Quarantined, not that anyone would notice.

[Social butterfly, he is not.]

Leave offerings of cigarettes and love with Mello. Wait, make that oatmeal instead of love.

[If you listen carefully, you can probably hear the sound of him TRYING TO SCRATCH HIS SKIN OFF.]

Christ...

((OOC: Matt has a a pox upon him!))

Some of you people sleep in really weird positions.

[Anyone out on the street would be lucky enough to witness it...Matt's bad luck. It started when he dropped his last pack of cigarettes in the toilet. Once outside of the building, he managed to step in the wad of chewing gum that everyone else had avoided. The redhead cursed under his breath as he scraped the bottom of his boot against the curb in ( Read more... )

Hey. I was going through your things and guess what I found.

C4 and wire. Pretty sure this is just the tip of the iceberg too.

Is this what you've been so preoccupied with lately? Bomb-making 101?

What the fuck are you thinking, and why did I have to sneak around like some suspicious wife to find out about it?

French electronics are a joke. But their cigarettes? Not bad. Think I'm all stocked up on Gauloises and Gitanes

Hey Mello, it's my turn today. You said whatever I wanted and here's what I want.

French fries. Not made out of designer potatoes or with fancy sauce splashed across them. Real french fries. We're gonna find 'em and we're gonna eat 'em ( Read more... )

Know what the most annoying thing about ghosts is? Besides the fact that they aren't real.

It's when they steal your fuckin' stuff and try to scare you by making it float through the air, and then they don't give it back.

I already lost two packs thanks to being turned into a bloodsucker. What's neck? Nicotine patches super-glued to my ass?

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[Matt looks...a little nervous. Maybe it has something to do with the music that's heard in the background.]

Hey...

If anyone sees a guy running around in a rainbow-colored wig, floppy shoes, and has a big red ball for a nose, do me a favor and take a baseball bat to him.

Appreciate it.

[He takes a calming drag from his cigarette before ( Read more... )

Fuckin' sun.

[It's not the first time he's cursed it, and it won't be the last. But wherever Matt is now, it's dark. One side of his face is hidden completely in shadows.]Never really cared much for breakfast. Usually don't wake up until lunch time. So maybe that just means I eat breakfast for lunch ( Read more... )

Roll call.

Everyone named Soubi, say 'aye'.

In order to be an immaculate member of a flock of sheep, one must above all be a sheep oneself.

-Albert Einstein