suitcaseofnails: (can you see me)
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]
suitcaseofnails: (brood)
I'm not a religious person. I think most people know that after talking to me. I don't believe in a higher purpose or a higher being because there never been anything of the sort where I come from. Everything dries up under the suns, you know? But...

Ah, never mind. I guess I am just a silly as usual.

filtered to conrad; unhackable

Tell me when she is better, please? I'd like to bring Lilith something when she's awake.

/filter

filtered to abel; unhackable

Now, when you go off on your little rage, do be careful and not tear up your clothing too much, mmkay? Oh, and please don't give me that red look right now, you so do not scare me with all the fangs and such.

/filter

Oh. Luke dear? A word about that last suit you ordered, mmkay?
suitcaseofnails: (just telling how it is)
Honestly. Just how hard is it to get a decent radio program on all the time? I'd rather listen to mating baboons then the rot that's on now.

Pft.

I even dislike the 'latest and greatest hot and steamy novel' I bought today. God. How boring. How simple.

So. Going out. Maybe I'll get my dance card filled tonight~