A question

[connie_maheswaran]

[Yes, it is rather easy to send one of these out when you have the internet back home. Connie was a little vexed that there was no network quite like that here, but she'd make do].

Ok, I know that most of the people here have a lot of questions about how things work and how to fight and all, and so far there have been plenty of you who have graciously given us answers and time (I'm very grateful to specific people here like Mr. Crackshell and Webigail and Princess Deetz, but many of you really helped, thank you). I have a different type of question though.

For those of you who live here and work, how easy is it to do all of your magical studies and keep a stable job? Back home I have to be attending college, but I'll be living on campus. That's different from working here and living AND learning about magic.

Basically, how do you budget your time? Any tips?

Comments

[creepyoldguy]

Just have to be willing to step outside the old comfort zone.

[Said the entity who welcomed two recently deceased to being ghosts by hugging and trying to make out with them. He had empathy for the weird boundaries thing.]

More fun? Maybe? Easier to spell, that’s for damn sure.

[connie_maheswaran]

You explain that to the newcomers then.

Well yeah, it sounds kind of Dungeons and Dragons, you know?

[creepyoldguy]

Isn't that what I'm doing?

[He hummed.]

What, that nerd game with dice and numbers? Level 12 whoozy-whatzits and level 23 whatzy-whoozits?

I'm offended. I will eat a 20 sided die in protest.

[connie_maheswaran]

A little too late when it comes to Keeper. Again, not everyone understands what or why he does what he does. First impressions are a big deal.

I mean. It's much more than that when you break it down to classes and attributes and player imagin-never mind.

You could, but what would it accomplish? Now, spitting it out at someone, that might be pretty funny.

[creepyoldguy]

It would hardly be fair to tell people in a broadcast, for example, to avoid someone they never met. AND there's always that slim chance that eventually, SOMEDAY, Keeps will find someone who says 'yes' to his"Can I eat you?" query.

I mean, we can only hope for his sake. He'd be so happy!

[A dramatic hand wave.]


What would it accomplish? I'd get to eat an icosahedron.

[connie_maheswaran]

I'm sure he would be, but then we would all be missing out on someone. I guess the only way that would work is if the person can regenerate.

He seems really sweet, if a little off the wall.

Right, and then what?

[creepyoldguy]

If they wanna be someone’s dinner, that’s on them.

[He gave her his best off-kilter grin.]

My honor will be sated.

[connie_maheswaran]

Sure, I guess.

[Probably never going to happen].

Good luck then!

So...what places are actually open for exploring?

[creepyoldguy]

It just so happens, I’m one of the Tour Guides. Only, I refuse to wear plaid—not a flattering look.

Stop by for a tour, I’ll show you Lydia’s gallery too.

[It was the only stop that got a legit description.]

[connie_maheswaran]

Who makes a tour guide wear plaid? A hat I understand, that's tradition, but plaid? Seems kind of mid western to me.

[So she'd heard anyway].

Ok! I'd love to get a better idea of what the town is like!

[creepyoldguy]

Plaid is A-dog’s thing and he can make it work. But, these are plaid jackets that scream “used-car salesman circa 1970”.

So, I go for stripes, instead.

Anyway, sure. Come by for my next shift. Ignore the dirty looks from the yokels, they’re what we call ‘ingrates’.

[connie_maheswaran]

A-dog? Who's that?

Oh, I see. Better to avoid it then.

I'll do that. For now.

[creepyoldguy]

A-dog, also known as one Adam Maitland is a ghost from back home. He and his wife B-town Barbara Maitland hired me to help them get breathers outta their home. They are adorable, died together and everything! Without being a murder suicide!

[connie_maheswaran]

Oh!

Um, good for them for not being a murder suicide?

Has anyone ever told you your humor is pretty dark?

[creepyoldguy]

[He laughed, his hair flaring a brighter shade of green in his amusement.]

Oh, yeah, like, all the time!

But it really was cute.

[connie_maheswaran]

I thought so.

How did they die?

[creepyoldguy]

Floorboards gave way. Crashed right through ‘em.

[connie_maheswaran]

Oh, so, they fell through. Ouch.

But at least they were together?

[creepyoldguy]

And that means they’ll never be alone. It’s a rare thing.

[connie_maheswaran]

Here's hoping they won't get sick of each other in death then?

[That sounds like something that could happen, given how things seemed to work in his world].

[creepyoldguy]

Le gasp.

No, no, no. Those two are a perfect pair of boring.

[connie_maheswaran]

I think I'm suspicious about what you consider boring, Sloggoth.

[creepyoldguy]

Shoggoth: if you're gonna use the surname, you gotta get it proper-like.

[Read some Lovecraft, kiddo.]

And boring is Pottery Barn and Farmers' Market suburbia.

[connie_maheswaran]

I was just checking! I notice you like to give people nicknames based on their names.

[Luckily, Connie would only mispronounce it once: she hated doing something wrong like that, even if it was on purpose].

Are those things bad? Do we not like Suburbia?

[creepyoldguy]

I literally can't say my preferred name, annnnnd typically saying my Name has consequences, so people tend to give me nicknames, so, I do tend to give nicknames too.

[A fangy smile.]

There's only a select few people I bother with their actual names.

Oh, Suburbia is basically the most boring place on the planet---ask Lydia about it, she'll tell ya.