[ ooc :: her hand writing is sloppy and slow.  she's just woken nightmare-style from mcqueen's dream ]

well there goes any chance of getting proper sleep tonight

anybody out there still awake or is everybody tucked in their shoebox beds dreaming much better dreams than me tonight

So it turns out the girl who lives down the hall was wrong, and I do have a generous bone left in my body.  Otherwise, how would I have managed to end up volunteered for an auction (prize to be won: me) to benefit -- of all things -- the building of a bar.  Full-Frontal's bar, no less, but I suppose the hardworking proletariat of the Sphere is ( Read more... )

Well.

The naked as a jaybird part I get - since that’s how birth works in real life. In fact, I get the goo part too (no explanation necessary, I’d hope). But can somebody, please clue me in as to what the cheer-up-emo-kid with the ridiculous sword has anything to do with being reborn? I can't tell if it's supposed to be metaphorical, ironic, or ( Read more... )