opnet [OpNet] Clearing House

[Ghostwriter]

Well, everyone, I have decided to get rid of a number of my belongings as I really have nowhere to put them and they remind me of other times.

Most will be sold, but I'm going to send some pretties to various people I know.

Doc Troll, you can have everything I published under Utopia's sponsorship. It's highly embarrassing to find out that Prodigy put it all in the 'Fiction' section and I honestly want to keep as little remaining of my life at the Project as possible.

Sakurako, I'll deliver your goodies in person.

Totem, honey, I sent you a headdress made from my feathers. I hope you like it.

Janus Mendoza shall receive an OpNet terminal and a hand-illuminated thank you card, and he already knows why, even if he doesn't frequent this place.

ronin, your quills have been sent to Sakurako's addy, as I know that's the easiest place to get something to you.

Alex, I forwarded your quills to the lab, and if you promise not to jab needles into me, drug me or tie me down, I'll undergo some basic tests at your pleasure.

Prodigy, you should be receiving some nice Renaissance, Impressionist and Pre-Raphaelite inspired weavings I did one day when I wasn't busy for a change.

For the hell of it, I've forwarded a feather to Charr and Machina, just so they can have something to wank over.

That's all for now,

Codex

[Alex Craft]

"Alex, I forwarded your quills to the lab, and if you promise not to jab needles into me, drug me or tie me down, I'll undergo some basic tests at your pleasure."

New toys - thanks! (c;

And no - all I really need is about 30 seconds conversation or whatever while I do some eyeballing. Using equipment to take readings is actually relatively slow and inaccurate for me these days.

[Sakurako Hino]

O.o Ooh, mysterious gifts... Other than Ronin's quills.

Very... Anxious! ^O^

[Charr]

Quote:

Innocence tries generosity:
For the hell of it, I've forwarded a feather to Charr and Machina, just so they can have something to wank over.

Thanks.

I keep telling you that submissive with a little eager to please on the side don't do it for me. But thanks for the quill instead of a another tear-jerker.

Much appreciated.

Now if you really want me to masturbate over them... You need to send more feathers. A lot more feathers.

[ronin]

Thank you, Codex. I hope you're happy with your new life.

[Machina]

Unlike Charr, I think I'll manage with just one.

Thanks for sending me one of the long feathers, too, girlfriend. It's a little small to be using as a spank glove, but I don't think you had any big enough for the evil purposes I intend.

Maybe I'll just use it to clone a smarter version of you I can use exclusively for sex. Thanks for the DNA, babe.

[Ian 'Very Bad' Blakely]

Why am I not suprised you'd have to clone something to get a little?

[Ghostwriter]

Machina,

I can alter the matter of my own feathers. That's why the quill's varnished, my dear, and not even lasers can penetrate it.

[Machina]

Well, Ian, I'll grant you that it's been awhile since I last unsheathed the old mutton dagger. Perhaps if I was willing to settle on the airheaded trim that flocked to me because I had a node and was REALLY GOOD AT FUCKING SHIT UP I'd get my dick wet more often, but my standards are unfortunately a bit higher than the gash that lines up to ball me in the pathetic hopes of validating their worthless existence by being able to tell the rest of the girls at the sorority that they balled a nova.

And sorry, Codex, but the layer of saran-wrap you put over that feather was about as effective as keeping Totem fenced in with chicken wire. Crossing tech swords with me is so fucking silly I'm not even going to think of a clever allegory for how thoroughly I could trump any cute little trick you can pull.

I'm the god of technology. Varnish? You would keep me out with fucking varnish?

VARNISH!? SERIOUSLY!?!