25 August 2013 @ 09:19 pm
 
What if you've still got a husband from the last time?

Shouldn't I have gotten his stuff when he left since I'm eligible for a second one?
 
 
17 April 2013 @ 06:28 pm
 
I found stuff & wondered was it from anybody cos dante doesn't spell & read..?



In the dark depths of the Soul
Resides a Man I no longer know
A Man who once knew how to love
A Man who once knew Friendship
Excitement
Happiness
Fulfillment
A Man I no longer know




The blood
Everywhere
The blood
Calls
The blood
Thrives
The blood
Cries
The blood
The blood
The blood




I woke up one day in a world
Full of adventure and wonder
A world I hated and despised
A world that had no place for me
A world like any other except
Friendship I could not realize
Was the best thing to happen to me
A friendship lost and gone away
A friendship and people far away
A world that abandoned me




Man
Monster
WORDS without meaning
WORDS used to define
WORDS that contain me
WORDS that control me
They keep me in line
WORDS used to define




She wandered into my life
During a time of strife
She wandered into my heart
During the worst part
She wandered away
When I needed her that day
She wandered in again
When I'd forgotten the pain
She wandered afar
And it was so far
And it was so far
She wandered where I couldn't reach
If only I could drink bleach




cos if he did i might think it's cos the cool guy is gone but he isn't that lame??

& he wasn't a girl
 
 
27 February 2013 @ 09:45 am
Now that you are no longer my hostage, may I still call you Alois?
 
 
25 February 2013 @ 07:13 pm
This is boring.

There should be more hostages.
 
 
25 February 2013 @ 02:23 pm
How many hostages are necessary to precipitate a hostage crisis?

...

This is not a theoretical question.
 
 
WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU FUCKING THINKING YOU LITTLE FUCKING SHIT

what the fuck that was my fucking blood supply for A FUCKING WEEK

HOW THE FUCK DO YOU THINK ARE ARE GETTING THESE STAINS OUT OF THE FUCKING CARPET

DANTE DON'T YOU FUCKING TRY TO PROTECT HIM
 
 
see, coming over was okay!!

。◕‿◕)╭ hey, hey, maaaaybe we should do that more when we're done w/ them for good & kaworu can come too & then we can do stuff that's not w/ stupid shitty babies~
 
 
17 October 2012 @ 05:00 pm
 
tODAY, i LEARNED A VERY IMPORTANT LESSON,

wHICH IS,

uHH,

tHAT YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO DROP, uHH, a HUMAN WRIGGLE SIMULATOR,
oUT OF YOUR WINDOW ON A NICE DAY,
iT IS ONLY A SIMULATION, aND CAN NOT APPRECIATE A GENTLE BREEZE,
nOR DOES IT UNDERSTAND THE PHENOMENA OF THE FOLIAGE SPECTRUM,



aLSO, hORNS AND WINDOWS DO NOT MIX,
 
 
17 October 2012 @ 03:53 pm
 
what the hell is all that noise.

damn i need to turn up the music.
 
 
21 July 2012 @ 05:38 pm
 
That was awesome!! & I think some exploded!!
 
 
20 July 2012 @ 10:44 am
When: the afternoon of July 20th, after summer camp lets out.
Where: Kaworu & Billy's Apartment.
Who: Kaworu, Dave Strider, Billy, Alois, and anyone else who tagged along from camp or wrangled an invite.
What:  Kaworu wants to watch Ferris Bueller's Day Off to learn how to be a real boy.  The others help.

Kaworu had not had guests since Ryoji left the island.  A brief consultation of appropriate hosting behavior on his phone (as soon as he texted an invitation to Mister Trancy) lead him to believe that microwaving popcorn was the correct opening gesture, so he promptly headed into the kitchen, humming under his breath, to sort through the bomb-shelter worthy selection of microwavable foods he had in his cupboards.  Yes.  There was popcorn.

He had already checked, and Netpix did indeed have the movie in question available for instant viewing, so the rest of his preparations should be nearly effortless.  It was simply a matter of waiting for everyone to arrive.

 
 
16 June 2012 @ 04:18 pm
 
Go away already. It's too noisy.
 
 
05 June 2012 @ 10:50 am
 
i think ill just keep the curtain
 
 
03 June 2012 @ 06:41 pm
I'm flattered, but more importantly, I'm not Dub Buckhorn.

How is that even close to my name?

edited 18:48: It's also not Oddur.

edited 18:58: It's definitely not Fudereick Odeeagard either.

edited 19:03: Fibbick is closer. Almost.

edited 20:31: Nor Fubbuck Odurr.
 
 
03 June 2012 @ 02:03 pm
HOT OR NOT

just vote if these ppl are hot or not.



HUNKASAURUS

HOT OR NOT




CANT SEE HIS EYES BUT YOU DONT NEED TO

HOT OR NOT




DUB BUCKHORN

HOT OR NOT




PUT SOME CLOTHES ON THERE ARE KIDS HERE

HOT OR NOT




UNFORTUNATE NAME #2

HOT OR NOT




UM HES PROB RICH OR SOMETHING

HOT OR NOT




HAHAHAHA

HOT OR NOT
 
 
18 May 2012 @ 06:43 am
All roght, first things first. Belarus, Ms. Blake, Poland, Roxy Lalonde, Ms. Magnus, Ms. Satonaka, Mr. Tra... Alois, Mr. Nagisa, Mr. Vantas, Mr. Xavier, Altair... I need you all to check in with me as soon as possible. Anyone see what happened to your roommates?


... I sure as Hell didn't see what happened to mine.


When did you see them last? Any signs of a disturbance to report? Anything out of the ordinary at all?
 
 
17 May 2012 @ 10:29 pm
Where:  Varying underground locations somewhere on the island.
When: Early morning on the eighteenth through the end of the twenty-first.
Who: Seven teams of two people, listed below.
Why:  Because nobody likes a snoop.

Starting the morning on the eighteenth, there are seven new local cable channels available on island TV.  There are no ads announcing them, so only people channel-surfing will run across them at first.  Each channel shows something rather shocking:  two people held together by a pair of thick, futuristic shackles made of some strange white plastic.  They're somewhere underground, and followed constantly by hidden cameras in their surroundings.  Welcome to the strangest reality TV show ever.

For those seven teams, however, life is significantly worse.  They'll wake up in the darkness, shackled to someone they may or may not know.  They'll be wearing whatever clothes they wore yesterday (thankfully, not whatever they wore to bed).  They'll be carrying anything they usually carry, though any weapon will be lacking extra ammunition beyond the load it started with.  Their electronic devices will not connect to any networks or receive any signal, but will otherwise behave normally.  Worst, however, any supernatural abilities they possess will be dampened -- subtly for some, more extremely for others (sorry Jade).

The shackles will not cut or break.  Any attempt to remove them merely tightens them.  There is no visible lock to pick.  Examine or struggle how you will, but short of severing your forearm there's no certain way to remove them.

So:  where the Hell are you, anyway?

Check out the threads below for answers.

Team One: Tim – Jade

Team Two: Finnick – Remus

Team Three: Jack – Kaylee

Team Four: Sherlock – Davesprite

Team Five: Natasha – Feferi

Team Six: Naoto – Ramona

Team Seven: Jenny – Nathan

 



 
 
06 May 2012 @ 01:43 pm
I'm sorry everyone had to see that.

On the bright side, the third boat is finished. I'll be at sea for a while.
 
 
27 April 2012 @ 09:32 am
 
Everybody's all fucked up.