Right. I was out for fuck knows how long, I wake up in a fucking ditch with fucking mudd in my shoes and fucking bugs crawling around in my hair, only to figure out I'm still in THIS FUCKING DUMP OF A MOTHERFUCKING SCOUT CAMP WANNABE CUN--
[the crow cuts out for 3.7 seconds, then he comes back, sounding considerably calmer.]
All I want to know is why the fuck someone's been in my fucking cabin. That's all. ... Now fuck the fuck off, flaps, message's over.
(ooc: yep. he's officially back, everyone. I've also noticed he has gotten himself a room mate -
death_of_terra - which is what this post partially is about. and stuff. 8D.. )