While Nick doubtless believes playing by the rules is his only option, Aimee should change into her Whimsey Princess garb, pull rank and begin royally drubbing anyone who gets in her way with her scepter/wand.
Mouse-sized Baron-lackeys running around would be adorable!
Hop in my lap, and show me that you love me,
I’ll hop in your lap and show you that I care, too.
I love it when you’re bolt upright,
And when you’re not too uptight,
I’ll put you away!
Hop in my lap, and let me feel your flagpole.
I’ll hop in your lap and see if you salute me.
Life can be bold if we’re both being polled,
And you can hop in my lap now with all kinds of zap now and play in both night and day.
What’d’ya mean, *if* it gets scary?
This is the rest of the players watching awkwardly as Baron makes his GMPCs make out, yeah.
Narcissism doesn’t go much further.
It goes a little further, but you’ll have to pay to see that.
While Nick doubtless believes playing by the rules is his only option, Aimee should change into her Whimsey Princess garb, pull rank and begin royally drubbing anyone who gets in her way with her scepter/wand.
Mouse-sized Baron-lackeys running around would be adorable!
Where’s the like-button on this thing?
(Like! Like! Like! Like!)
I believe she is not yet convinced that this is an extreme emergency that warrants that.
Mainly because she has no real idea what’s going on out in meatspace.
I mean, Nick explained that he needs Baron to help locate his missing girlfriend, so…
Sure. But she’s only ever been outside the box for a few minutes… once… in Baron’s body… surrounded by robots in the middle of nowhere.
She may have been based on Nick’s brain, but she really has no concept of how serious Nick’s situation is.
Nick, damage to your sanity, dignity, and sense of good taste so not count as “fatal”. I’ve checked. No, you may not ask.
Maybe they do… the real question is “fatal to whom?”
“Hop in your lap!” Wasn’t that on Monty Python’s Contractual Obligation album?
No, that was “Sit on My Face.”
… thanks!…
Hop in my lap, and show me that you love me,
I’ll hop in your lap and show you that I care, too.
I love it when you’re bolt upright,
And when you’re not too uptight,
I’ll put you away!
Hop in my lap, and let me feel your flagpole.
I’ll hop in your lap and see if you salute me.
Life can be bold if we’re both being polled,
And you can hop in my lap now with all kinds of zap now and play in both night and day.
I should never have doubted… *THANKS!!!*
Fatal, but not serious.