@FalLesta is today’s winner with hir randomly blurted pronouncement that @Ari_of_Jandzia will mate with @Ervidon_Ona. I’m not sure they are allowed any choice in the matter.
“I am well. You will mate with Ona. I need rest now. Good night.” I go to my room and curl up.
Lots of reasons.
Just these past couple of weeks I’ve had a sister die, been held hostage, gotten engaged, admitted to some less than savory things, captained a ship, hired on 3 new crewmembers, decided to make a life of rescuing and freeing slaves across the galaxy, had a device implanted in my arm that allows me to travel through space/time, been on two different planets, gotten a bj, rescued raped and beaten family members, worked at several different jobs, become lovers with someone I waited for years for, gone to visit my parents instantly from light years away, worked a communications console on a starship, had dinner with my son the starship captain, decided to refurbish a rustbucket of a ship, had to be taught how to poke properly several times as I kept failing the test afterwards, eaten, duct taped a slaver, slept, screwed, unclogged a toilet, bought bakery goodies from someone of a different century, worked out in the gym, danced naked on a pile of crates, supplied live ants for a picnic, made an engagement diamond from scratch, been asked to loan out my lover as a fix for sexual issues, drank romulan ale and a slew of other alcoholic beverages, and eaten lobster bisque specially made for me, among other things.
It allows me to do things I never could. I do well or badly at it at various times, but I have fun. I’ve gained some awesome friends through role play. Also fun. And that, my friend, is why the hell I do this rp thing.
Yes, Raul asked Sam to marry him. She said yes. Someone else had something to say about it too.
“. . . That man is a great mind-worker. He kidnaps her, secludes her, makes her work for him and now she is willing to MARRY him?”
“That’s easy for you to say, you’re not the one who almost washes their face in a sink full of acid.”
“He hasn’t served her for lunch. He’s been sweet.”
Love that criteria for sweetness. Funny part is that he /is/ sweet.