Do not pass go, do not collect £200
[Filtered within the happy therapy building of love and various other emotions]
[Crowley's got bored, guys. You shouldn't of let that happen, because a bored Crowley makes his own entertainment. While you guys have been whining or even breaking and actually sharing crap with the jokes that call themselves therapists, a certain demon has got his hands on files. What files you might ask? YOUR FILES.
He's currently flipping through them, enjoying all the deliciousness within. And now? Now he's going to share. Because that's what everyone wants right? SHARING]
Wow, Morgana, I didn't know you had an evil half-sister. [Low whistle] Bloody hell, you and Arthur could have a whole soap opera with what goes on in your world. Lost relatives, attempted poisonings, daddy issues up the wazoo, and I thought I was bad, there.
I do love the part where you kick Arthur's ass in a duel, though.
[Flip flip]
Speaking of which, seriously, Arthur. This thing reads like a history of how not to bring your child up, from conception onwards. It explain a lot about you, really. I never thought you had it in you to decide to top the old man, though. Good for you for growing a pair.
[He'll just be chilling in his corner, READING ALL YOUR SECRETS]
No wonder the castle sent us to this therapy business.
[[ooc: For the therapy loss, feel free to grab files, but start a new thread each time you read a new one!]]
[Crowley's got bored, guys. You shouldn't of let that happen, because a bored Crowley makes his own entertainment. While you guys have been whining or even breaking and actually sharing crap with the jokes that call themselves therapists, a certain demon has got his hands on files. What files you might ask? YOUR FILES.
He's currently flipping through them, enjoying all the deliciousness within. And now? Now he's going to share. Because that's what everyone wants right? SHARING]
Wow, Morgana, I didn't know you had an evil half-sister. [Low whistle] Bloody hell, you and Arthur could have a whole soap opera with what goes on in your world. Lost relatives, attempted poisonings, daddy issues up the wazoo, and I thought I was bad, there.
I do love the part where you kick Arthur's ass in a duel, though.
[Flip flip]
Speaking of which, seriously, Arthur. This thing reads like a history of how not to bring your child up, from conception onwards. It explain a lot about you, really. I never thought you had it in you to decide to top the old man, though. Good for you for growing a pair.
[He'll just be chilling in his corner, READING ALL YOUR SECRETS]
No wonder the castle sent us to this therapy business.
[[ooc: For the therapy loss, feel free to grab files, but start a new thread each time you read a new one!]]