I knew something like this would be simple to figure out. There!

[Rita indicates...what might be an attempt at making a torte. Or a pudding cake. The only sure thing is that it's messy and looks about ready to collapse, two cake layers haphazardly stacked with too-soft and melting ice cream sandwiched between. She's still pretty smug about it, ( Read more... )

I don't even need to ask who left that in the fridge. Seriously, I've never seen anything that gross in my life! Eat your own damn leftovers next time before I blast them! And there's no way I'm cleaning this up--

Wait, is that...My curse token?! How the hell did this thing...

...Ugh. I don't even want it anymore.

Okay, all those--things, or decorations, or whatever they're supposed to be out there--it looks ridiculous! If that's all part of your "Halloween" holiday, then I don't want any part of it. Who dresses up in costumes just to ask for candy, anyway ( Read more... )

( Two bloody memories; )

Ugh! This awful--this noise--

--all day, everywhere--just hammering!

Midnight's...almost there, but--can't get rid of this--h-hammer--

I swear, if midnight doesn't...doesn't come fast enough, I'll--I'm going to hammer it! OUT OF MY HEAD!

[Rita's brain slug does not enjoy this attack, City! It's spazzing out and is seriously contemplating that ( Read more... )