Blood is fine, everyone. She's staying with us for a little while...I just didn't want anyone to worry about her.

I don't think she really wants to talk to anyone, but I'll check with her, if anybody wants to stop by.

-Truth

((OOC: So. Truth has an evil twin. A fail!evil twin. Ladies, and gentlemen, say hello to Furio Tigre. He impersonated ( Read more... )

Note to self: Dress in black tomorrow. Or gray. That's a neutral color. I'll pick up a jacket later.

Christ, this hurts. Please, guys- I am not playing paintball. I know I was wearing a blue shirt today, but seriously?

-Truth

Justice: They moved us up to one of the Suite Calais rooms, no charge. I'm playing for the hotel now. Don't ask...they ( Read more... )

[The following is written in his journal, scribbled a few pages from the back cover and left with no explanation.]

( holy crap an image entry // CUT FOR YOU~ )

Okay. ...so at first, I'd thought maybe Justice was trying to say something about my clothes. It looks like this is just something going around, though.

Did everyone's wardrobe pull a fast one on them? I wound up with some...suits. It took me a little while to figure them out, but I think I got it.

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