Minutes

[roguemariel]

thetyro adjourns meeting before it starts.
It was the shortest meeting in history.
"Go home everybody, we're done here." <-- thetyro re-calls the meeting to order.
roguemariel points out it was never called to order.
thetyro doesn't care.

phnx asks thetyro if he saw the quiz results for the only quiz he took.
roguemariel realizes she hasn't posted them.
phnx sends thetyro the results.
A brief discussion of Ankh-Morpork's Most Wanted occurs.
Everyone passes. Yay.

What is a cormorant?
This is a question due to the anonymous animal section in Google Drive: Anonymous Cormorant. (It was thetyro.)
It looks like a crane, says phnx.
It looks like an edgy teenager, says thetyro.
There is agreement. It looks like an edgey teenager.
Is this bird not singing Linkin Park? (It is.)
phnx likes the fauxhawk.

There is a brief discussion of phnx's fic.
thetyro appreciates the footnotes on Canadian culture -- it enriched the entire experience.
And now, thetyro gives the fic rec: Heatwave by seperis.
And then there is the prompt for roguemariel.
"May god have mercy on [roguemariel's] soul," says thetyro.
thetyro refuses to propose a title.
roguemariel decides to call it Robert Mackenzie.

We wander down memory lane, in terms of phnx and Beyblade.
She was thirteen.
Almost as old as thetyro.
thetyro is vaguely offended.
He's waaaaaay older than that.
And why was phnx watching Beyblade at thirteen? These are the important questions.

Fullmetal Alchemist: apparently not something easily shippable. Okay then.

phnx mentions that thetyro is the alpha and should be moving the meeting along.
thetyro suddenly recalls that the meetings aren't actually that long.
roguemariel points out that, in the beginning, the meetings didn't take that long, because we were trying to eat sushi.
phnx says:



She is the alpha.