All those weird dreams people were complaining about were my fault. Well, most of them. Probably. I think I might have astral projected myself in my sleep--which is awesome, by the way, I just have to figure out how I did it--and messed up some people's dreams.

And any weird dreams about circuses are probably my fault, too. At least my telepathy is ( Read more... )

My shoes ran away!

...Um, has anyone seen them?

At least my cold is gone.

[voice post start; there's an awkward silence]

So...

Um.

Where did this army-bunny come from? It kinda reminds me of... Coach Oleander?

...I think I'd feel bad if I ate it. Oh, hey, dream fluffs! Perfect!

[voice post end]

(OOC: strikes are invisible <3)

The chimeras finally stopped coming... We beat them!

But... the apartments are gone, where are we going to stay now?

...And my goggles got all cracked from when I fell! This sucks. Maybe I can get Ed or Al to fix them.

(OOC: He still has his chip, so you may or may not spontaneously get moody!Raz :D)

Ow, my head is killing me...

...Hey , what happened to the apartments?!

No luck with my acid-proof umbrella idea. Um, I found some crumpled up tinfoil and tested that out for materials, but it melted pretty fast. It was kinda cool to watch, though. But... well, I think I need something a little less... melty. So tinfoil =/= acid resistant. Not that I really thought that tinfoil would work, anyway.

The apartments are a ( Read more... )

So I guess I'm stuck here. I was kinda hoping this was actually some kind of lungfish-induced hallucination, but I guess its not. I hope Lili's okay. Maybe Sasha and Milla will come back in time to save everyone. I can't believe I blew my one chance at becoming a Psychonaut, and I lost all my psychic powers! This is the worst day ever.

But the rain ( Read more... )