( PROFILE )

( Posting guide )

[There's a small groan and a frustrated snort.]

I get it. There's again some shitty experiment going on. I don't care. I'm so fucking horny. And I'm a plant, guys, made of green stuff. How can I have a boner for anything else than photosynthesis? Well, I do, so bite me. It's been more than five months, I think I've been patient ( Read more... )

[Posted around noon.]

Okay, people. I know most of you don't love me. I don't give a shit to be honest. But I know a lot of you need a drink every now and then. We reopened the pub. Some of you might remember the guy who used to run it. He disappeared a long time ago. We've been cleaning up the place and it should be okay ( Read more... )

God damn... Just fuck. So what was the point of that, you bastards?

I hope everyone had fun reliving their pasts or whatever. [Said in sarcastically sweet tone of voice.] Nice pastime diversion. God damn I need a drink.

Speaking of which... Matt! Back to normal yet? How about some working finally?

[Yue, around six years old, is sitting on the kitchen floor of the house 20. He's eying the journal which lays on the floor few meters away. He's dressed in one of Katou's shirts, sleeves pooling around his wrists and the neck slipping over one bruised shoulder. His face looks like a battle field, bruised purple and cut open from several places ( Read more... )

[His voice echoes from something around him as he speaks, sounding a little shaky, quieter than usual.]

Anyone seen a katana in the woods? If you have picked up a sword in the last two weeks or something, I'd like to know. I want it back.

[He sounds tired, not angry but frustrated and a bit depressed, maybe.]

...I'm gonna need more cigarettes.

Geez, hello Luceti. Nothing has changed it seems. There's some sort of event going on, I see. A fucking experiment or whatever. Well, per-fucking-fect. Nothing seems to startle you people. You're so fucking content in your little lives here ( Read more... )

There's some fuckin' balance of horror in this place. Get one thing down, and there's somethin' bad waitin' around th'corner. Yeah, I didn't die to that hole in my side. That's what ya wanted to know, right? Tough nut to crack and all that jazz, try harder, assholes!

And, you, you redheaded asswipe! Those were my cigarettes, get a fuckin' pack of ( Read more... )

[voice]
Fuck...

[There's a small, watery groan coming from him, followed by wet coughing.] B-blood... I guess there's no fucking Heaven for a bastard like me. H-heh... And n-no wishes upon a falling star this time.

F-fuck you all, assholes.

[Action]

[He's dropped right to the city, southern part between the two rivers. He's bleeding all over ( Read more... )