I think it speaks VOLUMES for Darnand that he has to hide his "situation" under robes. Most men can't say the same XD

I thought robes were known for their inability to hide such "situations?"

I don't think so. They're loose. Maybe I've just been with really small men.

*Proceeds to dump entire bottle on Aravi*


And I see what you did there, though it took me a moment.

I don't think that would matter, unless their belly overhung that area. (Darnand is skinny).

Lol, weren't we just discussing this in another context?

Wait...how many of them have you seen in robes with ... "situations?" This is an interesting turn, my mind/imagination is buzzing with the possibilities!

Indeed, that's probably why I noticed it!

That's what made me think of it, lol.

DnD can get really heated XD

It can? They put on robes and run around with "situations?" Oh my, I think I need to find out if there are any local DnD groups meeting in my area!

(KC never told me about this aspect of DnD!)

*mALX runs to phone and begins dialing frantically*

-laughs hysterically-

Geez, the things that pass by my knowledge base that I shouldn't have let go by, lol.

"....aaand the tasty southern dish reaches across the lines and throat-punches the squirrel: reclaiming her crown with a subtle and eloquent prose reminding our readers of Ahnassi and her non-discriminatory taste in men from Morrowind. 'PC name is an Argonian and Ahnassi is Khajiit, this suits Ahnassi just fine!' But, its Ahnassi on the receiving end this time! This message brought to you by Milton's Blue Cola. I have no idea what it is, but Rohirrim said he preferred it last time, and we want to appeal to as wide a demographic as is possible!!"

Hey wait, I'm also from the south; the true south = below the Mason-Dixon line. So did I just throat punch myself? And why? Wait, who is the Argonian, and where? Is he in a robe? What?

I don't know. But I see the fight looking something like this...substituting the men for two Southern Belles of course.

One of the best Sitcom fights, EVAR!

I feel like there's an innuendo battle going on, and I want in!

Well, it's not really a 'battle' so much as me trading my fictional 'crown' between Grits and mALX in which of them brings about my Horrified Batman face at home.

More of a running gag at this point in time with my second announcer post. Trying to earn it, probably guarantees you won't

Is that a challenge?

....maybe.

My filthy mind has been approved by Foxy, can't get much better honor than that in the Dherty In-U-Endo field.

Being number one...just means that there's always a challenger that will rise to take that crown. It is...the order of things. I cannot deny her right in this matter.

Even if trying to take it is a little besides the point...she merely took it as a challenge, and my sick, twisted curiosity wants to see what she can come up with.

"..oh my various effigies and deities, ladies and germs! It would seem that this thirsty announcer who is sipping on some Barry's Red Cola as we speak has created a 'dirty-off'! Three women; only one a willing participant, has come together to try and see: Who Is Chorrol's Dherty-est In-your-endoizer? Head out and stock up now on some Barry's Red and Milton's Blue Colas! Because this promises to get real hot; real quick!"

Results vary dramatically I guess.

mALX: "Hello, DM? Does this group run around in robes with...er...you know."

DM: "We do not pander to your type."

mALX: "Do you know a DnD group that does?"

*mALX leans back in chair, sips ice tea* "Bring it, Lizzie."

DnD player popping in quickly.

Any group. Any DnD group. Give the players a world where they have power, no moral consequences to stop them and no sense of guilt or remorse to feel, and they will anything. I've been there, man, and it was awesome!

Also, I just want to say that Telvanni Bug Musk proceedings that are, uh, proceeding, are downright hilarious.

I blame Grits for once again riling Liz and I to new lows of humor, ROFL !!!

I've only played one DnD game in my life. Friend of my Brother's and it was off and on for about a year and a half. My...vocal talents came into play. The world setting was a Hawaiian culture base, IDK beyond that. I constantly challenged people in character: "You have no Hekla!" "I will test his Hekla!" "If I were to measure this one's Hekla into numerical figures; my estimate would be well over nine thousand!"

Hekla was supposed to mean: Mettle. It became the official term for it as well. Repetitive Stress Disorder enforced application!

But...were you in a robe and er...bug musked? (And did your hands show?)

I need no robe! I am a walking Bug Musk Factory! And...apparently it doesn't matter what my robe conceals, and it would seem my large, shapely hands being exposed is apparently the same thing!

No, the Hekla must surpass the hand. I mean seriously, if a bunch of men are standing around in tent-shaped robes, who is going to be looking at hands? We can see them anytime - and have hands ourselves,

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No, the Hekla must surpass the hand. I mean seriously, if a bunch of men are standing around in tent-shaped robes, who is going to be looking at hands? We can see them anytime - and have hands ourselves,
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Sometimes our own hands are better than other hands.

Perhaps. But why does this remind me of the female mind tricks to get me to do things I don't want too?

Me, laying sick as a dog my head pounding in pain, and suddenly: "Baaaayyyybeeeee!"

"...sweetie, I love you, but I'm seriously sick here..." I croak out with a hoarse throat.

"Oh....that's fine...you're not that good anyways..." she says quietly.

*Macho button activates* "What?!"

"I said: you're not feeling good."

"..."

“Do you guys wear robes when you play, or do you keep your Heklas holstered in your jeans? Hello..?”

I always pictured capes over regular clothes, but between Darnand's difficulties and Liz's remark - it has wrought all kinds of images to my mind. And you know how bad that can be. I might be cracking DnD/robe jokes for weeks off this, !!!

Darnand sometimes wears trousers or leggings under there, sometimes not depending on the robes. One imagines he was minimally contained on the day of the bug musk adventure.

Most likely just what the feverish brain thought it heard,

This whole thing may cause Maxical to want to "peek under the robes" next time she sees Darnand, lol.

Please please PLEASE let me get a post in tonight XD

Go for it!

Go ahead! Kayla might just get a peak of Darnard's growing wood.

Oh god XD

No, she said it.

She also didn't get nothin' outta me!

Nor I her, much later...

...but it's the moral victory that keeps me warm at night!

Hmm...

NOOO NO

...

YESSS YES YES YES XD

Oh dear lord

I don't think I ever had a chance XD

You just weren't in the right frame for it with all going on right now, or would have wiped the forum with me and Grits. I'm still choking over Stefan listening at the door.