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It wasn't long before the silver-haired man gave up on the idea and started walking through random throngs of people, finally running into a man with a halo. Wearing red.

"What the hell, JoVo?" he stammered, stopping and looking around at the goings on.

Biting his cig with his teeth in the thought of JoVo being in ED made Ziko want to gag.

"I thought you didn't hang around here anymore!"

JoVo turned up at the sound of his name. "Q. s**t." He turned to his right and saw two floating avatars dressed in Romani suits and sunglasses turn to face him. "Great."

The men in the suits began to float his direction. JoVo pulled his pitchfork from his cape and threw it at one of the men. The man raised his hand effortlessly. The pitchfork stopped inches from his face. The man waved his fist, and the pitchfork pixellated and dispersed into nothingness.

JoVo pushed a Gaian wearing a mesh top and duck slippers aside and began to run toward Q. He grabbed Q aside and turned a corner, landing in a separate thread. He knelt on the ground and peeked to ensure they weren't being followed.

He turned to Q. "I don't come around here often," he whispered. "But try not to yell my name out like that. You'll attract the mods. They've been trying to ban me for several days now, and now they've got these trackers after me."

JoVo looked around the corner. Confident they hadn't been followed, JoVo removed his halo from his head. He put it to his mouth and kissed it. "Gay Guild," he whispered into it. He let the halo go. The halo hovered and twirled in the air for a few moments until it had traveled several feet from Q and him. Then, the halo fixed itself perpendicular to the ground and expanded into an ellipse. The light inside the halo began to bend and crack. A vortex formed where there had only been empty space a second before.

"You coming?!" JoVo yelled over the ionized crackling. Behind them, the trackers in their Romani suits had pinpointed their location. They began to float toward JoVo, Q, and the halo. JoVo smiled at Q and ran into the vortex.

Ziko looked confused for a moment, and his cig almost fell to the ground when his mouth opened in awe at the halo kissing.

Then he realized what was going on, and got up from his place on the floor, running after the magic man.

"Hey, Wait a second! Jo-" At that moment, Ziko had went through the vortex at a running pace, and had no idea what happened when he slammed himself into Vague.

The man promptly fell over and was seeing stars for the next few moments.

"Jesus..." he whispered before gaining his bearing and sitting up, scratching his head.

A grimace was on his face for a second before he saw that Vague was the burly man he'd run into.

"Oh... Sorry, Vague," He gave an innocent smile- as innocent as he could be.

Afterward the mutt got up and started pulling on various pieces of JoVo's clothing, Ziko's chains twinking with all the movement.

"That was AWESOME! Can we do it again?!" He began pulling on the devil tail, "Warp us to the Yuri guild!" somehow, the man materialized to pull on the toe of Jovo's shoes.
"The Cult of Personality!" And again the hectic appearance on JoVo's head, tugging at JoVo's long red locks, "How about the Guild Council!"

Finally, Ziko wrapped himself around JoVo's legs like a little kid, sitting on the other man's shoes with his weretail wagging vehemently.

"CHATTERBOX!"

"I can definitely see where that's true of some mods in this guild. And, really, do you have to show off so much? It's... unbecoming."

He turned, surveying the guild once more.

"I sense trouble. You can practically smell it on the wind. Not that we're ever short on trouble, but...
I'd like you to keep a close eye on things. And Keithing, too, I must remember to tell him. Something is brewing." He eyed Ziko, carefully absorbing and recording information. "And I think I may not like it."

Invi abandoned the GD. He never found anything there, anyway. Just silly people tossing insults at one another. The Music Forum Mafia didn't seem to want any outsiders posting, and the Comic Book Mafia, though nicer, just made him feel dumb. All the reasons he never really left his guilds.

The ED was occasionally a nice haven of (psuedo) intelligent conversation. He sighed and sat down waiting for someone to say something cool. Somewhere among the strangers, he heard a familiar voice.

"Invi! hey, over here!" tahariel cried again, pushing her way through the crowd, using the pitchfork when it became necessary. and it became necessary very offten where she was concerned.

she ploped down next to invi, blowing the bangs out of her one visible eye and smiling gratefully. "Thank god i found someone i recognize around here..." she muttered, laying her head against his shoulder. "What are you up to?"

Crafty stalked past her mailbox. She knew it was full, but right now, she just wanted to talk. The Ibiss was deserted and there was a clash of personalities happening in the Cult, so she headed to more friendly ground; The Gay Guild.

Maybe not a good idea. Vague was talking to JoVo about trouble. Something must have happened again. She sat back on the edge and resigned herself to reading her mail.

Invi smiled nervously at Tahariel. Should he tell her?

He sighed melodramatically. "I'm brooding. How about you?"

Mick gave up on shopping a bit back, but still seems to have the urge to purge.[[And I don't care if that doesn't make sense, it rhymes and that's all that matters.]]

Briefly, he looks around at all the people in the direct vicinity of himself and shouts "ALL OF YOU OUT OF MY WAY!" But one moves, and it was some lowly person that had joined the guild but never posted. Mick ran up to him and gave him a big hug, as his shouting was a small and not in relation to anything test to see if anyone would move for him, and they got a great big hug.

So Mick thought to himself, that's been enough for a day...

His brow furrowed.
*sigh* "When is there not 'you' sort of trouble? But I mean something else. I think something big is about to happen. You know these users are like my children. I want all our bases covered especially after what happened following that last incident."