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Alright, well, I woke up in this rotten place once again; the same peeling paper, the same stinking mattress, the same annoying drip from the cracked sink in the disgusting lavatory (thank goodness I don't need to use the facilities, ever) and frankly I'm getting rather sick of this. For one thing, no one's left me any of that delicious white and ( Read more... )

Happy belated birthday, Fox. I thought about popping up out of your cake in something skimpy, but I realized all of your friends might've preferred if I was actually baked in it.

How was the party?

I need a favour from... someone. Anyone who's a friend of Jack's, who he trusts. I tried, but he remembers me leaving Alexandria without him, and before you give me shit for that, don't worry, I know it was wrong, etc etc. That's not the point of this, and I'm not asking this favour for me ( Read more... )

Just so you know, lover... Sullivan's got you marked for termination. It might be prudent, despite how I was so hellbent on convincing you that you had to return, that you stay away for a little while. Keep moving, and stay out of the dark, shadowy places. Walter's got some tricks up his sleeve...

If cannibalism were acceptable, who would you want to eat?

This town, and nearly everyone in it, hides something. There will always be dark corners that the sunlight can't touch, and in that darkness there is pain. Some people hide it well enough that we never see. Some don't bother, but you still have to reach into the shadows and feel around, push a few buttons ( Read more... )

Well... seems there are a few of us still out there. I hate to think that might be it, though... speak up, children ( Read more... )

The radio works. The television works! I've been watching the national networks when I'm not out hunting or knocked out by the sun (the sun) and it's a strange comfort to find out that nothing's really changed. O bla di, o bla da ( Read more... )

Remember when we used to be crazy? When we loved the smell of obedience and the light shining off the metal and the dampness of the straw lining the cellar floor...

I'd make them clean up after each other; I certainly wasn't going to do it. I loved their nudity, their breasts jiggling just the slightest bit as they trembled in fear, nipples hard ( Read more... )