For the record, Sphere?

- No, I do not need an eyepatch.
- No, I do not like frills.
- No, I do not know what the point is of making me wear shorts is when my socks go all the way up to my knees anyway.
- No, I do not get why I need to wear suspender garter things for my socks anyways. Through apparently Argent does.
- No, I do not it compromises the ( Read more... )

Oh.  Gravity's back.  That's...disappointing.

- No more flying around work, playing at being an air ballerina. (Yes, D, i went there again. Three words.  Deal with it.)  Which means I'll have nothing to distract me from the mind-numbing boredom anymore.
- No more floating around barefoot like I've been managing so far. I'm going to have to go back ( Read more... )

So apparently, love is in the air.  in the fact, the Sphere is practically swimming it.

If, course, by love you mean one of the following:

• "non-romantic" bouquets left on the doorsteps of friendly rivals who does that
  
• perfect strangers forced into strained awkward social situations over coffee
• cat fighting through the journals over Gungnir of all ( Read more... )

The strangest thing.

I think I know this place.

At first, I was like, "Oh a city, I know what that is," but everywhere I go, I feel this tickling on the back of my brain, but nothing I do can really place it.  Every time I turn a corner, I get this feeling of de ja vu, like I half expect to know what's round the bend.  But before I remember what I'm ( Read more... )

Okay, so I'm new here, so please bear with me while I get used to the whole, "I write it, you read it" kind of thing.  Ever since I got here a couple of days ago, I've been pretty much useless and it's starting to get to me.  I haven't figured out what to do other than sit around and concentrate on how much I don't seem to have a past, though I ( Read more... )