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Mello's turn to come home late, spattered in guts and gore and a little bit of brain.
Zombie room. What can you do? -
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There are good days, and there are bad days. Today is a good day, so he heads back to Matt's room. He's been gone; he hides out, when he gets the spins or can't stop some of the more embarassing twitches or ticks or physical reactions.
But today, Mello is good, so he comes back with a tupperware of reheated tacos and a bottle of coke. I'm-sorry -
chance encounters
He smokes in the hallways, because he's scared that he'll drop a butt and light his bed on fire. The idea of being engulfed in flames again so soon is just a little too much for Mello to handle.
So, he smokes in the hall. This is where he drinks, too. -
Babel Braid
“Once upon a time,” says Near, “there was a tower ( Read more... ) -
intervention, one can only hope
The drugs make it really easy to just... lose track. What had previously been an effective twenty to eight sleep schedule morphs into a kind of blurr of dozing, wakefulness (pain) then medication and sleep. He gets out of bed sometimes to use the bathroom, occasionally to throw up. He doesn't remember to shower (can't, really, with the burns.) ( Read more... ) -
Nearly
*He doesn't crash into her, he just... stops dead in his tracks. Is that a Near with tits?*
Am I hallucinating? -
ooc questionnaire
Name you are known by: Mello
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nearing the breaking point
Submit.
Shallow dip inside
and past the bland
cover, the mild-mannered
calculator functions of
now now now and
they see you.
Submit.
Towering presence so
Of course you should
Obey what he says the wife
To the husband bound by
Tightly compressed vows.
Submit.
Deep inside like the mocked
Monsters of your childhood and
Your praised fears of a shadow
Antagonist ( Read more... )