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[hexappeal]

WHO: A bunch of magic lamers.
WHERE: Dunwich, Massachusetts.
WHEN: Friday, September 2nd through Sunday, September 4th.
WARNINGS: TBA. There's bound to be something.
SUMMARY: Herp derp.
FORMAT: Whatever you feel like!


Let's get it on.

■ Friday, September 2nd.
■ Saturday, September 3rd.
■ Sunday, September 4th.

Comments

[onewrongword]

[There's a dark chuckle; endearing? That's new.]

Wanting to throttle or otherwise harm imbeciles rarely endears me to anyone. I'll be sure to remember it.

[He smirks now, glancing at her for a moment with a brief moment of speculation.]

Doesn't the DOI exist in your world? As I understand it -- from your documentation, your experience with this sort of thing. Is it so different? I admit, you probably don't find that you're a mummer's villain in a children's book until the last volume, but still.

[maggotbone]

[She snorts at that] Oh, is that why you're so famous?

[onewrongword]

Apparently. Found out about the idiocy today. Security's already had to be called, hence the change of clothing. Incognito. Thankfully, those who know me will still recognize me.

[Though some of them will make snide commentary about his clothes.]

[maggotbone]

[She smiles]

You look nice by the way.

[onewrongword]

Thank you. Miss Jupiter thought it best that I expand my wardrobe, especially for some of our joint business ventures. [He seems dismissive of it, really; he doesn't really aim to impress with his physicality.] It's helping to keep some of the fans from finding me so easily.