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"Nice." Savaaak chuckles when she catches sight of the viking-unicorn combo. She agrees with Jan Di as she gets into the back of the van, mostly because she does not want to go into this looking like she hiked through the city.
They're in one piece, which is all Savaak is asking for. She enjoys the speedy trip!
"Mmm, might be better if I can pull a couple of lines out of the book, just in case." If nothing else, said magic could involve her asking for an autograph. Still, even if you live under a rock, a title like that said a lot about Marcus's ego by itself. Couldn't hurt to play nice, right?
"Tell him--no, not that one. How about--nah, not dirty enough. 'I'm Asian so I I'll eat your cat.' Wait that doesn't apply. How about 'do you believe in karma? Cause I know some great karma-sutra positions.'"
Savaak waits with patience while Josh tries to think of something, nodding when he did come up with one he approved it.
"Nice. I'll have to remember it for later." She chuckled and peeked out the window, her thoughts along the same lines as Jan Di. There were bound to be other girls there, fangirls and money leeches and other varieties. She'd have competition, but Savaak was confident in her ability to keep his attention.
"But book likes would also be good. It's his book, right? What if he asks what my favorite part is or something?" Boobs vs. Ego Stroke: the ultimate battle? Nah, but it could be something that comes up.
"And from what I heard, he has a habit of making stuff up and then believing it. I bet you could just say anything and tell him it's from his book and he'd believe you 100%. Just be like 'I loved the part where you saved ten kittens from a burning building!' And he'll tell you all about that fake memory."
"Works for me." Savaak nods, figuring that would be the easier part of the night from the sound of things. Please let it be that simple. She smooths imaginary wrinkles from her shirt with a nod and sly smile.
Even though it's been years since he's been really "active", there's still a long line of people out the door waiting for Markus' signature on their copies of the book!
Savaak raises a brow at the line with a thoughtful hum. This would probably take a while. Probably a good thing Markus wasn't super sharp, or she'd have to sneak-read in that line.
"I might be able to bump up a couple spots, depending." Probably not if they're all sad stay at home soccer moms though. She's got the goods on display; she could wing it. Though she does try to get a better look at Markus and see if he's got her competition flocking to him yet.
Somewhere deep inside, Savaak is cackling. Outwardly, she just grins at Jan Di and feigns shock as suddenly there's an ocean of ladies around her rushing outside.
"I owe you, Jan Di." Sje chuckled and entered the store like she owned it, noting that there were barely any signs of a line now. She smoothed her shirt free of imaginary wrinkles and put on her sunshine grin, which wasn't hard with as pleased as she was with how this was turning out.
She'll make sure that same expression - and her boobs - are ready when it's her turn. Unless it's someone who's talking Markus's ear off.