Mun can't figure out Dreamwidth and feels like an idiot

[bye_to_yer_head]

Look mate, it can't be that different from th' other place. Yer th' one that knows how t' work this doovalacky, not me. Jus' figure it out alroight?

Try clickin' that thing, no that one.

Yeah see, ya made it do ... somethin'.

Comments

[quickly]

[Because Scout is a big ol' jerk he's going to stand here and laugh at your mun.

Seriously, he's just laughing.]

[bye_to_yer_head]

No one asked you. Don't ya got some soda t' drink or some dirty magazines t' read?

[quickly]

[Thanks for mentioning BONK! Sniper -- Scout's just going to pop one open now and drink it while he hovers over you.]

[bye_to_yer_head]

*Oh man, he can smell that and everything. That is some sugary disgusting sludge in a can you have there Scout. He wrinkles his nose and tries to swat him away.*

That smells like sugary death. What is in that?

[hates_hippies]

[Oh god, a BLU being pathetic, like RED would miss this.]

Having some technical difficulties, camper?

[bye_to_yer_head]

That ain't none 'f yer bloody business.

*Oh. That's a Soldier. That's a Soldier WAAAAAY closer than he ever wants to be to a Soldier. Dammit.*

It ain't nothin' a grenade can fix, so you can kindly jus' piss off.

[hates_hippies]

Then I will MAKE IT my bloody business, Baplo Bupkins!

[Oh look, he's smirking now.]

Well how about a shovel then?

[And shing~

yes that is indeed a shovel.]

[bye_to_yer_head]

Bap what now?

*That smirk is not a good sign. Neither is the shovel.*

Strewth. Look mate, I'm busy, I don't got toime fer this. Why don't ya go give a speeches to your heads or something.

[eyesofaserpent]

You're dog is a terrible guard dog.

[bye_to_yer_head]

She's young. Give her toime mate.

How's she doin' anyway?

[eyesofaserpent]

She's.... Well, she's healthy and energetic. No matter how much I try to train her otherwise "attack" means pounce a person and lick the crap out of them, not pounce a person and maul them.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Well she was supposed t' be more 'f a huntin' dog than a guard dog. At least she got the Pounce part down.

[orange_lightning]

Technical difficulties already, huh BLU?

[Guess who.]

[bye_to_yer_head]

Yea yea. Don't rub it in.

[orange_lightning]

Who me?

I was gonna ask if I could help. Looks like ya got enough trouble as is.

[bye_to_yer_head]

I don't even know what th' problem is.

i'm willing to offer assistance if you're still lost!

[cauliflower]

[ gives him a critical look............... ]

I'm slowly working it out... very... very slowly. /is inept

[bye_to_yer_head]

What?

you can do it!!

[cauliflower]

You washed your hands before touchin' anythin', right.

[ WHY DOES HE PEE IN A JAR. ]

[sentryslinger]

Need some help there, slim?

[bye_to_yer_head]

Probably. My mundane has spent an hour changin' th' colors 'f things no one will ever see.

I don't get it.

[sentryslinger]

Some people are real particular on the look of things, gettin' it just right. You wouldn't want to be stuck usin' somethin' only half-done, now would ya?

[not_very_maternal]

[Here sniper, have a woman with similar proportions to Momo, well except that she's taller than you.]

Not very used to technology either?

[bye_to_yer_head]

Nah. Don't need it. Seems loike a waste 'f toime from what I've seen.

[not_very_maternal]

I don't know about that, it certainly kept me fed.

But I didn't use it myself, I wasn't able to.