QUASIPLATONICROMANTIC NOT-MESS

[chanteuser]

i'm still wheezing y'all

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[chanteuser]

[ she just kisses his cheek. less grumble, more building. ]

Because it looked kind of cosy?

[robopriest]

[His expression actually softens? His girlfriend's too cute...]

...It was cozy without all the shocks, admittedly. Which we shouldn't have here, heaven forbid.

[chanteuser]

We haven't had any this week, let alone here, so... I don't think the realm's going to suddenly bring up more just to spite you. [ ... unless the blankets are super static. ]

You're safe.

[robopriest]

Hey, don't tempt the Realm, I don't need more heart attacks.

[But fine, fine, he'll move to grab a few blankets.]

The blankets should form the roof, so we need some chairs and tables and such.

[chanteuser]

I'd say we've got enough of those lying around to get something sorted. [ hmm. she's surveying the area. like an architect of blanket forts. very important. ]

It needs to be pretty high too, right? So... maybe if we stacked some tables on top of each other? We could boost the height with chairs if we need to, but I think the more we have stacked the more likely it is to fall...

[robopriest]

Tables might be more stable than chairs, so lets try that. And when it gets time to put the blankets up, I'll lift you so you can reach.

[He's smirking and TOTALLY not poking fun at her being short, no sirree.]

[chanteuser]

[ just this face.





she's going to get tables now. rude. ]

[robopriest]

[Just coming up to embrace her from the back and kiss her on the back of her head.]

Ah, don't pout at me like that, I was only teasing. Hehe.

[chanteuser]

I'm not that short.

[ it's not her fault some people here are 7ft tall? or sometimes 610cm tall? or 6 foot and mostly metal? ]

[robopriest]

Of course you aren't. You're the perfect size. All the better to eat you up, my dear, or so the fairytale goes? Something like that.

[MORE TEASING, WHEN WILL IT END, but he's just laughing, all the while, as he rests his chin on her head.]

[chanteuser]

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she reaches back and pinches his nose ]

I'm pretty sure those stories are grimmer than that.

[robopriest]

[Now speaking in a nasally tone and just accepting this:]

Its true. Some of them even involve cannibalism.

[chanteuser]

[ he sounds stunning. ]

...

[ she just turns her head to look at him. and yes, she'll let go of his nose.

she knew some were dark and creepy, but?? ]

Don't people read these things to children??

[robopriest]

[He grins.]

Haha, well, they read the watered-down versions. My mother, she read me the scary stuff. About goblins that come and eat all the people they want, especially if they're naughty.

[chanteuser]

[ and so much is explained ]

...

I don’t think you’ll find those ones here to show us, unfortunately. [ she thinks. she hopes? ]

[robopriest]

[:D]

I'll take that as a challenge, Alex.

[chanteuser]

[ NO!! ]

Please don’t.

[robopriest]

Why not? It could be fun!

[this is the man you chose to be your boyfriend, alex]

[chanteuser]

[ yes hello customer services? can she get a refund. ]

How is scaring me with creepy fairy tales fun?!

[antaressnipe]

You two will need something sturdy as a foundation for the blankets and pillows.

[He's helping!!]

[chanteuser]

The... tablets and some chairs, maybe?

[ thank u chiron. the help is appreciated. ]

[antaressnipe]

Yes. Perhaps even stack the chairs on top of each other to gain the most efficient height.

[He is assuming he's not gonna be underneath the blanket fort but Hansa (and maybe Emet if he wants to join) are still pretty damn tall]

[chanteuser]

[ they are all getting in this blanket fort, chiron, so help her. ]

Tables maybe? It'd be wider and taller then, and we won't all be squashed in there. [ times so far they've all just assume emet is joining the blanket fort without asking him: 2. ]

[antaressnipe]

[Emet needs to hold hands, he has no fuckin choice, Chiron will punt him in there himself]

The tables could work, though please make sure they are stable -- elsewise your fort will meet an untimely end.

[chanteuser]

[ hold! hands! also kiss the horse, emet. ]

Most of them here seem to be? I've sat at a few of them. Don't worry, I'll check them.

A table would hurt quite a lot of it fell on us. I don't mind so much about the blankets.