Ichabod Crane probably needs some sort of doctor. Since I'm pretty sure his face is broken.

So... some curse, huh?

Who wants to get fucking drunk?

( Private to Edward | hackable because it doesn't matter )

Good riddance, I say. That's one less headache I have to put up with.

Anyway, who's up for Automatica? It's been a long time, and I could use a strong drink after yesterday.

Come on, some of you owe me.

((ooc: this post got deleted, whut? LJ whyyyy do you hate me?))

Huh. Weird dream. I thought for a second--

Never mind.

What'd I miss? Did we overthrow the deities or just get really drunk?

((ooc: lying, anyone? she remembers, but she'd rather not admit it and just pretend it never happened.))

I don't even wanna talk about it.

I need the longest shower of my life. And then the longest nap of my life. I'm very tired.

And why do I smell... oranges?

...

I have to throw up.

( Private to Jed // Unhackable )

People are coming in and going out, and then people are randomly coming back. The City looks like it's on some sort of downward, drug-induced spiral, someone blew a hole in Automatica--way to spoil our fun, by the way, bastard. Couldn't you have used the door?-- and there's more whining going on around here than at a high school dance ( Read more... )

After yesterday I need a good, strong drink, among other things.

A doctor? Come on. Even I wouldn't have believed that one. Some of you people are so gullible.

River, I would suggest not coming within twenty feet of me if I'm armed. Just a word to the wise. It's nothing personal, we just can't have that happening again.