[Phone]

Told you so.

[Phone - Filtered to Haruko]

I believe you have something that now belongs to me.

[Phone - Filtered to Finn, Jake, and Bubblegum; Valvatorez can overhear this at the house as well]

Screw you guys. Grovel all you want, I ain't listening.

[Phone]

Yeah, I'm still here too.

Seriously, that list is total bull. If they wanted to play everyone's heartstrings like a freakin' guitar, at least actually kill all the people they're listing off. Or kidnap them. Whatever. This trick is just lame.

... Dang, though. That dream... [Seriously, what the hell... she never really thought about the ( Read more... )

[Action - Outside 627 Topper Street]

[Having been fully informed of the town and how it works, Marceline is pretty damn eager to check the mail after arriving home from work. Things go crazy, then they get stuff back, right? Right! She doesn't even wait to bring everything inside when she sees a package addressed to her sitting on the front porch ( Read more... )

[Phone]

Okay, so it hasn't even been a week, and I'm bored as all heck. I thought being forced to teach a bunch of those creepy drone kids would be kinda fun, but man, they can't hold a tune to save their lives. [Her voice lowers, and loses a tiny bit of it's annoyed tone.] Geez, and I thought Bonnibel was bad at the whole music thing ( Read more... )

[Action - 627 Topper Street]

[Marceline realizes there's something wrong the moment she begins to slip into consciousness. For one, she's undead. She doesn't need sleep. Second, none of her furniture is this comfortable (not that this bed is the height of comfort). Third is the sun currently streaming in through the window shit shit shit. With a ( Read more... )