Alright, folks, so tell me now -- which of you are going to swallowing their pride and donning the disco bling-bling inferno also known as an anti-gravity suit in order to score some memory crystals or possibly monetary compensation?  As enticing the prospect is of gaining more insight to what has up until this point proven itself to be a pain- ( Read more... )

Sometimes, meaning only the best, we take upon ourselves burdens the size of the moon, without realizing the moon is nothing more than a reflection of the sun. And so, in our ignorance, we march forward to our deaths, looking neither left nor right, for we are blinded by what is behind.

Okay, so I have no idea who wrote this.  It only just appeared ( Read more... )

[ ooc :: throne's handwriting is the same as always, though there are several pen taps on the page roughly near where his entry begins ]

Note to self:  Never lose your journal again.

Especially not when B is lounging about the house all day, raiding G's wardrobe and scrounging your food.  Otherwise, you'll have nothing to distract yourself from all ( Read more... )

[ ooc :: Throne's handwriting is agitated and sharp, unlike his usual casual nondescript hand.  ]

Okay, folks, it's questionnaire time.  Should be simple enough, just two questions.

- When was the last time you saw me?
- And when's the last time we "talked"?

DammitIhatethisgoddamnplaceitgivesyousomethingonlytotakesomethingelseback.

[ ooc :: Unlike ( Read more... )