#006: Shopping?
[SECURITY: Private; FILTER: Engarde; ENCRYPTION: Alphanumeric; CODING: Medium]
I hate myself. I... enjoyed that.
Ugh.
[Of course you did, whore. Stop feeling so damn sorry for yourself and just accept it.]
I'm beginning to think this City is having a bad effect on me. It is far too simple to disregard rules and morality.
And the longer I stay here, the more I begin to wonder if The Church is the only solution to the problem that plagues everyone I know and have met here.
It's practically textbook- the way everyone who's been hurt by him has bonded together. We have an army and yet the war isn't even being fought.
What are we doing?
[/SECURITY: Private; FILTER: Engarde; ENCRYPTION: Alphanumeric; CODING: Medium]
I need new clothes. I'd prefer to not walk around in his for the rest of my time here. Do shops exist here?
[SECURITY: Private; ENCRYPTION: Alphanumeric; CODING: Expert; ADDRESS: Engarde]
I still hate you like poison. It seems to be better that way, doesn't it?
[/SECURITY: Private; ENCRYPTION: Alphanumeric; CODING: Expert; ADDRESS: Engarde]
((This is the consequence of the last Matt/Celeste... [CelesteMatt?] log. Which, if you thought tl;dr:
Meet on staircase, he tries to stab her, wind up back at Matt's. He tries to rape her but you can't rape the willing. Then Matt had the UNFORTUNATE luck of allowing any sex toy to enter her hand. So she went all Dom!Celeste on him.
If you're thinking WTF Celeste dom? Yeah, you're probably right but myself and Matt-mun can't shake the feeling that she really was a dom in the bedroom.
Oh, also, mood reads as amused- same encryption level as the private part of her entry. The filter in English basically means that it's completely filtered from Engarde, and private but hackable to everyone else. Second is Private to Engarde. All strikes deleted.))
I hate myself. I... enjoyed that.
Ugh.
[Of course you did, whore. Stop feeling so damn sorry for yourself and just accept it.]
I'm beginning to think this City is having a bad effect on me. It is far too simple to disregard rules and morality.
And the longer I stay here, the more I begin to wonder if The Church is the only solution to the problem that plagues everyone I know and have met here.
It's practically textbook- the way everyone who's been hurt by him has bonded together. We have an army and yet the war isn't even being fought.
What are we doing?
[/SECURITY: Private; FILTER: Engarde; ENCRYPTION: Alphanumeric; CODING: Medium]
I need new clothes. I'd prefer to not walk around in his for the rest of my time here. Do shops exist here?
[SECURITY: Private; ENCRYPTION: Alphanumeric; CODING: Expert; ADDRESS: Engarde]
I still hate you like poison. It seems to be better that way, doesn't it?
[/SECURITY: Private; ENCRYPTION: Alphanumeric; CODING: Expert; ADDRESS: Engarde]
((This is the consequence of the last Matt/Celeste... [CelesteMatt?] log. Which, if you thought tl;dr:
Meet on staircase, he tries to stab her, wind up back at Matt's. He tries to rape her but you can't rape the willing. Then Matt had the UNFORTUNATE luck of allowing any sex toy to enter her hand. So she went all Dom!Celeste on him.
If you're thinking WTF Celeste dom? Yeah, you're probably right but myself and Matt-mun can't shake the feeling that she really was a dom in the bedroom.
Oh, also, mood reads as amused- same encryption level as the private part of her entry. The filter in English basically means that it's completely filtered from Engarde, and private but hackable to everyone else. Second is Private to Engarde. All strikes deleted.))