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Hazy stopped dancing, looking puzzled at Moonbeam. "You...really can't...can you." She sat down on the edge of her bed. "Well, you still enjoy music in your own way. That's something. And you have some good taste in music. So...let's see what you got! Here!" Hazy swiped some music to Moonbeam...

"I'm not saying you'll be ballet class overnight. Just...start simply," Hazy encouraged. "Here, let me show you." Hazy helped Moonbeam disengage from the blankets. "Your lights have the rhythm. Ergo, you have the rhythm. Start simple. Step side to side like this. Let yourself feel the rhythm."

Hazy stood there stunned for a moment at the light show in front of her. After a moment, she scratched her head and shrugged. "Your lights seem to be dancing just fine. Why not let the rhythm just spread to the rest of your body?"

Hazy gasped. "You don't know what dancing is? You poor soul!" She walks over and whips the covers off. "Up! We may not have gotten off on the right hoof when it comes to being chooms. Tartarus! We may never be chooms. But no one should be going through life knowing good music like that and not...

Man! He designed a good chunk of my childhood. Sad.

Hazy raised an eyebrow as she heard the music coming from under the blankets. "Well, at least you have good taste in music. That's something. Though if you're going to play that song, bucking play it, choom!" Hazy starts playing the exact same song off of her laptop speakers. She wasn't sure how...

Because I love doing stupid jive like this... I just got this from E-Bay today (which is what started me on taking these pictures and posting them). Here's my toy collection. My media collection: The entire 80's show on DVD and the first part of the 2011 season (I do have the entire...

Hazy rolled her eyes as she discovered she'd be sharing a room with Moonbeam solely on the basis of both being female. She got the distinct feeling Moonbeam didn't like her. That suited her because she wasn't sure she cared too much for the chrome obsessed Luna cultist. She instead looked at...

Fair enough

*hands Wheelimus a whiskey* You know, it's usually best to get all the booze you can before the owner recovers. That way he doesn't know how much you owe.

Hazy pouted and brushed up against Kai. "Separating the boys and the girls? You're killing all the fun," she said, her face uncomfortably close to his. She then perked up and sprang away to one of the girls rooms. "Oh well! Let me know if you change your mind!"

I may try getting back into it at some time. I had an archer Viera that I really liked playing. I just hope it's not too hard to get back into after being gone for so long.

Hey, whatever his leanings are is none of my business.

My FFXIV subscription is on auto renew, but I can't remember the last time I played. I'm not sure I even remember how.

Wise friend.

Hazy is becoming much more of a comedy relief type than I intended. She was supposed to be this serious, no nonsense type but everything she's given me so far is flirty, fangirlish and bemused by (almost) family.

At the sight of Forte, Hazy had completely forgotten about her food. At Kai's reminder, she returned to the table and quickly scarfed her chimmicherrychanga and downed her coffee. Her eyes watered as she chugged the coffee. "Ow...ow! Coffee hot! Coffee definitely hot!"

"Ugh!" Hazy growls angrily. "Damn slavers! If I could hack just one industry into oblivion...make them do their own damn dirty work."

Dread didn't win Game of the Year, but it did win Best Action Adventure Game. Normally I couldn't care less about game awards, but for a franchise that typically doesn't get as much attention, I'm glag Metroid got some recognition. Maybe it's the shot in the arm the franchise needed to get...

Hazy recovered but was a bit groggy. "Wow! Not too embarrassing, huh?" She looked to Scarlet. "Thanks. Totally pulled a Static there, didn't I?" She turned to Forte. "Could we maybe pretend the past couple minutes just didn't happen? Name's Hazy Signal."