Billy found himself trying to come up with creative ways to defy Umbrage's newest decree. There weren't too many loopholes left to obnoxiously exploit. Maybe he could somehow injure himself while in bed at the appointed time, so as to belie her claim it was for their safety.

ooc: For the fake sister.

"Uh huh," Billy said. "Yeah I'm looking at the info right now. Uh huh. Can you deliver that? No I can pick it up. Just give me the address I can mapquest it."

He wrote down the info and promised he'd be by tomorrow to pick up the machine. He checked off an item on his list.

Karaoke Machine. Check.

[post is open]

Billy had been abducted and expermimented on by Aliens. He'd been beaned by a troll. He was still recovering from going on a homicidal rampage on an Alien Spacecraft ( Read more... )

His brain was on fire. That's what it felt like. Though he'd been unconscious at the time deep down he knew what it felt like to burn. The machine, the feeling of thoughts, ideas and beliefs not his own, ripping their way into his mind. That's what it felt like. LIke his brain was on fire. And his own father was doing this to him ( Read more... )

Billy was reclining in bed, reading some things for class. He'd welcome any sort of diversion. Though he should probably be carefull what he wishes for.

ooc: here primarily for a certain small, green visitor.

Every light was on. But it wasn't enough. He wasn't going out like this. Not if he could help it. He was currently lighting the candles he'd bought at sanctity to shine light on any remaining shadows.

ooc: door's closed, but post is open

Billy, in getting ready for his date with Ami, also decided to do a bit of cleaning. He still had notes and such from last semester scattered about and while searching through his desk for the can of polish he rarely used on his prosthetic, he put those away.

( cut for linkdrop )

He got the presents wrapped with no problems. He even got through most of the christmas cards just fine.

It wasn't until he got to the last one. The one he'd saved for last.

I'll be home, for Christmas

the radio was tuned to one of those 24/7 christmas stations. He figured it'd help him with the holiday spirit.

You can count on meThe card ( Read more... )

Billy sat at his desk, pondering the small box sitting on his desk. Duke had said that it was from Destro. did Billy really want anything Destro had to give him? Want anything to do with that life ( Read more... )

Billy had had a rather good time yesterday in the snow and so returned to his dorm room. He tossed his sleeping bag on the bed, and happened to spot two items on his desk. The first was a box, given to him by Destro, by way of Duke. The second was his cell phone, which was letting him know he had a message waiting.

"Message recieved, Sunday, ( Read more... )