Sep 22, 2008 20:49
So, apparently, some dinosaurs have minds of their own. Even when they come equipped with a built-in mindmeld which allows you to tell them what to do. That being said, I guess I shouldn't look a gift raptor in the mouth. She is, after all, the main reason I'm here now and not still somewhere else. Honestly, I'm just glad to be some place where the ground is not shuddering like the world's about to end every other minute. Oh, and I swear, if I never hear another bell, buzzer, or dingding noise again, I can shuffle off this mortal coil satisfied.
In the meantime, I need a nap. And a bath. And protein.
[ ooc :: Ran has not yet come home yet, "home" being Throne and Argent's place, where she is meant to be staying. She has been, all this time, stuck at the bottom of one of the ball catches at the end of the pinball machine, having slipped and slid down after trying to run after Chase, who got freaked out by all of the lights and sound caused by the Wilderness!pinball machine. She has not had her journal with her, having left it behind in her panic and still doesn't -- it last being in Sniper's possession. This entry is assumed to have been written from most likely Dino's journal -- who was the one who eventually rescued her and with whom -- I'm assuming, still need to re-verify with Ember -- she spent some time with on her own before checking in. She has not had the time to really look over the entries from when she was gone, but is aware that people are looking for her.]
[lucy],
[wilderness :: pinball],
[smoke],
[arrow],
[argent],
[kanin],
[bastet],
some old movie from the 1940s,
[cross],
[dash],
this is why you can't have nice things,
they sphere is pointing and laughing,
[scales],
something worth dying for,
[sniper]