Nov 08, 2008 00:24
Hmm... what's this on my forehead?
I am a possessor of the sin of... lust? My life... it... it is a lie... -mumble in the background; 'idiot'.
...nah, I'm just fucking with ya! It's like the world's most oddly placed nametag.
Apparently, I can't touch things. They break. And Giovanni said I spoiled the beer. Meanass. He's so cruel to me, y'know! -annoyed grumbling in the background, a 'shut up, Greed.'
...they're chairs, puppy, they can be fixed. Stop pouting. Now turn off the computer for me, would you~? Otherwise we'll have to go outside in the rain and snow and deathstorms to post! -'idiot. Absolute, bloody idiot.' Footsteps.-
That's a good pu-- //voice post ends