*Luna walks tiredly through the dormitory lobby, looking at a green card in her hand. Though everyone's an immigrant to Caketown, it's not one of those green cards; It appears to have some sort of mystical properties, unbeknownst to it's holder.*

Is this Esperanto? What the hell does it say..?

*Though Luna's not at the Halloween party in person, she's having just as much fun MCing it over the school loudspeakers, throwing up her choice party tunes and acting like her bubbly self.

However, unbeknownst to Luna was the fact that the PA room was off limits for a reason..*

*In the school courtyard kicking a baseball from foot-to-foot in the fashion of hackeysack, and rapping between each kick, oh shi--*

Oh no you didn't~ *kick*

Sucka tried to blame me, but you never paid me~ *kick*

Oh no you di-- *kicks the ball through a window! BROKEN GLASS, EVERYWHERE.*...n't..

...

Shit.

*Being one of the more.. financially fortunate people in Caketown, Luna has little reason to actually take a job- she wakes up in the morning and dines on chilled gourmet fudge and eats braised imitation swordfish for dinner, for god's sake ( Read more... )

Axellll~ I got an idea!

*Sitting at table with her half-eaten omelette, tapping fork on plate dumbfoundedly*

So, it's that easy...

*PUNCHES DOOR DOWN WITH THE FORCE OF A DEITY*

SLAVE

*Breaks into the dorm housing the manliest members of the Seto cast, gripping her puppet tight enough to break the neck on a champagne bottle*

SLAVE