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[toiletseat_girl]

[a shaky moment as George readies the camera to catch her on the video, technology like this is unheard of in 2003]

So, uh. I've been told that I should get out more. Meet people. I'm not any good at that, so you're just gonna have to--bear with me as I figure this shit out. But I guess I've gotta bite the bullet sometime, right?

[she looks off camera and flushes slightly out of a combination of nerves and embarrassment]

Anyway, I'm George. I'm newish. I have--no fucking idea what I'm doing here. Does anyone? If you do, could you please fill me in.

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Re: video; we can log it or handwave it or whatever!

[occupiesvitalregions]

Yeah, not really. They really crossed a line with the last thing they pulled. Not that I was their biggest fan or anything before that.

[This guy's got too many emotions, all ripe for the god's picking. Not that he'd ever admit to like 80% of them, though.]

But I'll get you into fighting shape, and we'll show these gods what we're all made of someday. That we're not just to be trifled with!

logging it's fine if it's okay with you?

[toiletseat_girl]

It was pretty screwy. And I don't even believe in gods, so having them shoved in my face kinda pisses me off.

[well, George only admits to the depression and apathy. the rest are there, she just likes to pretend that they're not]

Okay, that sounds awesome. Just let me know where and when, okay?

[occupiesvitalregions]

I don't even like calling 'em gods. I don't think that's what they are. Powerful, sure, but not gods. I only call 'em that so people know who I'm talking about.

And there's no time like the present. Tomorrow morning at 9, meet me outside the armory.

[[OOC - how about a backdate log set to before the event, that we can do after?]]