Being an Epic Tale of Wizardry, Gambling, and Crush'd Dreames.
egyptian316: Huh. History Channel has a new show called Warriors.
egyptian316: I wonder if they'll do an episode on Coney Island?
Manxifer: Come out and play-ay!
egyptian316: If they had a greek hoplite fight one of the Riffs I would watch every week
Manxifer: We should totally start a themed gang?
Manxifer: Only with a ! and not a ?.
egyptian316: Couldn't we have a gang where we all wore question marks?
Manxifer: Would we have to make up some pseudo-philosophical bullshit to justify it?
egyptian316: We would want to, wouldn't we?
Manxifer: Would we?
Manxifer: Also, are we supposed to only ask questions?
Manxifer: Could that be our shtick?
egyptian316: Perhaps we could repeat everything said to us as a question?
Manxifer: Wouldn't that get annoying?
Manxifer: Or is that the point?
egyptian316: Isn't it annoying already?
Manxifer: Also, if we only ever ask questions, can we even settle on this? Won't our debate go on forever?
egyptian316: Should we rethink this?
Manxifer: Are you already rethinking it?
egyptian316: ...maybe?
Manxifer: *sigh*
Manxifer: Well, back to the drawing board.
Manxifer: Oh!
Manxifer: We could be the Prophets and do all our gang crime and fighting in sandwich-board signs that foretell the End of Times!
egyptian316: *comes back from making a sandwich*
egyptian316: You made me hungry with all your talk.
Manxifer: Oh... I was hoping you were going to make your sign.
egyptian316: Nah. I realized that I don't have the personality to support a cause.
Manxifer: You don't have to support a cause.
Manxifer: Just wear a sign and get into an occasional rumble.
Manxifer: Gangs still have rumbles, right?
egyptian316: I think they mostly shoot each other these days
Manxifer: Whoa, holy shit!
Manxifer: Really?
Manxifer: With guns?
egyptian316: Yeah, they have like automatic rifles and stuff
Manxifer: Holy fuck!
Manxifer: Okay, when were you planning on telling me this?
egyptian316: I dunno, I figured you already knew.
Manxifer: If I knew gangs SHOT at one another, would I really want to be in one?
Manxifer: I mean, I want to put on a costume and beat people up as much as the next guy, but guns? That's too much.
egyptian316: Maybe we should consider a different hobby?
Manxifer: Probably.
Manxifer: It gets kind of discouraging after a while though, the way all our hobbies fall apart.
egyptian316: Hey, we were making good progress in becoming wizards
Manxifer: I mean, the gang thing, the amateur rocketry, the genetic engineering...
Manxifer: I know, and I guess we could pick that up again. I just don't want a repeat of the last vernal equinox.
egyptian316: Then you were all, "I don't care how cool wizardry is I'm not growing that ridiculous a
mustache!"
Manxifer: I told you I CAN'T grow a mustache like that!
egyptian316: See, this is your double standard again. You wore that damn fake beard for months and I don't recall you thinking that it was "unjust cheating".
Manxifer: Maybe not, but the laws of magic are a lot more stringent than the rules of the Nevada Gaming Commission.
egyptian316: You know, I think wizards may be regulated by the Nevada Gaming Commission
Manxifer: Really? Because those guys told me it was all about the laws of space and time.
egyptian316: Yeah, well go down to the casino floor and show them your Five Star Card King routine and tell me who shows up quicker-a security agent or a guy in a robe and cone hat.
Manxifer: Oh no no no no. You're not tricking me into doing that again! That's why I was wearing the damn fake beard to begin with!
egyptian316: You know, if you would practice and stop acting so jittery this would work and you wouldn't get caught.
egyptian316: Having an embarrassing panic attack and dropping aces all over the blackjack table is not how that was supposed to work.
Manxifer: You're one to talk! I'm not the one who broke down sobbing at the roulette table!
egyptian316: I had just lost my life savings!
egyptian316: Black came up six times in a row! Red was DUE!
Manxifer: I told you I rigged the table so it would only ever come up black!
Manxifer: Is it my fault you don't understand Pig Latin?
egyptian316: We aren't all multilingual you know.
Manxifer: Oh, I know! I had to muddle through your "translations" of those books of magic from Aramaic, remember?
egyptian316: Hey, those things worked!
egyptian316: Not necessarily how we were expecting, but they worked nontheless!
Manxifer: True. Did your fingernails ever grow back?
egyptian316: Sort of
egyptian316: I should finish translating those books. One of them has got to tell you how you get the lovely assistants.
Manxifer: Uh... you know that's stage magicians and not real magicians, right?
egyptian316: Really?
Manxifer: Yeah.
Manxifer: Real magicians have horrible demons and cats and stuff.
Manxifer: Generally not both. That's bad.
egyptian316: *thinks*
egyptian316: We should become stage magicians
egyptian316: I mean, I was just doing this for the chicks.
Manxifer: Oh...
Manxifer: I was doing it for the power to rain unholy terror on my enemies.
Manxifer: Can I do that as a stage magician?
egyptian316: Probably not. On the other hand I could probably forgive a lot of people in return for a steady stream of hotties.
Manxifer: Do stage magicians get a steady stream of hotties? Or do they get one or two very attractive professional assistants who will sue the moment things get even remotely personal?
egyptian316: ...
egyptian316: *turns away so you won't see him cry*
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