This is my eighth post today.

[naodrith]

And I really have nothing better to do until I find American Gods.

So bloody hot.

Anyway, because I rant a lot about My Baby, here is a summary of it.



GOVERNMENT PEOPLE: We are evil. We have taken away your job choice and freedom of religion. Ph33r us.
ARIETTA: I shall have children who can overthrow you, evil dictators!
GOVERNMENT PEOPLE: ...scary woman.

LASA: I don't want to go to North Carolina!
JOSEPH: Screw you, I'm an atheist who's going to be a priest.
LASA: ...yeah, you win.

ZACHARIAS: Hi, I'm a random blond floating in the ocean! Save me, please?
LASA: Okay!
MR. X: He is a spy.
LASA: Eek!
ZACHARIAS: But I'm also a random blond! With cute glasses!
LASA: Oh. That's all right, then.

LASA: My mother gave me this book, but it's in Latin and I can't read it.
ROGER: I have a photographic memory and my mother studied Latin.
ZACHARIAS: I know two Latin-based languages. Also, you're kind of cute.
LASA: Eek! *throws book*
ZACHARIAS: ...we'll just take this, then.

ROGER: This book is about real history.
LASA: I know history.
ZACHARIAS: We mean actual, real, not-watered-down history. Like, the history of why the world is going to end in less than a year.
LASA: You scare me.
ZACHARIAS: But I'm a cute random blond!

JEN: I am vaguely frightening.
ZACHARIAS: I am vaguely frightened of you, and also, we have history.
LASA: I am jealous, even though I hate you.
ZACHARIAS: Aw, you love me.
LASA: I do not!

JOSEPH: I hate...this...life.
YSRANNA: I'm going to go get drunk.
JOSEPH: Yeah, some priestess you are.

ZACHARIAS: There's a bomb in a computer somewhere that will wipe out life as we know it. At least in your country. I mean, our country, of course.
ROGER: YOU LIE.
JEN: Zac, darling, let's go to New York.
ZACHARIAS: Okay, dear. *whisper* I am so not going anywhere with her!
ROGER: YOU ARE TACKY AND I HATE YOU.
LASA: Let's give him the benefit of the doubt.
ROGER: ...yeah, okay.
ZACHARIAS: Right! To Indiana!

JOSEPH: Have I mentioned that I hate this life?
YSRANNA: Yes. Many times. Oh, look, it's my brother.
ROGER: Hallo, Izzy!
JOSEPH: Oh, look, it's my ex-best-friend.
LASA: Look, it's not my fault you're a priest, okay?
RANDOM PRIESTESS: Look, it's a cute blond guy!
ZACHARIAS: *preens*
JOSEPH: I hate him.
ZACHARIAS: You shall come to love me. Everyone shall come to love me. To the point where they will scribble "Please don't die!" all over the hard copy if I am in the slightest danger.

JOSEPH: I love you.
ZACHARIAS: Told you so.
JOSEPH: Wait, that's not what I meant!
LASA: Then what the heck did you mean?

JOSEPH: What's up?
ZACHARIAS: Love is evil and I hate you all.
JOSEPH: ...um, sure.

ARIETTA: Here is a ridiculous amount of backstory. Off you go to Seattle to save the world.
ROGER: What, all of us?
JOSEPH: Ohyespleasegetmeoutofhere.
ZACHARIAS: Saving the world is going to be harder than you think.
LASA: Why?
ZACHARIAS: Well, um, we're wanted by the law, and we've got less than a year, and we have no idea how to defuse bombs, and I know something you don't know.
LASA: Okay, so what do you propose we do?

LASA: BREAK INTO THE GUILDHALL AND STEAL STUFF?
ZACHARIAS: It'll be great, trust me.
LASA: I hate you.
ZACHARIAS: Ahaha, I'm sure you do. Your country amuses me.
LASA: You're American, too.
ZACHARIAS: ...yes, of course I am.

JEN: Daddy, Zacharias left me and I'm upset.
JEN'S FATHER: You have permission to kill him.
JEN: Yay! Have a cookie!

JOSEPH: I hate Seattle. It rains all the time and Zacharias got everyone drunk, that bastard.
LASA: I'm not drunk.
JOSEPH: I love you.
LASA: Ahaha, was that the same sort of thing as the time you said you loved Zacharias?
JOSEPH: ...of course.

ZACHARIAS: Have a Mai Tai. Tropical fruit drink.
LASA: It's non-alcoholic, right? Because I don't drink.
ZACHARIAS: Of course, of course.
*drunken snogging session*
LASA: I HATE YOU.
ZACHARIAS: I'm sure you do.
YSRANNA: I am teh eval.
JOSEPH: I hate you all.

ZACHARIAS: There's a serial killer on the loose and we are trapped in this city indefinitely.
ALEX: Oh. Um. That's not good.
YSRANNA: Did you have anything to do with it?
ZACHARIAS: No! Why would I...? I mean, I...shut up!

JEN: I'm going to kill you.
ZACHARIAS: Uh, please don't.
ROGER: THEY ARE IN LEAGUE AND EVIL.
ZACHARIAS: No, wait, you've got it all wrong!
ROGER: Really?
ZACHARIAS: Probably.

ZACHARIAS: I have a plan to get to the island where we need to go for the next plot point.
LASA: Oh, yeah? Prove it!

LASA: That worked. Wow. I didn't see that coming.
ZACHARIAS: Well, you know, best Codebreaker in the world. Kinda got some intelligence going for me.
SHEM: Stay away from our sister.
ALEX: Or we keel you.
ZACHARIAS: It isn't like I like her or anything.
LASA: YOU KISSED ME.
ZACHARIAS: I seem to recall you kissing me.
ROGER: I have doubts about this whole venture.
JOSEPH: I still hate you, Zacharias.
ZACHARIAS: Love you too, dear.

ZACHARIAS: HURRY UP WE NEED TO GET TO THE ISLAND *spaz attack*
LASA: You are scary.

LASA: Here we are. Plot Point Island.
ALEX: The plot point should be just over that hill.
JOSEPH: What's that?
YSRANNA: Up in the sky!
SHEM: It's a bird!
ROGER: It's a plane!
ZACHARIAS: No, you were right the first time. It's an evil plot point. I'm going to run away now. Told you we should've got here sooner.

JOSEPH: The plot point almost killed me!
ZACHARIAS: I am cute. I will save you!
JEN'S FATHER: I keel you now!
ZACHARIAS: Oh. Okay then.
JEN'S FATHER: Have some random backstory! I am Zacharias's boss!
LASA: I don't want to die.
ZACHARIAS: I have a plan, if anyone wants to hear it...

LASA: So, we escaped.
ALEX: Zacharias is a traitor! Keel him!
LASA: The bomb is still going to explode and kill us all.
JOSEPH: Well, he did save my life.
LASA: We have to go to New York and stop them detonating it.
ZACHARIAS: You realize that the entire Espionage Guild is going to be trying to kill us now?
LASA: Because otherwise, we're screwed.
ROGER: Yeah, it's kinda your fault.
LASA: And maybe we should go talk to my mother, too.
ZACHARIAS: How is any of this my fault?
LASA: No one's listening. What am I, a random plot device?
JOSEPH: Uh, yeah.
ZACHARIAS: We're the main characters.
JOSEPH: I should hope that was obvious.
ZACHARIAS: You're just the POV character.
JOSEPH: We can take it from here.
LASA: But...but...



I'm tired. More later, if anyone's interested.

Also: found American Gods in the time it took to write this, go away, and come back. Go me!