Jan. 24th, 2015

angel_of_death: (Side-glance)
[personal profile] angel_of_death
 You win, typist. I do... miss them. I guess. It's been awfully quiet.

[And he has been in somewhat of a slumber for a few months. So, it's time to stretch his limbs-- in the literal sense as well as the figurative. Arms raised over his head in a languid arch, he doesn't even bother to stifle the yawn that escapes him.]

I'd forgotten what it was like not being able to share my thoughts with others. It's... [Stifling. Suffocating. Those are the words that come to mind, but he tones it down. He doesn't like to appear weak. It isn't even about hiding weakness from others-- he doesn't even want to admit it to himself.]

Irritating. It's bloody well irritating, that's what it is. 

[He deliberately falls back, stretching out the length of whatever flooring it is that exists in this place between places as he absently runs a hand through his hair.]

You've got that application ready. Go on and send it in. Soon, if you please.
starkshewolf: (Default)
[personal profile] starkshewolf
You forget about me for ages.

You don't even update my pictures to keep in with the latest series - and I know you can do that, I've seen you looking for the pictures for other characters! 

And now you think you can just pick me up and I'll be happy to play along? Valar morghulis. All men must die. That applies to muns too.

... I suppose finding Gendry or Hot Pie again wouldn't be too bad though.

I've got to finish my list. And I need to find Sansa again. Then we can both go and stay with Jon.

oceangem: (Default)
[personal profile] oceangem
Mun? Is that the right word? You humans, and your weird customs. I'm flattered that you want to drag me somewhere, but why me? Why not the bird, or that overgrown purple cat, or even the cube? You don't even know anything about me! You have absolutely no idea if I'm going to turn out to be a good guy, or if I'm going to come back to Earth, and, [she sighs] as you say, "Fuck shit up."

I'm not going to change your mind, am I?

Please don't trap me inside a mirror.

Next part cut for sexual talk )
makesthetruth: (Cry)
[personal profile] makesthetruth
Wh- what is th- this place...? Hmm? A place for others to meet others? B- but... I have a lot of work to do...!

I can't do my job if-... if I'm stuck here! This is enough to make an old man c- cry...!

[With that, Blaise starts tearing up and sniffling.]
damerose: (Rose.)
[personal profile] damerose
So... I'm the only one who hasn't asked for a paid account. That should tell you something, yeah?
legday: (unlike sonic i don't chuckle)
[personal profile] legday
Why, yes. Yes, all of that really did happen. No need to look too impressed! It is, after all, just another day in the life of Knuckles.

The super totally awesome never remotely made up life of Knuckles.

Which is me.



Knuckles.
carlavaleri: (Default)
[personal profile] carlavaleri
You're right, that plot did have more holes in it than Swiss cheese.

And I have to say, Frank on a motorcycle? Not really my cup of tea. I prefer my transportation to have seat belts and doors. Especially with him driving.