Sep 25, 2009 13:28
[Early in the morning, the sounds of barking coming in over the journal results in Yuri lazily patting around his bed, looking for his journal and sleepily mumbling.]
Mmm ... Judy? Where's my--
[... Wait. Waaaaaait. Why is everything he's hitting soft and plush. Opening his eyes now ...-- Oh god, he fell into a subspace of hell overnight, didn't he. Surrounded by stuffed animals and WHY THE HELL ARE THE WALLS PINK.
... Oh. Oh. Right. Experiment. Dammit. Time to start sighing now.]
Oh hell. [Doodoodoo, getting out of this plushie moshpit and looking for a mirror, even if this voice sounds very familiar, like it belongs to a certain br--] ... You gotta be kidding me.
[Couple of moments of silence here. It's a good thing the journal isn't close enough to "her" to show the world "her" look of complete horror. Sorry Luceti, no panicked screams coming from what was once Yuri Lowell.]
Ugh, dammit. ... Gotta get out of here before someone comes in.
[However, if anyone should walk in, they'll find "Usagi" in her cute little nightie, going through some drawers to look for any plain and basic looking clothes. Ugh ... this is what he gets for saying how "lucky" he was yesterday.]
event,
dammit everyone,
dammit malnosso,
dammit usagi,
oh goddammit,
will troll later