A wonderful dare resulted in wonderful (?) events. I'll be (sloppily) putting the logs of that night here for the sake of posterity (read: so I can look back and hate myself at some point); if you don't want yours here, just say the word and I'll take them down. o7

(18:52) Larry Butz:	Hey, Shelly! Do you know what I can do with these fancy tea leaves I just found?
(18:53) Shelly de Killer:	((... Fffffffff)) ... Make tea, perhaps?
(18:54) Larry Butz:	I hate tea though. 8I If only there was someone I can give these too... *to
(18:54) Shelly de Killer:	A neighbour?
(18:54) Larry Butz:	...You never talked to my neighbours when you visited me, did you? 8/
(18:55) Shelly de Killer:	No, I did not.
(18:56) Larry Butz:	Yeah. 8I So, you want it?
(18:56) Shelly de Killer:	... Hmm, I suppose.
(18:57) Shelly de Killer:	((Now I have to research what acid actually does because I'm a dork like that and also I wish Olga were here.))
(18:57) Larry Butz:	((It's hallougenic mostly)) ((...or however you spell that)) ((and makes you all happy))
(18:58) Larry Butz:	((it's pretty basic))
(18:58) Shelly de Killer:	((STILL I RESEARCH))
(19:16) Larry Butz:	((have you got enough researcccch))
(19:16) Shelly de Killer:	((yep))
(19:17) Larry Butz:	...Where are you anyway?
(19:17) Shelly de Killer:	At home, of course.
(19:18) Larry Butz:	...Where do you live? 8I
(19:19) Shelly de Killer:	... That, I cannot tell you, I'm afraid.
(19:19) Larry Butz:	Where can I leave the tea leaves then? D8
(19:22) Shelly de Killer:	Ah, perhaps you could deliver them to Adrian and I would then get them from her.
(19:22) Larry Butz:	Or maybe we can have a drop off point!
(19:23) Shelly de Killer:	Please, Mr. Butz, they are tea leaves, not an illegal substance.
(19:24) Larry Butz:	Yeah! C8
(19:31) Larry Butz:	Wait, let me go find them...
(19:34) Shelly de Killer:	Very well.
(19:36) Larry Butz:	OK, she said yes! I'm on my way!
(19:39) Larry Butz:	...Adrian says I have to go there with you. 8I
(19:40) Shelly de Killer:	Understandably.
(19:41) Larry Butz:	Where is her house anyway?
(19:41) Shelly de Killer:	I will pick you up and take you there, if you don't mind.
(19:42) Larry Butz:	Fiiiiine.

(20:39) Larry Butz:	Have you tried the tea yet?
(20:40) Shelly de Killer:	I was about to drink it, in fact.
(20:47) Larry Butz:	8D
(20:50) Larry Butz:	What's it like?
(20:50)	Shelly de Killer has changed his/her status to Idle
(21:05) Shelly de Killer:	((So I was having dinner but I guess we can pretend that was Shelly going "whoa" and heading to Adrian's))
(21:05) Larry Butz:	((yeeeeeeeees))
(21:06)	Shelly de Killer has changed his/her personal message to "((Is on not!acid. Yes.))"
(21:08) Larry Butz:	Shelllllllllllllly Are you there?
(21:08) Shelly de Killer:	Yes. Yes and no.
(21:08) Larry Butz:	...What do you mean?
(21:08) Shelly de Killer:	As I sit here, I am in places I have never visited before.
(21:08) Larry Butz:	...Where? 8/
(21:09) Shelly de Killer:	Everywhere, Mr. Butz. Everywhere.
(21:09) Larry Butz:	...What? Shelllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllly! Is my tea good or not?
(21:09) Shelly de Killer:	It is SPLENDID.
(21:09) Larry Butz:	...wh- Shelly, are you OK? 8I
(21:11) Shelly de Killer:	But of course. I am better than ever. Goodness, my house needs more colour.
(21:13) Larry Butz:	Where is your house?
(21:13) Shelly de Killer:	... No, I would still rather not tell you. My house is my house.
(21:14) Larry Butz:	Shelly, you seem a lot happier! 8D Is it the tea?
(21:15) Shelly de Killer:	It is everything. Everything.
(21:18) Larry Butz:	Wow.
(21:19) Shelly de Killer:	I could have been a baker, Mr. Butz.
(21:20) Larry Butz:	...Woah, really? 8D
(21:20) Shelly de Killer:	Yes, I do enjoy the craft. ... And it is so fundamentally similar to assassination.
(21:20) Larry Butz:	How?
(21:21) Shelly de Killer:	There are recipes, of course. But the best results can be achieved by straying slightly from them.
(21:21) Larry Butz:	Why did you become an assassin then?
(21:22) Shelly de Killer:	((... Hold on, I have to ask Paru permission for something ffffffffff))
(21:29) Larry Butz:	((???))
(21:29) Shelly de Killer:	(( Cláudia diz: *(DUDE, PARU, CAN I MAKE ENLIGHTENED!SHELLY BREAK THE FOURTH WALL?) *(IT JUST OCURRED TO ME BUT IT WORKS BECAUSE ACID MAKES YOU UNDERSTAND THINGS, MAAAAAAAN)       Godot        diz: *lkjldkfj) Cláudia diz: *((I-IS THAT A YES?) )) ((... still waiting))
(21:29) Larry Butz:	((...this will be fun))
(21:31) Shelly de Killer:	((... ah fuck it))
(21:32) Shelly de Killer:	Because my role in the plot was to be an assassin, you see. Had I been a baker, "Farewell, my Turnabout" would have fallen apart.
(21:32) Larry Butz:	...What?
(21:34) Shelly de Killer:	I answered your question clearly.
(21:34) Larry Butz:	...I don't get it. What's "Farewell, my Turnabout"?
(21:35) Shelly de Killer:	The final case in Phoenix Wright: Justice For All.
(21:35) Larry Butz:	...What about Nick?
(21:36) Shelly de Killer:	He is the protagonist.
(21:36) Larry Butz:	Of what?
(21:37) Shelly de Killer:	Of the game.
(21:38) Larry Butz:	Nick doesn't have a game. I don't think he knows what games are.
(21:39) Shelly de Killer:	Well, of course. If the protagonist were that self-aware, the fourth wall would be non-existent and that tends to annoy some people.
(21:40) Larry Butz:	...Wh- Shelly, you're being weird!
(21:41) Shelly de Killer:	My apologies.
(21:41) Larry Butz:	I'm not a video game character!
(21:41) Shelly de Killer:	Perhaps you SHOULD try that tea.
(21:42) Larry Butz:	Uh, no thanks. D8 I did find it on the street.
(21:42) Shelly de Killer:	... And so you offered it to me.
(21:43) Larry Butz:	...Well, I thought you would like it...
(21:43) Shelly de Killer:	... It is quite alright. You are Larry Butz, and this is what you do. It is your purpose. Your duty.
(21:44) Larry Butz:	...What do you mean?
(21:45) Shelly de Killer:	You, Mr. Butz, are the surprisingly useful comic relief.
(21:45) Larry Butz:	Shelly! You're being weird!
(21:45) Shelly de Killer:	... Again? No, this makes sense.
(21:46) Larry Butz:	No it doesn't!
(21:46) Shelly de Killer:	No, I do believe it does.
(21:47) Larry Butz:	B-But I'm not a video game character!
(21:47) Shelly de Killer:	... In any case, you are the comic relief.
(21:55) Larry Butz:	...Maybe you should sing a song!
(21:55) Shelly de Killer:	I intend to. I just ordered an acoustic guitar.
(21:56) Larry Butz:	Woah. Really? From where?
(21:57) Shelly de Killer:	From a convenience store. One that lives up to its name most spectacularly.
(21:57) Larry Butz:	Aw, cool!
(21:58) Shelly de Killer:	If you wish hard enough, Mr. Butz... I am certain that you can get one as well.
(21:59) Larry Butz:	How?
(22:02) Larry Butz:	What song are you going to sing anyway?
(22:03) Shelly de Killer:	Kumbaya, the widely famous hymn to love and peace.
(22:04) Larry Butz:	...Shelly, are you high on tea?
(22:04) Shelly de Killer:	No, I am high on bliss.
(22:05) Larry Butz:	...Bliss isn't a drug. 8I
(22:07) Shelly de Killer:	Yes, that is precisely my point.
(22:08) Larry Butz:	...Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat? Are you going to sing or not?
(22:08) Shelly de Killer:	The guitar has yet to arrive.
(22:09) Larry Butz:	8C Can't you assissinate someone and steal theirs?
(22:09) Shelly de Killer:	Oho, ever the comic relief.
(22:10) Larry Butz:	S-Stop saying that! D,8 ((Shelly should start using inside fandom jokes)) ((the miracle never happen...))
(22:10) Shelly de Killer:	((Pffffffft))
(22:13)	Shelly de Killer has changed his/her personal message to "Dear contacts: I am currently streaming my love. Kindly click here to watch it. ((Imaginary link is him singing Kumbaya.))"
(22:14) Shelly de Killer:	I have set up an Internet stream.
(22:14) Larry Butz:	Oh! Cool!
(22:17) Larry Butz:	...Where?
(22:18) Shelly de Killer:	The link is in my personal message.

(21:06) Shelly de Killer:	*knocking on Adrian's door. Knocking. Knock knock knock. THE SOUND IS SO WIDE TO HIS EARS.*
(21:13)	Adrian has changed his/her status to Idle
(21:32) Adrian:	*moves to the door finally, opening it up with a sigh* Welcome back, I suppose.
(21:35) Shelly de Killer:	*and he hugs her. No, seriously.* Adrian, you are beautiful.
(21:38) Adrian:	*flinches at the sudden contact, feeling her body freeze up* ...W-what?
(21:38) Shelly de Killer:	*looks around* You must redecorate my house. My house needs colour.
(21:40) Adrian:	...Are you alright? *touches his forhead softly, checking for any sign of a fever* And you know I'm no house expert either, Shelly.
(21:41) Shelly de Killer:	*SMILING~* Your house has colour.
(21:42) Adrian:	... Yes it does. *raises an eyebrow* Are you sure you're alright?
(21:45) Shelly de Killer:	I am wonderful, Adrian.
(21:46) Adrian:	A-alright... *leads him inside a bit more before shutting the door behind them* Thank you for coming back.
(21:48) Shelly de Killer:	*nnnot letting go of her* We are one of the most unlikely pairings anyone could ever think of, and yet, we make a surprising amount of sense.
(21:51) Adrian:	*rests her hands on his arms, a small hint of blush on her face* ... Y-yes, we do. *chuckles nervously*
(21:52) Shelly de Killer:	One could hardly think that, canonically, we would keep any sort of contact, but we have what is needed to get along.
(21:54) Adrian:	... I would like to think that's enough. *slight smirk* What brought all this along, if I may ask.
(21:56) Shelly de Killer:	The tea. It was WONDERFUL.
(21:56) Adrian:	... The tea Larry gave you?
(21:56) Shelly de Killer:	Yes, precisely.
(21:57) Adrian:	... *prys him off her* Go sit down.
(21:58) Shelly de Killer:	*blinks and... sits down*
(21:59) Adrian:	*goes to her computer for her a moment, typing in a very angry fashin before walking back towards him* *is grinding her teeth behind closed lips*
(21:59) Adrian:	Shelly, listen to me. You're... under the influence right now.
(22:03) Shelly de Killer:	I am well aware. *leans back, looking chill as fuck* I am under the influence of the entire Universe, a team of videogame developers and, perhaps, some girl thousands of miles away.
(22:04) Adrian:	... Maybe I should take you home. *puts a hand on his shoulder, prepared to try and hoist him off the couch*
(22:08) Shelly de Killer:	... *places his hand on hers*
(22:09) Adrian:	*blushes and freezes up* ...H-hm?
(22:10) Shelly de Killer:	You are so alive.
(22:10) Adrian:	... Yes, Shelly. I am. *sighs*
(22:10) Shelly de Killer:	... And the simple act of sighing can mean so much.
(22:11) Adrian:	Come on, let's get you home. *curls an arm around him, trying to lift him off the couch*
(22:13)	Shelly de Killer has changed his/her personal message to "Dear contacts: I am currently streaming my love. Kindly click here to watch it. ((Imaginary link is him singing Kumbaya.))"
(22:13) Shelly de Killer:	*juuust goes with it*
(22:14) Adrian:	*bites her lip as she tries to keep her balance* Y-you didn't drive here, did you?
(22:14) Shelly de Killer:	Why drive when there is so much to experience on foot?
(22:15) Adrian:	... *nearly loses her footing before letting him go when he is finally standing up*

(21:28) Shelly de Killer:	Ms. Skye. Ms. Skye, have you ever flown?
(21:30) Lana Skye:	((...Define fly.))
(21:31) Shelly de Killer:	((... I DUNNO MAN SHELLY IS SO HIGH))
(21:31) Lana Skye:	((YEEEEEEAH!))
(21:32) Lana Skye:	...Not specifically. I've flown before, I mean, in an airplane, but. Not with wings.

[hurr accidental video call]

(21:32) Shelly de Killer:	((... huh buttons))
(21:33) Lana Skye:	((lol))
(21:33) Shelly de Killer:	((I swear I'M not high)) How odd. And how meaningful.
(21:33) Lana Skye:	((Lana might as well be high. She's still all happy and shit))
(21:33) Shelly de Killer:	Ms. Skye, do your name justice and roam free through the sky.
(21:33) Lana Skye:	...
(21:34) Lana Skye:	Mr. de Killer. Usually, I would not ask, but your behavior just begs the question: What are you smoking?
(21:35) Shelly de Killer:	Please, I do not smoke. That is terribly unhealthy, and I do quite enjoy life.
(21:35) Lana Skye:	Fine. What are you on, then? I am seriously debating whether you are high or not.
(21:36) Shelly de Killer:	I am high on bliss at the moment. I just had the most enlightening cup of tea of my entire life.
(21:36) Lana Skye:	...Well, that explains that, then.
(21:37) Shelly de Killer:	... ?
(21:37) Lana Skye:	Oh, it's nothing.
(21:38) Lana Skye:	So. Aside from being...high on life, how have you been, Mr. de Killer?
(21:41) Shelly de Killer:	Sadly limited.
(21:41) Lana Skye:	Ah.
(21:43) Shelly de Killer:	Do you ever feel limited, Ms. Skye?
(21:43) Lana Skye:	Not particularly.
(21:44) Shelly de Killer:	Hmm, I suppose you did get a somewhat larger role than I.
(21:44) Lana Skye:	A...larger role?
(21:45) Shelly de Killer:	In the series.
(21:45) Lana Skye:	...?
(21:45) Shelly de Killer:	The games, Ms. Skye.
(21:45) Lana Skye:	What games?
(21:46) Shelly de Killer:	The Phoenix Wright games.
(21:47) Lana Skye:	...I don't know what you are talking about, Mr. de Killer.
(21:48) Shelly de Killer:	Neither does Mr. Butz... A shame that I spent all of those leaves. I would have loved to share them.
(21:48) Lana Skye:	I'm. Sure you would have.
(21:49) Shelly de Killer:	I feel so wonderful, Ms. Skye. So broad. So open.
(21:50) Lana Skye:	I'm...glad you do. But, uh, don't you find it odd? Even just a bit?
(21:51) Shelly de Killer:	That strikes me as irrelevant.
(21:56)	Lana Skye has changed his/her status to Idle
(21:58)	Lana Skye has changed his/her status to Online
(22:00) Lana Skye:	How is it irrelevant? I mean, you're usually so...repressive, if that's even the right word. The fact that you are feeling happy and free worries me deeply.
(22:01) Shelly de Killer:	And that is precisely why it is irrelevant. Right now, freedom is my priority.
(22:02) Lana Skye:	...Right.
(22:07) Shelly de Killer:	My goodness, I hope the guitar gets here soon. Well, I suppose it will arrive when convenience dictates.
(22:08)	Lana Skye has changed his/her status to Idle
(22:12)	Lana Skye has changed his/her status to Online
(22:13)	Shelly de Killer has changed his/her personal message to "Dear contacts: I am currently streaming my love. Kindly click here to watch it. ((Imaginary link is him singing Kumbaya.))"
(22:13) Lana Skye:	...Guitar?
(22:13) Shelly de Killer:	Yes, my acoustic guitar. It is here now.
(22:14) Lana Skye:	...Well, then.

(21:25) Colias:	((WELL HAI THAR, MR. DE KILLER))
(21:26) Shelly de Killer:	((Oh God hang on I'm thinking THIS IS DIFFICULT FOR ME YOU KNOW))
(21:26) Shelly de Killer:	Mr. Palaeno, you are a BUTTERFLY.
(21:26) Colias:	I, er, suppose?
(21:27) Shelly de Killer:	Your name.
(21:27) Colias:	Ah. Yes. Old family tradition.
(21:27) Shelly de Killer:	Whoever conceived you must have intended for you to be a butterfly. A beautiful, free creature, a bringer of spring and joy.
(21:28) Colias:	I hope that I live up to that, yes.
(21:29) Shelly de Killer:	But you do. You do, Mr. Palaeno.
(21:29) Colias:	Thank you, Mr. de Killer! I am quite truly touched by your words of kindness. =)
(21:33) Shelly de Killer:	See, that is exactly what I mean.
(21:34) Shelly de Killer:	You have no idea who I am and yet you trust me. That is BEAUTIFUL. That is the most human thing I have seen from a stranger in years.
(21:35) Colias:	Who are you, exactly? Only if you feel comfortable discussing it, of course.
(21:37) Shelly de Killer:	Ah, I am an assassin, although an Affably Evil one, as a website called Television Tropes would say.
(21:37) Colias:	...hm
(21:38) Shelly de Killer:	And, truth be told, there is little more to my character, unfortunately.
(21:39) Colias:	I suppose that is why you were on Mr. Coachen's contact list, then?
(21:40) Shelly de Killer:	Yes. Convenient, isn't it? Amazingly convenient.
(21:40) Shelly de Killer:	There must be some logic behind it, but I am still trying to understand what it might be. This is all a terribly large amount of information to take in.
(21:42) Shelly de Killer:	((oh God tell me if I'm sucking))
(21:42) Colias:	((You're not sucking. I'm just trying to contrive a reason for Colias to not run like hell))
(21:43) Shelly de Killer:	((... Makes sense :T))
(21:43) Colias:	Er, you know... If you're re-examining your life, there is no better place to do so than beautiful Cohdopia! Perhaps you should take some time off and relax?
(21:44) Shelly de Killer:	Oh, no. Not yet. There is still much to be done here.
(21:45) Colias:	I'm no psychologist, Mr. de Ki- Mr. Shelly, but I don't think you are completely happy with your life as it is.
(21:46) Colias:	Luckily, with scenic Cohdopian hotels with beach access, happiness is a mere plane trip away! And flights to Cohdopia have never been more affordable than they are now!
(21:46) Colias:	((SHELLY, I WANT TO HELP YOU BE NICE LIKE MEEEEEEE))
(21:47) Shelly de Killer:	((BUT I AM RELATIVELY QUITE NICE)) No, no. First, I must buy a guitar.
(21:48) Colias:	I-If you like, I could procure for you some cheaply priced Cohdopian folk sheet music? Very beginner-friendly!
(21:49) Shelly de Killer:	No, thank you. I already have something in mind.

(21:50) Colias Palaeno:	Oh? And what would that be?
(21:50) Shelly de Killer:	A hymn representing peace and harmony worldwide, Mr. Palaeno. Kumbaya, as it is commonly called.
(21:51) Colias Palaeno:	Oh! That's nice!
(21:53) Shelly de Killer:	Yes, yes. But how will everyone else hear me?
(21:53) Shelly de Killer:	I will hear myself, that much is obvious. Others would, as well, if they were in this wonderful state I find myself in. But they are not.
(21:58) Colias Palaeno:	Perhaps I could schedule you for a show at the stage at the Cohdopian Embassy, if you promise not to kill anybody?
(21:59) Shelly de Killer:	... Mr. Palaeno, you are so incredibly kind.
(22:00) Shelly de Killer:	But as eager as I am to spread the love, I'm afraid I would rather not publicise my face like tha. ((*that oh God I swear my T key is dying))
(22:01) Colias Palaeno:	((LIKE THA HIPSTER-HOPPAS I SEE ON MY TELEVIZZLE))
(22:04) Shelly de Killer:	((XDDDD I SERIOUSLY LAUGHED MAN.))
(22:13)	Shelly de Killer has changed his/her personal message to "Dear contacts: I am currently streaming my love. Kindly click here to watch it. ((Imaginary link is him singing Kumbaya.))"
(22:13) Shelly de Killer:	There, I have set up an Internet stream.
(22:13) Colias Palaeno:	Really? Fascinating!

(21:17) Shelly de Killer:	Ron. Ron... I could have been a baker.
(21:22) Ron:	..... S-Sir? ;;
(21:23) Shelly de Killer:	I enjoy it. I enjoy baking almost as much as I enjoy my current occupation. I would probably enjoy it exactly as much if it WERE my occupation.
(21:28) Ron:	.... I-I thought... Y-You liked your... Profession... ? ;;
(21:30) Shelly de Killer:	I do, of course I do. But it is something that had never ocurred to me. And now it did.
(21:30) Ron:	.... I-If you wanted to bake, you could have t-told me, sir... ;;; Y-You know...Well... I-I like to bake too...
(21:31) Shelly de Killer:	... Then let us be together and bake RIGHT NOW.
(21:32) Ron:	..... R... Right now? .___. ....
(21:33) Ron:	Mr. DeKiller?....A..Are you all right? ;;; POOR FOOLISH TRAP)
(21:33) Shelly de Killer:	I feel SPLENDID.
(21:34) Ron:	....... ....................
(21:34) Ron:	I-I'LL  BE OVER SOON! (EXIT RON)
(21:35) Ron:	*thumpthumthumpNEARLY KICKS DOWN SHELLY'S DOOR* *ron is brandishing a revolver and looking around with a small brifcase in one hand* S-Sir?!
(21:37) Shelly de Killer:	*IS SMILING~* Ron, why so nervous?
(21:52) Ron:	... *blinks* ... W-What have you done with my mentor?! *loads his gun*
(21:52) Shelly de Killer:	((... AHAHAHAH))
(21:55) Shelly de Killer:	... I AM your mentor, Ron. *stands up* *pauses* *for quite a while, actually* ... You have so much emotional significance to me.
(21:58) Ron:	... *twitches* ... W-What's my wife's name?!
(22:06) Shelly de Killer:	Desirée DeLite. *adjusts monocle* And while your right hand is considerably stronger than your left, your opposite forearm is REMARKABLE.
(22:13)	Shelly de Killer has changed his/her personal message to "Dear contacts: I am currently streaming my love. Kindly click here to watch it. ((Imaginary link is him singing Kumbaya.))"
(22:13) Ron:	.... *drops his gun and rushes toawrd him with the briefcase which she opens and rather quickly, takes a small swab of his saliva with a cuetip and puts it in the machine inside* D-Did you drink anything someone may have given you?! ;;;
(22:15) Shelly de Killer:	... I had some tea. It was rather... ...
(22:15) Ron:	.......
(22:15) Shelly de Killer:	Mr. Butz. The tea was Mr. Butz's.
(22:15) Ron:	*and then the machine produces a small paper* .... L-Larry?! WHAT DID HE HAVE?)
(22:16) Shelly de Killer:	((Tea leaves with properties similar to acid.))
(22:16) Shelly de Killer:	*chuckles amusedly* Always the comic relief, Mr. Larry Butz...
(22:17) Ron:	... *skims the small paper* ... P-Ponstel... Mefenamic Acid.... *look up a thim, eye wide* Y-You're HIGH, sir?!
(22:18) Shelly de Killer:	... *raises eyebrow* On bliss, as I have said to several people before you.
(22:19) Ron:	..... *holds up his hand* H-How many fingers am I holding up?
(22:20) Shelly de Killer:	Five. And all of them breathe.

And that's that. I still have a good number of dares to do, and, uh... I'D BETTER STOP PROCRASTINATING, EH?