[log] The Council of Norfinbury [day 67, semi-closed]

[gtfoourgalaxy]

Characters: Everyone who attends the town hall meeting on Day 67 at Building 28, as well as people who phone in. This is a lot of people.
Location Building 28
Date: Day 67, all day for mingle, around midday for meeting
Summary: Snowbos meet up to talk snowplans.
Warnings: Snowplans may result in swearing. House and Jack are present, with all that implies.



[This is your general mingle log for the day! Start toplevels at your pleasure. Below there will be a toplevel for the actual Council of Snowhell.]

Comments

[bonefriend]

Hey, I'm hurt by the idea that you'd think I'd hurt a guy and break a little promise like this. I hate making promises. I take 'em pretty seriously.

Also, what's this about addition? Didn't realize we were talking math here, but I guess I wasn't following this conversation too closely. [ gosh, what a divisive stranger this is. ]

Care to sum it up for me?

[despiteeverything]

[Okay they'd been starting to get bothered - and more than a little hurt, though they were keeping that emotion tucked against them - but Sans sticking up for them gets a slightly surprised and grateful look.

At that pun though they actually giggle, a hand coming up to cover their mouth.

This is why you're the best, Sans.]

[bonefriend]

[ winks at! your vertebro's got your back. ]

[notaquaman]

[Lord, this kid’s babysitter sure is a pain. A pun-ripping pain. A pun in his ass, if you will. No? Okay. Yeah, maybe not. Better keep that one to himself.]

Do you really not follow, or are you just lying through your teeth for the sake of being able to make a joke about it?

[Nathan rolls his eyes, putting his hands on his hips and shifting his weight from one foot to the other.]

But you want me to “sum” it up for you? Alright, sure. How’s this: you + child + feelings + me not caring = the end of this discussion because I don’t give a shit.