(02-11-2015, 03:24 PM)Warren Castille Wrote: In my head, it trickles in slowly. Each member would hang out elsewhere, you know? Don't want to give it away. A lonesome roe drinks at Buscarron's. A pair of miqo'te hang out in dark doorways near the Missing Member. A solitary hume chats up a lady lying about being single at an event.
But then a second BEEF shows up. Then a third. A fourth. Everyone's on edge, watching these people eye one another, but it's all smiles and pleasing gestures. "Have a drink," says the host. "You look tired, take a seat over here."
But it's too late. Eye contact has been made. A solitary nod begins the skirmish, and everyone takes cover, unless they're jumping in themselves.
A secret brotherhood of ETERNALLY FIGHTING ANGER MEN.
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Disclaimer: Don't actually rough up the HoD without permission.
That one little word Warren, that one word in bold took me to the logical place in my head we all have thought here. This thing, this BEEF needs to happen, needs a Pearl to keep us all in contact, and in sort needs to be a secret. For those of us who are professionals, unable to quince the thirst for some manliness. In short gentlemen, I propose our OP author organizes.....
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