Random: We cannot arrest the lord of a major house on the basis of "He made me walk his magic fire Pattern while dead."
Aaron: You make it sound so trivial.

"If you say 'Oh, it's nothing' I'm going to hurt you."

-Aaron

Aaron (to Dalen): WHAT DID YOU DO?!
Maladin: You want me to play the "good cop"?
Andy pauses and then loses it.

Andy: I even wrote in my history that my mother made me take chorus.
Flora: Oh, but you looked so cute in that robe!

"The tavern wench in me is overwhelmed."

-Kath

"Oooh, Random's new favorite. Our war correspondent. Reporting from Helmwind, this is Maladin."

-Lore

Maladin: I didn't know I was Random's new favorite.
Aaron: You have been doing a lot of things with him...

Lentaro: Are you okay? Do you need a hug?
Aaron: No.
Lentaro: I'm told hugging fuzzy things is very theraputic.
Aaron: I don't want to hug your fuzzy thing.

Orderly: So can I get the patients' names?
Aaron: Maladin, you take care of this. (He leaves.)
Orderly (to Maladin): Okay, so what are the patients' names?
Maladin (looking after the departed Aaron): Um, they're, uh Rhyss, why don't you handle this.