Interesting fact: a collection of giant spider legs is not nearly as appealing the day after whatever that last curse was. I'm still not entirely sure what I had intended to do with them ( Read more... )

|[Voice]|

...Mom? Where are you?

...Dexter?

|[ooc: have a little Biney :3 He might faintly remember anyone who was around the last time he got chibi-fied, but otherwise he's not sure where he is.]|

|[Accidental Voice Post]|

Who-- [Long pause]

[Whispered] someone's coming...

[Louder] It's okay, I've got you... --Please, don't hurt us!

Don't leave me--

|[ Transmission Cuts Off ]|

|[ooc: reliving the discovery of his mother's death, and consequently losing his little brother. Once he comes to his senses he'll try to pretend this ( Read more... )

Dear Santa,

I wish my brother would come back, and stay.

I wish I had more... opportunities, like last week.

I wish I could put up my kind of Christmas decorations.

I wish I could think of something worth asking for.

I'd like a nice steak and a good beer. That shouldn't be too hard, right?