Tales from the Pizza Parlor

[Sonnie Wu]

"I mean, either it was a ghost truck, or Optimus Prime. Still not sure which is more likely." Sonnie pondered if shape-changing alien robots were more plausible than undead spirits, but couldn't reach a conclusion. She'd never actually encountered either, as far as she knew.

She shrugged at Circe, "I dunno. When I asked what he was hauling, he ignored the question. I guess he wanted no truck with my curiosity."

Serenely eating her pizza, she watched the others discuss the legality of weapons. "Nunchaku are prohibited in California," she added in, "That makes me sad."

"Anyway, yes, I think it's Madison's turn again!" She grinned before drinking some more soda.

[Aurora]

An eyebrow quirked, “Revenge is ice cream?” she then appears to think about it, “Ok,” a nod, “I can get behind that. Count me in!” who didn’t like ice cream?!

Laughing, “But then I’d have to find myself in the perfect situation to use that joke! And pick out the right sword for it. I can think of three that might work.” Another thoughtful look. “Eh, maybe only two.” Then a nod, she seemed happy with that answer. “Really? You need a license for a flamethrower? How the hell does someone apply for that?” inquiring minds and all.

Glancing to Allen, “Maybe some stories don’t need too many details. I’ve always tried to leave a few out, that way my audience can use their imagination. And that’s usually better than the details I’ve left out. Helps pull the audience in.” she’s had years of experience with that.

“History was something I wasn’t very good with, but it sounds interesting. Aided by how passionate you sound about it. Maybe you could offer classes in painting? Seems like it’d be a hobby where others would benefit from classes.” Then a thought, “Or, in the meantime.” She begins, “It’s easy to create the illusion of a larger space with the right furniture and color scheme. Making the most out of a small space can be quite an adventure. Could help with your display problem until you find something else. I personally have rented warehouse space I use for practice. The whole no landlord likes it when people start playing with fire thing.” Made them nervous.

“Or a ghost Optimus Prime!” she added. What? It could be a thing!

Taking another sip, “Ok. Lets see, I have way too many. More than I should. But lets try a fun one. When I was younger, I wanted to get the attention of this really cute guy at a Ren Faire, and decided to use a fire trick. Well, the problem was I’d been drinking a bit, and well, drinking and fire don’t go well together.” Obviously, “Anyways, I was trying to look all amazing playing with fire on my hands and body, putting torch out in my mouth. Easy stuff.” Ok, for her it was. “And in my slightly buzzed state and not really paying attention I kinda sorta lit my costume on fire.” Her cheeks flushed slightly, “Not my crowning moment, and I wasn’t allowed back at the Faire. Plus my parents were super pissed.”

[Circe]

"Hmmm," Circe does hear the talk about models and stuff which got her crafty side thinking, "A little fog machine. Oh, just thinking aloud," she looks at Allen, "If ya did like a diorama of the first World War a little fog machine could simulate the poison gas, ha ha."


Circe does nod when he speaks of delayed revenge, "Well ta each his own palette of payback. That you enjoy it is the important thing," because a Summer should not condemn Wrath. Then points to Madison, "Yes, savor yer cold sweet revenge just like Maddy here."


Circe looks to Sonja then raises her left hand palm up, "Okay on the one hand ghosts are common. On the other" right palm up "Megatron would also real but Optimus is awesome!" her right hand gives thumbs up as she laughs. More laughter as the Beast pouts about a cartoon turtle's weapon being illegal.


Circe shakes her head in the negative at Madison. Not for the swords but the other part, "No no no. Ya do NOT need a license fer one except in California. Not even federal. I don't know the laws fer gettin' one here because I don't get paid enough ta work legal systems fer resold props," she really didn't with that line of funding. Or any profit really.


Then Madison started her story. It was hot. Not young lust or antics but literally. And Madison do what to herself?! "Yowch," she winced at the incendiary ending, "That had ta hurt. But clearly ya have recovered, and I'm guessing ya invested in fireproof clothing since then, right?"


Circe finishes her slice. She looks over to Allen, "Yer turn now? Be back in a minute, need more protean." Circe is quick to go an retrieve another pizza slice. More chicken brocolli, were they out of meat lovers?

[Sonnie Wu]

She listened attentively to Madison's story of youthful and accident-prone romance (or it's attempt, at least), gasping and laughing at the punchline, "That story was so hot! It burns me that you got into trouble. Anyway, did you at least get the cute guy's number? Did it lead to a fiery romance?" Sonne sighed, "Now suddenly barbeque sounds good."

Sonnie applauded Allen's own fire-related pun before listening to his story. When he finished, she smiled and and considered the tale. "Hmmm... maybe they were a bunch of old real estate agents, just discussing how to sell the creepy house?" She sipped some more cola and turned to look at Mary.

"Yeah, now it's your turn, Mary Mary Quite Contrary. What do you got for us this time?" She grinned at the Fairest.

[Circe]

"Feng shui is the proper term fer it Allen," the gun runner clarifies as she returns with more green and white pizza. Circe could think of some mundane reasons for what Allen had seen, more so if it'd been teens then old people, but still creepy. Doesn't stop her from eating, and thinking. She laughs at Sonja, "Well if I'm contrary, my story should be nary, oh ho ho ho ho!"

She stalls. By joking, "Good thing ya didn't go inta the house Allen, I think that is how some horror movies start."

Circe has a tale of her old motley come to mind. A time when she and Eris saved Artemis with not fist but kiss. "Well I have a story about friendship! Some old friends I had, boy and girl, we were our own little motley crew of trouble. Well, me and the Kalisi wannabe were a nasty pair, the boy was pretty much a cuddle sweetheart. Aaaanyway, we were meeting up at a bar and our boy? He got there way ahead of us. He ain't a big fella so when me and my girl get there? We see two," she throws her chest forward and rises her shoulders up to imitate an angry gorilla as he voice deepens, "Big mocho men," then goes back to normal, "Given him shit. Now our first inclination? Grab their beers and smash face." She nods in approval as she says this. Then holds up her free hand with a finger up, "But I got inspired! I grab my girl when I hear the shit they're talking about. Women like muscle men and he too tiny to ever get a girl, blah blah, code words fer steroids made my dick shrink."

Circe laughs, "Oh ho ho ho, did I ever get an idea. While she is asking me why I stopped her I pull her aside and tell her my plan." There is a massive smile on her face which turns to a frown, "She wasn't exactly fer it but I convinced her. Anyway we make our way over with me shouting Hey hot stuff," the tone turns to seductive for the last part. "And of course the lugs think we mean them. Oh ho ho ho ho!" She pauses to take a bite of pizza to stifle her laughter. Then washes it down, "They swagger over using horrid pick up lines, something about angels and demons, just baaaaaaaad. And us?" She puffs up her chest, "Walk right past them ta our boy. And each kiss him on a cheek. My girl tells him Last night was amazing as ever. Are you ready to pull another all nighter with us?" Circe laughs, "And I play along with the line, Sitting in a tub of ice ta get ready again was totally worth it Mr Tripod. Oh ho ho ho ho!" The Summer is pounding her fist against the table, "The look on those bastards' faces were priceless! Oh ho ho ho ho!"

[Aurora]

With a laugh, “Now I want ice cream.” She continues to laugh as she shakes her head.

Shaking her head, “Not too bad. The costumes I wear have some level of flame retardant in them. So while I didn’t really hurt myself, my pride was pretty bruised.” Yeah, that had hurt. “Though I did start to wear more form fitting costumes after that.” Less fabric that way.

Shrugging, “I can give you some. I’d need the dimensions of the room, and how many figures and whatnot you were looking to display. But I warn you, I’m not an interior design expert, I’m just good at making the most of a space.”

There was a snort as she laughed, “One way of putting it.” She jokes. Then a frown and shake of her head, “Nope. Though he seemed really amused by it, once it was clear I wasn’t really injured of course. But there was no date or flirting to be had that day. I’ve sense worked on my game and have a higher success rate now.” Sometimes, when she cared enough.

Ghosts were a rare sight. Unless you could peek into the Spirit realm, then they became a bit more common. Though there were unfriendly ones, and those were a headache to deal with. “Not sure if they’re common or not. I’ve never seen one myself, but there are a lot of unexplained stories out there. Which leads me to think that there could be ghosts. Though I’d have to see one to confirm.” Of course.

After listening to the story, “Huh.” She says, “Not sure what to make of that.” It was interesting. But was it true?

“Nope, no number and no fiery romance.” A helpless shrug, “Can’t impress them all.”

As Mary tells another story, Aurora couldn’t help but laugh, “Oh, that’s great!”

[Circe]

Circe shrugs, "Well I rate rarity by stories told. Ya hear a lot more people tell about ghosts then ya do about aliens, uh, shape shifting alien robots," the Fairest sighs as she shakes her head, "Yeah. Way too many stories about aliens with anal fetishes." She rolls her eyes to express her opinion about that as she eats more pizza.


"Skin tight is a good way ta attract attention Maddy," waggles her eyebrows at Madison. "But look on the bright side, ya did get him ta notice ya. Technical success," thumbs up.


Allen's talk of houses got her to laugh, "Fer fighting off the real estate agents or the ghosts? Cause fer the former you would be a wee bit under armed. Wait," she eats more pizza, "Would that backup include bear cavalry?"


"Yes it was grand, oh ho ho ho ho!" She then looks to Allen who is processing some things, "Yes I am, every centimeter. But vodka?" Circe shakes her head as she gives the poor mortal a look of sympathy, "Hot tea is best with honey, ginger, lemon, a little brandy or a lot if ya wish ta forget, oh ho ho ho!"


Circe also looks to Sonja, curious as to what story would come next from the friendly acrobat.