Fuck you, Animus. Fuck you and the horse you rode on and the shoes nailed to its feet and the road you traveled.

Why? Not like you assholes will answer. But why her?

Fuck you. And fuck creativity.

I'm out walking. Don't find me.

[[ooc: Delayed thanks to the promised internet connection being non-existant, like I had a feeling it would. I have ( Read more... )

Fucking hell. All that, and then we lose? We had shit to get back! Dammit. I hate this city.

We needed to win. I can't... if she... if ( Read more... )

[A very drunk Gojyo is poking at the PCD. He nods, sitting up rather unsteadily and looking into it ( Read more... )

[Gojyo is sitting on the couch, looking at the PCD for a minute. He's turned on the couch so that his back is to the window to the side of the couch ( Read more... )

I'm glad to see all of the lovely ladies showing up here. This place needed more of them ( Read more... )

What the fuck happened? Where did the bastard go? Is this some sort of illusion, like the one on the stairs? Hell. Snow up to my knees? Nothing like being punched by Sanzo and then having everything change. Shit, it's soaking through my pants. I like things wet, but not cold and wet ( Read more... )