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[queenofplastics]

God, like, what kind of City lets its zoo free? Now I can't go out, I can't do my job, and I so can't even go out to eat, like, good food. Good fat-free, sugar-free food.

And, Jesus, the worst part is- I totally can't even hook up with guys right now. Hell if I want to get attacked by monsters just because some jackass declares war or whatever.

Comments

[decade_of_rot]

...

It'll probably be over soon. We're all out looking for him.

[queenofplastics]

Good. God, the police don't do, like, anything here. It's really sad.

[decade_of_rot]

Hm. It's good that some of the people here are proactive, then.

[queenofplastics]

Duh. Who's going to come to my rescue when I scream 'rape'?

[nobodyneedknow]

I don't know if I'd like if you went home.

[queenofplastics]

Oh, Dorian, you're so sweet. You make me feel so good about myself.

[nobodyneedknow]

Do I? I'm pleased, then.

[queenofplastics]

You're not, like, hurt, right?

Or, like-

[SHE REMEMBERS THE WHOLE GRANDFATHER ABUSE THING]

-nevermind.

[withonestone]

War is rarely glamorous.

[queenofplastics]

Not unless you watch it on TV.

[withonestone]

That's hardly the same.

[queenofplastics]

Ugh, whatever. It's retarded and a waste of my tax dollars.

[not_so_smooth]

Wow.

[queenofplastics]

Wow what?

[not_so_smooth]

You're just... special.

[queenofplastics]

Says the one who tied me up.

[deathbutler]

Amen.

[queenofplastics]

Ugh, this is so retarded.

[deathbutler]

Tell me about it.

It should blow over, but until then- uch.

[queenofplastics]

Can't you, like, take care of this? That's what you do, right?