[GASP. WHAT IS THIS SPAMMY NONSENSE.]whateverthemessJune 21 2010, 06:28:28 UTC
[Murphy gives her a Grumpy Old Lady look.] What'd he do?
[Because she would never just pass out. SHE IS THE TERMINATOR--or something. ...Her focus has actually shifted off of Cissie for a second as she scans the room for familiar faces. Which, well, most of them are familiar, because Barge, duh, Murphy. Everyone looks familiar. It's like a high school.
A really big, floating high school.
With really weird field trips. She rubs at her eyes with her fingertips.] ...Should've saved themselves the funding on that one.
[I KIND OF HOPE CONCUSSED SAM IS AWAKE TO HEAR THE TWO DRUGGIES TALKING. AND CONTRIBUTE.]whateverthemessJune 21 2010, 07:05:10 UTC
[She almost says 'What did your mom do last night' a la one of her nephews, and ends up snickering at herself instead.] What did the angelic asshat do. To me.
[She leans back and closes her eyes, flopping her head back and forth on the pillow in a kind-of-sort-of-headshake.] School board. They need to get better supplies for the gym. Cement does not a good dodge ball make.
[I SECOND THIS.]notarrowetteJune 21 2010, 07:12:04 UTC
[Cissie wrinkles her nose, rubbing at her eyes sleepily. She repeats what Murphy said because... it's not really computing.] Angelic ass... Oh! Gabriel? ...What school board?
[IT'S THREE AM. DO YOU KNOW WHERE YOUR WITTICISMS ARE?]whateverthemessJune 21 2010, 07:23:56 UTC
[Which only leads to the image of Gabriel on heaven's school board, complete with knit sweater vest and snooty glasses, and Murphy's snickering turns into a wheezy laugh.] Oh God, the sex ed there must be awful.
...Maybe that's what they were at the community center for. [And she has a gigglefit. Because now she's imagining Gabriel in glasses and a sweater vest teaching a room full of attentive, drooling zombies. While the big one sits in back, pulling a crying woman's hair.]
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[Because she would never just pass out. SHE IS THE TERMINATOR--or something. ...Her focus has actually shifted off of Cissie for a second as she scans the room for familiar faces. Which, well, most of them are familiar, because Barge, duh, Murphy. Everyone looks familiar. It's like a high school.
A really big, floating high school.
With really weird field trips. She rubs at her eyes with her fingertips.] ...Should've saved themselves the funding on that one.
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[Like she doesn't know who you mean, pfft. But now she's curious.] ...What funding?
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[She leans back and closes her eyes, flopping her head back and forth on the pillow in a kind-of-sort-of-headshake.] School board. They need to get better supplies for the gym. Cement does not a good dodge ball make.
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Sex ed... in a world overrun by zombies... [He groans and rubs his head.] I don't even wanna think about that.
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