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...you all look like jackasses.

1) VASH!! THIS IS CLEARLY YOUR FAULT! IF SOMEONE ENDS UP DEAD, I'M SKINNING THE BOTH OF YOU. IT'S BAD ENOUGH THE REAL THING IS HERE APPARENTLY.

2) Rem. Wolfwood. There is a God, there is a God, there is a God, there is a GOD. You two have made me so happy. Ahahalsak;gfdhsdgdfkgjshdgn'slkhj

3) I feel like my insides are melting out. I ( Read more... )

I now know what it's like to be attacked by the color purple. Jesus Christ.

Clark's back. Thank God.

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I don't feel well.

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I think I hit a wall but I don't remember.

((ooc: ...just remember, Short Girl never sleeps. She waits. But not in the same awesome way as Chuck Norris, because if so, she wouldn't find herself in this situation.))

I feel as though I could sleep a hundred years at this point, gladly. Not comfortable, but don't feel as afraid uncomfortable to do so. I will, too, as soon as I assure myself of a few things on this network.

((ooc: Recap: Meryl worked herself into pneumonia. Meryl has medications. Meryl is also feeling particularly calm from the ~waves~ of ( Read more... )

Milly's here. Vash got to her when she arrived, apparently. I'm so glad.I wonder if I shouldn't get my own place now that I'll be able to afford it. Vash's cats gave me the plague, I think. Furry little bastards. Robbing me with those eyes of theirs of my food. They got that shit from Vash, you know. Interview lists and propositions are ( Read more... )

I think this antiseptic spray failed me. Figures.