Occams Razor

A rehash/ continuation of the May list on the same topic!
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Favorite moment(s) were meeting or re-meeting a bunch of new players and old, and spending serious amounts of time talking about who-knows-what-but-it-sure-was-fun. Special shoutout to Red Raver for staying up till 5 AM on saturday morning decoding Doctor's Hand, then waking me up from my table-nest a mere 4 hours later.

Ryan to a wolf coming out of the woods with a tennis ball in hand: "Who wants the ball? You want the ball? Come and get the ball. That's right. You want the ball. *throws tennis ball* Go get the ball -- *throws a palmed packet* Short drain by confusion!"
Everyone watching burst out laughing and the NPC who kept a straight face is impressive.

Bob Grey opening a clip into the Yakuza leader, only to get quadra maimed seconds later. "Worth!"

Kitten O'Clock with a bunch of demons discussing humanity.

Readings by "Blind Molly". *shudder*

I'm sure that there are some others that I think of as I work on my PEL.

"This case just for beer. See? No gun." Ondrej puts case on table and slips handgun from pocket into it before closing it.
"Also, you not inspect me for weapons."
Diagnose Armed?
"No." Deputy nods and walks away. Ondrej turns and grabs beer case and mutters, "yes."

"DATE!"

Ondrej, are you sure you want to walk off alone with them?
Ano, I mean Yes. Not problem.
Ya Sure?

The Circle of Great Ideas. We have the answer. Now we just need to find the problem to go with it.

Library Science or how to liberate answers from a Old Coot.

A night to remember and a promise to keep.

Trying to obliterate the tracks while stalked by Stalks.

Playing Eye Spy with Sheriff Winters with whatever currently needed hiding.

And of course, Developing and currently fine tuning a means of data storage divorced from the bindings of Edison.

And if all of that is not cryptic enough: If the rule you followed brought you to this, what was the purpose of the rule?

Red Raver waking Jan up from his table hidey hole in the morning by drumming loudly and shouting.

Reginald Fothering dropping by with his manservant Pickwick from the jungles of the Congo:
Jackal walks up, does a double take, and turns to me and Alanna. "PLEASE tell me his name isn't Reginald." Reggie turns, doffs his pith helmet, and says "Why yes dear chap, how did you guess?"

Jackal and Alanna lose it and then spend the entire remainder of Reginald's visit desperately trying not to laugh hysterically, not helped at all by the fact that every time they looked like they were going to get themselves under control I would turn around and say something like "Pip Pip, cheerio!" with an evil grin on my face.


Conversation in the diner with people whose names have been redacted to protect the innocent. Also the guilty. Especially the guilty. Edited for clarity.

"So then the French Canadians attacked..."-- "Wait, what?"-- "French Canadians: you know what I mean." -- "No I don't, is that code?" Someone else chimes in "So what if they are ACTUALLY from Canada? Would they still be French Canadians?" -- "Well, yes." -- "And what if they don't work for the guy?" -- "Then they're Canucks" -- "OK, I've had it: In the interest of showing the same clarity that your code system provides, I've decided that information will now be referred to as handjobs! As in, gather everyone so we can give them that handjob we just got." -- "You can't say that in here! There are kids over there!" -- "Well, as long as they don't go and tell their parents that they got the handjobs from us, I think we'll be fine."

*points up*
- Watching Elana and Jackal lose it and then have Nick keep the giggle fits going while Reginald was buffing up the British

- Also, going into the bathroom in Cabin 4 on Main street. On the back of the door is an old Urine color chart, the color telling you if you are dehydrated or not. Usually, the charts go from clear to yellow to brown. Brown is bad. This chart was old and printed on a color printer. That means some colors faded. The chart now went from ivory to yellow-brown to Green. I looked at the chart, walked back out into the cabin and told the One person in the cabin that the chart made sense for, Brett of White Noise (Rappacinian). He walked in, looked behind the door and came out singing "It's not easy peeing green" in his best Kermit the frog imitation.

Asking V to check to see if I was a Psychic, to prove that I wasn't.

Tim the manager of the Lumber Mill offering Asshole Bob a job.

Trying to sneak heal Town folks without the Dawn Fae noticing.

Sally and a bunch of people singing during the walk back to town.

The look on Dr. Rue's face when she found out Leo was alive. I honestly thought she was gonna kill him.

Mason threatening the Book Club that if they didn't hurry up they were going to get thrown in the lake.

Everything was awesome. I loved the wolves and ninjas (dang, they're fast), sneaking up behind the eyeballs, the Medics trying to figure out how to help Pandora (Diagnose stable by medicine? Diagnose unstable by medicine? Someone come help me figure this out!?) the Squatch tour (Does anyone know where that video camera went, really?) and the stealth trip behind enemy lines (thank you to those that stayed behind and waited...in the dark. for two hours.)

At the clearing in the trees the Dusk King was telling everyone to move along and a man's voice rang out clear as day "CALM YER TITS!" You, sir, whoever you are, have great big brass ones.

The one single moment that stands out the most was on the way back from The Walk seeing the spotlight aimed at the trees through the mist from a distance. It was beautiful.

Witnessing the horror of what Ratigan is capable of between fire power and brain surgery and knowing there's likely so much more. Amelia's gonna have nightmares for awhile... Forget creepy eyeballs with tentacles being the worst thing she saw all weekend...

MORALLY UNETHICAL, LESLIE.