It was so real. We were in Los Angeles for some stupid gaming expo. I thought girls weren't even supposed to go to those things. There shouldn't have been that many trying to steal his underwear or rip the shirt right off him ( Read more... )

Schuldig, I don't know what the fuck you were thinking of sliding in there at the end of yours and Axel's broadcast that I was the Crimson King. I'm pretty fucking sure that I'd know if I was. Keep that shit up, and Matt isn't going to want to get into bed with me. I like it when Matt's end bed with me. If I don't get any, I will make sure ( Read more... )

So who am I shooting to get out of this bed? I am not sitting here anymore. Fair warning to get the hell out of my way.

What the fuck happened to my chocolate?!

Damn it, I'm not in charge around here! Where is everyone?

(mutter) Going to have to shoot Lannister -and- Hewley later. The least Brienne could have done for me was keep that apple-bottom for me to watch ( Read more... )

Guess what? I'm cold. It has to be fucking nine degrees out there. Leather is not the best material to wear out there.

My boss is a fucking kid right now, one that I feel could use a serious arse-kicking. Before the week is out, people can expect Jamie Lannister to be walking around missing a body part of two ( Read more... )

Fucking rookies trying to do something. Guns blazing doesn't work most of the time. A good kidnapping on the other hand ( Read more... )

I was going through the few things Matt left behind. His cigarettes. He must have stockpiled them. He was hiding a bar of my chocolate. Was probably saving it incase I was threatening to shoot someone. There's this piece of metal too that I hadn't seen before. Same material as that giant sharp key except that it's a heart shape... sort of ( Read more... )

He's gone again. I suppose it was only a matter of time. I found him a little game in the city at one of those stalls. Came home, and there's no one here. Waited all night, and... sometimes you just know they're gone. Maybe he didn't go home but some place else. There could be a world where he isn't dead.

First one to say a word, I fucking kill.

(Mello is an unhappy Mello-leopard. At least the spotting mixes in with his scars. Anyone trying to find him will see a tail poking out of the blankets waving back and forth in that pissed off cat way and two green eyes watching them in annoyance... and the barrel of a gun pointing out at them.)

((Mello is multitasking given the noise in the background as he moves around the room and moves things.))She had to come back to life, didn't she? Damn. Matt was right in that people forget she is a murderer, not to mention one of the more mentally unstable people around. Now maybe she'll realize what it's like. I died by one of those things. ( Read more... )