[Video: This ordinary human before bears a striking resemblance to Zelgadis.]

It worked! It worked it worked it worked! Finally I'm human again! So much to do! So many-

[And then something went wrong. He falls over abruptly.]

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[>Wake up.

>Find self in a building.

>Look at shitty pamphlet.

>MFW stuck here in this mess again.]

...So much for a 'vacation'.

[Richter looks incredibly perturbed, sighing as he turns on the video.]

I don't know any songs. At all. Suggestions would be appreciated.

[This will be going poorly.]

[An errant gust of wind blows by a lone figure in front of the New Arrivals building, causing their cape to flutter and the pamphlet that they were holding to fly out of hand. Silence...Silence...And then-]

WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!

[Cue a mini, non-damaging explosion from the redhead. For now.]

[You may notice flyers posted on every flat surface of the city. Including some windows. Seriously, total adspam.]

NATHAN YOUNG'S
ANGER MANAGEMENT SERVICEAre you angry? Bottling things up? You should relieve that anger and learn to keep it on the down-low, for your own sake, before you start killing folks left and right. But therapy can cost ( Read more... )

Awwwwww, look, it's this old dump again! Oh, it feels like it's been a lifetime since I was here last! [badum-tsh!] Good times, good memories...aside from the whole 'trampled to death' thing, which I still haven't been paid back for. Hey, cuntkicker, if you're still hangin' around, you still owe me ( Read more... )

[have a fairly muffled voice post, folks.]

Alright, someone had better get the fuck over here and dig me up, yeah? Preferably before I run out of air or choke to death on the soil! And while you're at it, go tell the little mute cuntkicker with the horse that he owes me big-time now--at least 500 quid!

What: Nathan is being used as fangirl bait.
Where: somewhere near a phone booth
When: ...sometime during the day? I guess.
Warnings: dude, it's an asshole and a talking tentacle monster in a tight space together. What part of this doesn't need a warning?

( the poor, unsuspecting fool... )

[It's a classically cliched situation: after something-or-other, a dashing, shining prince in a handsome tuxedo has swept you off your feet and onto the back of his winged white unicorn pegasus stallion thing, upon which the horse-like object will begin galloping off into the sunset ( Read more... )

[You are on the roof of some sort of radio tower with Gourry due to some sort of convoluted shenanigans. As it turns out, the door is locked. Your fellow captive is hauling on the handle as if it will magically become unlocked if he just flips the righteous fuck out loud enough.]

AAAAAHHHH LET ME OUT I DON'T WANNA KISS [THIS GIRL/A GUY/THE SQUID ( Read more... )