[ because Finland actually finds sweet things overwhelming, he managed to not get so pumped full of drugs as everyone else! unfortunately, that means absolutely nothing in the long run, because he got hit with ~affection and it unleashed his ruthlessly-suppressed cuddle bunny over the weekend. (feel free to have been on the receiving end of an aggressively loving SNUGGLE from a soft tiny Finn. or just hugs. or backrubs. maybe he braided your hair. or cooked for you... not that anyone else would see that as affection...) ]

Ah, it would be best for me to also apologize for the way I acted. I didn't mean to be so, um, overly-friendly? I really really assure you, that's not at all how I normally behave!!
 
 
Dave Strider
18 February 2012 @ 03:06 pm
im getting a totally sweet deal guys you should talk to him
i take back anything i said
i have the coolest roommate
not as cool as me of course
but damn hes up there


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rest of the shit is under here )

sorry for the conksuck scanner
i dont feel like redoing it
 
 
mood: accomplished
 
 
... I don't remember all of that, but sorry to everyone I punched in the face. Or hit with hard things. Or - you get the idea.

I feel like I've been giving off the wrong impression since I got here. I just want to make sure you all know I normally only punch confirmed bad people, not just... anyone I see.

[ ooc: Artemis was on fear, and as her response to fear is 'HIT IT IN THE FACE' she probably assaulted several people before she made it to a safe place and hid. Feel free to assume she ran into your character while in that state and terrible things happened. ]
 
 
Kaylee Frye [Firefly/Serenity]
18 February 2012 @ 08:30 pm
Awfully sorry if I botched up any work I was doin' for anybody in my super-mellow state! I felt so good and relaxed it was hard to concentrate on anythin', even tryin' to feed hungry animals... anyway, I promise I'll make everything right again! Just give me a little time!
 
 
18 February 2012 @ 09:54 pm
Charming place, this. Cozy.

[Jim isn't visible on camera, but the hospital is. Sterile floors, hospital cafeteria tables, and one very neatly manicured hand rolling an apple between fingers. Pausing. Rolling it back the other way.]

All fiction is implicitly metafictional. Did you know?

[He makes a sound like a hum and sets the apple down, getting to his feet.]

Anyone know where I can find the best book store in town?

I want to look up a few friends.