I'm a dreamer but can only dream as

[eamesofdreams]

I still have like a billion tags, oy. I'm working on them, I swear ... No, really. Here, let me take the time I should be tagging by babbling about one of my favourite things.

How did you come up with your character? Did they just seem to fit? Too cool to be true? Why'd you decide to play them, really? Verse too, if you wanna

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[pointwoman]

Fucking weird life fuck yeah.

[eamesofdreams]

He has no feelings.

[pointwoman]

Oh, okay then.

So how would he not-feel about bumping into Arthur again?

[eamesofdreams]

I wouldn't mind. Eames still doesn't know what to actually do though. Because failure to communicate = just not communicating. I'm swamped tonight though. And I still have that tag on the other post? I think it's the only one?

[dreamsofmazes]

sdfadsjkfhjkadsfh IM SO GLAD YOU MADE EAMES! SO SO GLAD!

[eamesofdreams]

COME TO MY BOSSOM. and also explain to Eames why they need a bigger bed >.> moohahahaha.

[dreamsofmazes]

*comes* Shit that sounds pervy. WHAT HAVE WE BECOME! She will get right on that. She has a good theory.

[eamesofdreams]

GLORIOUS AND MAGNIFICENT BABY, GLORIOUS AND MAGNIFICENT. No, you can take your time. I just think it's hilarious because he's all BUT ARTHUR CAN FIT IN YOUR BED.

[specifics]

/DRIVEBY

love.

obv.

/goes back out into the cold now >_>;;;
/misses you all with the missing of a thousand explosives

....just go with that metaphor plz........never mind logistics....

<3

[eamesofdreams]

WE ARE THE PARTICLES OF SAID EXPLOSION DRIFTING AWAY FROM EACH OTHER. I WILL MISS YOU MY LITTLE PARTICLE FRIEND.

[mutedpoint]

I've finally meandered my way here.

It only took me, what? 5 hours?

[eamesofdreams]

It's okay, at least it wasn't limbo time.

[mutedpoint]

I also have nothing constructive to say other than squealing while spinning around on my chair.

[eamesofdreams]

ARE YOU GOING TO SPIN AND SPIN? SHOULD I BE WORRIED?