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Taking questions for Danny Richardson, Laura Dukes, James Pittman, Gremlin, Xericka, Cornelius, and Rachel Calendar.

When can we meet fer lunch, love? There's somebody special I need to introduce yeh to! :D :D :D

~ L. <3

Taking questions for Agents William Grey, Venus "VJ" Jones, Chloe "Hip" Vale, and Lena "Hop" Swift.

Accepting questions for Valon, Kala, Chakkik, Stephanie, Gabby, Adéle, Zeke, and Publica!

Your XCOM rank is a "Field Commander", which google seems to equate to a Field Marshal-- the highest possible military rank attainable. Is that really how the Long War ranks work or is Field Commander just a commissioned officer below the generalship?

And frankly, I'm appalled that you would consider "forcefully used as a pillow" as any indicator of a "thing".

Have a day.

That's Wobbles the Clown, the Notary, Doktor Trollenfisch, Lola McCandless, and Algernon Wymbourne.

Taking questions for Agents Desdendelle, the Librarian, Navare and Amris.

You and Lux: still a thing?

hS

Taking questions for Richard Legard and Marina Nicodelli.

Taking questions for Gaspard De Grasse, Tacitus, The Guardsman, and Terabyte.

As discussed on the Board, here are the rules for the game:

This is an AU game in which we get to have a Q&A session with some of our favourite PPC agents. As such, it is strictly non-canon for all participants due to the fact that, well, World One authors are having their questions answered by the agents themselves.

>>Question(s) for BN2's Agent 2

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We're on Sendgrid. We now get 12k emails a month, but I don't see a universe where we get anywhere close to that.

So, anyway, what should the From: address of messages from this Board be?

The T-Board will hopefully (soon) be switched over to an email sending service that doesn't involve sending emails through Tomash's Gmail account. This thread is here to allow that behavior to be tested.

"We have stuff which can do that and you never brought it up? Granted, we didn't exactly need it for now but it would have been nice to know about it," she said.

"Well, as you said, we didn't need it, and dependance and overdose are pretty normal things when it comes to Bleeprin, and if you're unlucky, you will also have allergies. is that good enough for you?" Richard said.

Marina sipped her cup before answering, "The explanation is a decent one, so that will do. But I want sme tabs before we go for the next mission, understood? At least magic don't stop me from taking medications, I could as well profit from this."

"Alright," Richard said, still a bit shaken by the agents' discussion, "Why the magical girl shows attract people who think that's good fanfiction? And the Flowers have the nerve to say they select the missions to somewhat preserve our sanity."

" apparently, the Suethor hated Rini so much for being a brat that they had Serena do ... Unspeakable things to her. I'm not gonna lie, she can be quite annoying sometimes, specially if we're talking her in the first anime, but how in the Dark Ocean could this person that could possibly justify ... THAT is still Glaurunging beyond me."

She took a deep breath to try to calm herself down before continuing, " But yeah, at least Filicidal!Serena was pretty easy to take down. Sailor Moon characters have parts of their souls that can get taken out by villians and we basically exploited that to pretty much instantly kill her."

" As for your question, Bleeprin is a medicine made out of bleach and aspirin. We use it to erase scarring image caused by particularly awful badfics from our brains. You can take them in pills or combined with certain foods or drink, such as chocolate or non-alcoholic beverages, " At this point, Aiko got an odd expression, " though the latter still get people drunk, somehow. Anyway, Bleeprin is the reason why bleepfic are called that. They are badfics that are awful that they make you reach for excessive amounts of Bleeprin production to get rid of the horrifying mental images , but sometimes even that is not enough ... "

Henry scowled upon hearing Nikki and Sergio describe their respective first missions. " Seems that we weren't the only ones to have it pretty rough on our first mission, then. But seriously, why do they keep doing that? That can only lead to more agents going flamethrower more often and earlier. It doesn't make any Glaurunging sense!"

Aiko shuddered and gulp upon hearing the horrifying description. " Why would anyone do something like that? Triviliasing rape for the sake of cheap drama, not mention trivialising Glaurunging MASS MURDER! For Azulongmon's sake, why, just why!? Seriously, Shamal doing something so horrible is about as likely as Serena hating Rini to point that she would do such horrible things to her. They're two of the kindest canons in the multiverse, they would never do such a thing. Specially Serena after finding out that Rini is actually her daughtet, though she cared about her very much and did all she could to protect her even before anyone knew that."

"That must've been terrible, and... well, I think that was too much for a first mission. But... well, I don't think I had much better. Mine was a hurt/comfort rapefic with Sakura as the victim... not pretty, especially since that Sakura was around my age so she looked like me. I will never thank whoever invented Bleeprin enough."

"Mine was a Lyrical Nanoha one in which Shamal broke down and went on an amnesiac killing streak against some street thugs," Sergio recalled, "afterwards, when Signum got her to calm down rather intimately, the message that was passed was along the lines of 'oh, you killed some random people but now you calmed down so it's OK'. But, really, the truly scary thing that day was the fact that I had been parnered with Luxury for the mission. Luckily I didn't run into her at the Games."

Fortunately, None was touched. "She did what? How this Suethor could do that? I mean, it would have been horrible enough if some monster had been used, but her mother... What the duck is in the head of these people?"

Marina grimaceed, "I... had to see prettty ugly scenes in my life, but I would certainly put this among the worst. A chance for you that the eliminatio was easy, though. We also had it easy once he had the idea to feed the fake goblins to the real ones," she said, pointing at Rchard who was cleaning up the table, still looking a bit pale, "I have a question though, what's this Bleeprin you're talking about?"

" Trust me, our mission was indeed terrifying. I don't know if you guys are familiar with Sailor Moon, but suffice to say that we had to watch as a child character, one of my favorite characters at that, got horribly tortured and then killed by her own mother. I will spare your anymore details, since I don't think there are enough Bleeprin products in the entirety of HQ to erase those horrifying images from one's mind. Certainly haven't been erased from mine."

" Yeah, it was pretty horrible.But at least the Character Replacement wasn't very smart and pretty easy to kill with the right disguise." Henry added.

The Aviator dug around in her pocket before coming up with a handful of Sickles. "Make it a big one. Consider the next on me."

((Mm, I dunno. If it weren't for her former ties (read: brother and parter) in the PPC, Ave wouldn't be sticking around otherwise.))

Morgan stared at her glass, then shrugged and picked it up. "Want another? I can probably manage two each if you feel the need."

((It is absolutely typical that the two Time Ladies getting drunk together are the two /least/ likely to decide to go on a TARDIS joyride together. Ave's history notwithstanding. ;) ~hS))

"If zer Hobbit ist ein species vizz vhich you are havink ein special und particular kinship, zhen who am I to tell you uzzervize? It vould only be beink discourteous for zer sake of it, und zat ist not how I am rollink, as zer Leetle Cup-tiers say zese days. Besides, if you are sayink zer uncomplimentary things about ein fellow agent, vell, you are zer person who ist knowink zem. I can hardly qwibble vizz your assessments."

The Doktor nestled closer into Kaitlyn's embrace, careful not to let his qwills prick her through the thick towel. He was exceptionally content, even by his standards, and wondered aloud if Kaitlyn would like to come to RC 347 and meet his partner one of these days. She was, after all, extremely fluffy.

"...he'll just take advantage of your kindness and you'll be enabling him." The wizard noticed Alex's exaggerated display of annoyance and turned back to Zeb. "Anyways... no."

He quietly contemplated the pub, at a loss for something to say and with the sneaking sensation that he had made things awkward by coming to the table in the first place.

Kaitlyn gave the Doktor an enthusiastic (but careful) glomp. "Wow, it is absolutely super good to see you again. Also!" She held up one finger in her best 'Aha!' pose. "Ahem: squee! You thought I was actually a Hobbit! That is literally the best news I've had since... um..."

She glanced over her shoulder at where her partner still sat, talking quietly with Dafydd. "Sel-ene!" Kaitlyn called. "What was the last best news I had?"

"Hmm?" The vampire looked up. "It wasn't the office chair, was it?"

Kaitlyn giggled. "No, I know I got a DCPS mission after the chair that went on the list."

"Oh, yes, I remember." Selene sipped at her drink. "That Hypatia was busy and couldn't come to Nita's party?"

"That's the one! Thanks!" Kaitlyn returned her attention to hugging the Quilfish. "That is literally the best news I've had since-" She stopped and lowered her voice slightly. "Well, you heard. I probably shouldn't be rude about people."