[OOC: Eh I have to go to bed, am afraid. Is ridiculously early and I have an essay to edit, hand in, and a room to pack away :'( A demain... or, well, later today...]
[OOC: Sorry I'm having horrendous PC probs due to being at home- I can't edit entries without likely burning down the house. So I'll have to continue haikus another day when I am less suicidal too. :( Sigh. Feel free to talk to the annoying git tho. S'just a bit too much to faff around with the amazing exploding PC and write IC poetry. Ick. Thank God he doesn't expect ME to know all his languages.]
[OOC: Ah, but that's what babelfish is for! 's ok, I need to head out to a birthday party anyway. *hugs* Feel better! And he is very happy to have his friend back.]
[OOC: ....what is this babelfish of which you speak? He uses *my* linguistic ability 90% of the time. Git is lucky I'm an obsessive learner, eh? ;) Have fun at the party - have some cake for me!- and I'll do my best at feeling better... Metaboo's glad to be back and not ostracised. And writing haiku. He likes haiku... *shakes head* And conversation other than someone bitching about god/talking about sex. Poor bugger.]
[OOC: Aww... yeah, the Sorcerer's not one for ostracising without a damn good reason. Too many people he lives with are just plain koky. And he likes good, intelligent conversation. In a way I'm actually not that surprised they get along. ANd it's good for him to have a friend like the Metatron.]
[OOC: Do we think the angel judges much when he'd still - actually- still will hold 'polite' conversation with all of the fallen? ;) I'm not surprised either. Damnit. Haiku hard. Why can't he like rhyming couplets? At least he doesn't want me to write that cheese epic for real... *grumbles and bashes head into wall until at least thinks she thinks like an insane angel*]
[OOC: He's a bastard for double meaning. I can't tell if he or my mage is worse yet. I fear the meta-levels if I ever let the two talk ICly... *shudders* Hrm. He has had an idea tho... I live in fear of those.]
[OOC: I decided a long time ago not to segregate them... everyone. It makes for very weird conversations and sometimes some downright sanity-destroying concepts. But on the whole it seems to work out.]
[OOC: well considering Ethan-in-my-head jumped into Metaboo's closet and tried to go down on him whilst War held the door shut before running off for drinks with Lucy... *shudders* I'm not sure I want to put my angel through the hell Ethan'd be... heh. Plus I never liked RPing against myself. And they already talk too much... Ech just sobering up enough to write sorry ;)]
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[OOC: Eh I have to go to bed, am afraid. Is ridiculously early and I have an essay to edit, hand in, and a room to pack away :'( A demain... or, well, later today...]
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[OOC: A bientot then!]
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