(Untitled)

[firacrux]

Item # 364 on the weird shit list: All clothing has been swapped with pajamas.

I better get my shit back when this fucking tree is done playing mind games with us.

I want my damn coat. And are the ants gone yet? Any more exposure to all this sugar and I'm gonna have to light some of it on fire.

Comments

[lemonshine]

Hey Grumpasaur! Chill out!

Random Helios rant is go?

[firacrux]

No! First it chases me outta my house, makes me bored as fuck. Then surrounds me with ugh, disgusting sugar coated sugar, and now I can't even find my sword! Did it turn into this pillow? 'Cause I swear to Hyne I'll figure out a way to stab shit with a pillow if that's the case.

[lemonshine]

Wow. Grumpy much? Go take a nap or something. We'll get out of here sooner or later, you just have to wait.

[firacrux]

I'm out, and I ain't any happier.

[fugue_angel]

I have just written a formal announcement that the ants are no longer in the tree. It's a few pages after your entry.

[firacrux]

Oh. Well good finally!

Er thanks.

[artistic_spaz]

C'mon, let's get out of here! Unless you decided that you love the marshmallows, after all....

[firacrux]

Way ahead of you, grab your shit I'll wait at the elevator.

[artistic_spaz]

I'll be right there!