XVIII

[punsofiron]

[Iron Liz, office chair, fancy dress--wait what?]

Hey guys, I'm gonna have to postpone Warhammer night 'cause I can't find my gamemaster's notebook. I know exactly where I put it, too...I think we have some troublemakers again. Not pointing fingers or anything, I'm just saying this is becoming a pattern. Next thing you know the Mads are gonna set us up with a mandatory seminar about respecting personal property.

And speaking of? I'm not liking the pattern I'm seeing on the Sattelite this week. Keep an eye out the window.

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[optimistickey]

It seems like a lot of stuff's gone missing lately... [He definitely doesn't want his evil doppleganger back here again.]

Why? What's out the window?

[punsofiron]

Nothing yet, but I just have a feeling about what Dr. F was trying to warn us about.

[optimistickey]

What feeling?

[punsofiron]

That we may be literally heading for trouble.

[optimistickey]

[Now Sora's concerned.] What kinda trouble? And how do you know?

[punsofiron]

[Still calibrating for fourth wall breakage here, buuuut...]

I don't suppose you've ever heard of the Titanic?

[optimistickey]

[Sora scratches at his head.] No...

[punsofiron]

She was a huge ocean liner built about a hundred years ago, my time. Carried over 2000 people, I think. But lots of mistakes were made building and sailing her, lots of things went wrong. She crashed into an iceburg and sank in the north Atlantic ocean. Most of the passengers died.

[She sighs. She really didn't want to be held responsible of people panic, but what else can she do at this point?]

It's kind of a long story, but everything going on this week reminds me of that.

[optimistickey]

Ohhh... [Sora looks a bit downcast. That doesn't sound like a happy event at all. But then, he just gets confused.]

...People shrinking and a rapping dog remind you of that?

[punsofiron]

Unfortunately, yes.

.....some jerkasses thought it'd be a great idea to make kids' movies out of the incident.

[optimistickey]

[Sora tries to wrap his brain around this, and looks a little bit disturbed.]

Well. That doesn't sound like a good idea. At all.

[punsofiron]

Yeah, it really wasn't. They were pur-eeeetty bad.

[optimistickey]

But if it's something related to that...what should we do?

[punsofiron]

I dunno...short of hoping this tugboat can steer, we may have to call the Mads again.

[optimistickey]

Those guys aren't much of a help. Maybe Gypsy or Mike can steer it?

[punsofiron]

I hope so...this is a satellite after all...

[milliondollarpipes]

I'll keep an eye out for it.

[He's intrigued and alarmed by that last bit, though.] Mind tellin' what we should be lookin' for out there?

[punsofiron]

I think you of all people should know. I mean think about it. Early 20th century fashion, singing mice, Dr. F's warning...

...rapping dogs.

[milliondollarpipes]

[...okay that's starting to ring a bell.]

...this ain't about that one time with the kid's boss, is it? The booze airlift? [Once he realized the Critic was a pompous ass, he started ignoring most of what he said or did. But he definitely remembers that particular incident.]

[punsofiron]

[Probably a wiser course of action. She's just lucky he hasn't roped her into a cameo yet.]

That's the one.

[milliondollarpipes]

Aw, hell. [He rubs tiredly at his temples - was one week off too much to ask?] Guess that explains the dress.

[punsofiron]

[She waves a hand casually - wait, was she wearing gloves before?]

Sure. If anything happens, not only am I a woman, I'm first class! So I'm in the clear.

[milliondollarpipes]

'Least we've - [He pauses, blinking at the sudden gloves. Well, he can guess what that's about.] - got that. Just don't let the kid go givin' you any necklaces.

[As for him, he'll...go brush up on his hymns?]

[punsofiron]

[She smirks a little] He can't really draw, anyway.

[eyeofwildtiger]

More stuff? Gah, you think someone would have a clue by now!

[punsofiron]

I'm telling you; next week, mandatory seminar. Betcha anything.

[eyeofwildtiger]

Would they care about that? Seems causing problems is kinda their thing.

[punsofiron]

Well, if nothing else, it's probably the best method of torture known to man.

[eyeofwildtiger]

...oooh, right. Damn.

[punsofiron]

Yup.

[colorbymemory]

[Nami has also availed herself of the pretty costumes.]

Is that the only thing you're missing?

[She's helping Xion keep tabs on what's been stolen.]

There's a pattern to what's going on this week?

[punsofiron]

Only thing I can tell.

Yeah, it's kind of a long story but I think Dr. F. Might've been trying to warn us about something in our orbit.

Sorry, account toggle fail.

[colorbymemory]

Okay

[Makes mental note of that.]

He did mention something about "damage."

[She looks worried, now.]

[punsofiron]

Yeah.

Do me a favor; if you see Gypsy, ask her if we have any mode of steering on this dogbone. I hope we won't have to use it, but...

[colorbymemory]

[Namine nods. Messages are something she does very well.]

I'll let her know if I see her.

[punsofiron]

Thanks kiddo.

[beforethemoon]

If something's... wrong, then you shouldn't beat around the bush.

[punsofiron]

I don't wanna flat out say it if I might be wrong, either.

[beforethemoon]

But being cryptic is worse, though.

[punsofiron]

[She grumbles something. Yeah, this probably wasn't one of her smarter moves.]

[beforethemoon]

[Liiiiineface]

[wavesinherheart]

I suppose I can keep an eye out for it, if you like?

[punsofiron]

I'd appreciate that yeah. Thanks.

[wavesinherheart]

It's the least I can do.