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Oh joy. That reject is back. I do hope he's giving a good spanking, mm?

I suppose things should be readied for him. Not that I am going to do so. I jsut painted my nails after all~

Current Mood: cranky

Darling Knives,

Now what am I suppose to shoot? The Leggie-in-a-box just ran off and left me. To DRY. PFT!

♥~
Elendira~

Current Mood: crushed

Honestly. What does he think I am anyways? Like I will go out there to scrape his ass off the sidewalk again.

I do hope that some people are having a good time. I am going to hide under the covers with all the hot chocolate and brandy and watch sad old movies until I cry.

Current Mood: cold

Well there. Didn't I tell some people it will get worse? Pft. At least this fur is ever so nice and warm. And really, the only difference between a sand storm and a snow storm is what the winds are flinging about. So. Just stay in if you can't outrun the winds, mmkay?

Oh! I forgot. Legato? So sorry about not finishing with your rooms' paneling, but duty calls~

Current Mood: amused

Well. That is just such a fine mess. Leave me here. With him. Alone. Whatever shall I do? Outside use him for a nailcushion~

At least someone should be nice and relaxed for a little bitty bit. After all, big brother is not watching anymore.

Current Mood: bitchy

I feel like I've been stuck in a bad hangover for the past several days. It feels so strange, like the world's going by and yet I can't do anything to stop it. To take a moment and start finding something that fits. I feel... like my skin's peeling off and my bones are itching and I so know that isn't something that was caused by someone else. Who am I? What am I? Don't people know this by my age?

Ah well, listen to me. Silly silly dreams. I shouldn't let them bother me. Especially when there's fun outside and I can't do a thing.

Sigh.

[ooc; for the uninformed, Elendira has been hit by the nightmare Cor and is just talking to talk. Just wait though. Once she gets over the sadness, she'll be throwing stuff at the occupants of the Ark]

Current Mood: guilty

You really are such a child. Tcht. I suppose once you two do your thing, I'll collect him. Or maybe just nail him to a wall, mm?

What a pathetic child. Really.

Current Mood: irate

Aliens? What? Darling, are you feeling well? Or is this another one of those strange things that happens when the whole City is sharing the same fumes?

Pft. We're all aliens. Think, dolls. Why else would we not know anything about this fine City, mm?

Oh, and Legato~ Be a good boy and rest up. Or I'll sic Zazie after you~

Current Mood: grumpy

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