I am Laz'rus...
Hullo there!
I'm Edwin Drood, and you can call me Eddy or Neddy or anything you like along those lines, because everyone does. *sticks out hand to shake*
I've heard that my Uncle Jack's here about, and also Pussy--are you there, Pussy? Do come out. I've been sketching again, and I want to try you now that I've got the idea a bit better.
Well, since most everybody else here isn't Uncle Jack or Pussy, I suppose I'd better say something to open a proper conversation, hadn't I? Well, let's see.
Anyone ever been to Egypt?
*laughs* And maybe somebody knows a place I could stay? I seem to have appeared all of a sudden with only my trunk and a good warm travelling-cloak, but no destination where I might harbour myself.
Oh! I say, I quite forgot. I'm an engineer, and if you ever need one...
EDIT: *grumbles with goodwill* Oh, and I forgot something else, too. There's a book about me called The Mystery of Edwin Drood, by Mr. Dickens. I think that's terribly funny. What on earth about me is at all mysterious, really? I'm dreadfully plain and straightforward, I like to think.
I'm Edwin Drood, and you can call me Eddy or Neddy or anything you like along those lines, because everyone does. *sticks out hand to shake*
I've heard that my Uncle Jack's here about, and also Pussy--are you there, Pussy? Do come out. I've been sketching again, and I want to try you now that I've got the idea a bit better.
Well, since most everybody else here isn't Uncle Jack or Pussy, I suppose I'd better say something to open a proper conversation, hadn't I? Well, let's see.
Anyone ever been to Egypt?
*laughs* And maybe somebody knows a place I could stay? I seem to have appeared all of a sudden with only my trunk and a good warm travelling-cloak, but no destination where I might harbour myself.
Oh! I say, I quite forgot. I'm an engineer, and if you ever need one...
EDIT: *grumbles with goodwill* Oh, and I forgot something else, too. There's a book about me called The Mystery of Edwin Drood, by Mr. Dickens. I think that's terribly funny. What on earth about me is at all mysterious, really? I'm dreadfully plain and straightforward, I like to think.