I don't think any of us are going to want to even wear the costumes, luv. Certainly not if it's got somethin' to do with anything those mundanes of ours have cooked up.
I wish I didn't have to have a costume or that I could just wear the one that showed up at RED base after things started goin' back to normal, but I suppose we can't all get what we want.
[And Soldier will just be leaving for a few minutes. When he returns, he's carrying a computer. Said computer is very carelessly dropped on the ground below. Why did he buy a computer? Simple.
Soldier's understanding of computers is limited at best...actually his understanding of a lot of things is limited at best. HOWEVER, he knows that computers are linked by the internet. He also knows you can send information to a computer through the internet. So now, he plans on sending information (his foot) into his computer (his...actual computer). From there, it will travel to her computer, leap out of her monitor and BLAMO!!!
...his results varied, but he still managed to put his foot into the monitor. Somehow.]
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My thoughts exactly! I don't think he'd take too kindly to the idea, even if it is just a costume.
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[There's a lot of burning things that smell good, just not hair.]
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Yeah, I have. A long time ago.
[A very long time ago, when she used to keep it pretty for her dead somewhat boyfriend.]
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Maybe. If I keep it, I'll just burn it off.
[In the end, who needs scissors?]
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I FAP TO THIS ICON XD
I always think of that icon. XD
Me too :D
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Everything is cute.
It so is with them. I have no regrets.
ME NEITHER. SOMEHOW THIS ALL WORKS. xD
LIKE MAGIC
DO YOU BELIEVE IN MAGIC? I DO.
Sniper should, clearly! :D
Ride off into the sunset on a magical balloonicorn with her.
It'll be so romantic. Or comical. Or both. Romantical.
:D Both
Obligatory "are we fluffing yet?" goes here.
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You point me in the direction of you Mundane RIGHT NOW! I've got a boot with her name on it!
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OH FUXXXXXXXXXXX.
Now that the walking caps lock has come, Pyro knows she's in trouble.]
Um. Um.
Can you boot her through the screen?
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Do it!
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[And Soldier will just be leaving for a few minutes. When he returns, he's carrying a computer. Said computer is very carelessly dropped on the ground below. Why did he buy a computer? Simple.
Soldier's understanding of computers is limited at best...actually his understanding of a lot of things is limited at best. HOWEVER, he knows that computers are linked by the internet. He also knows you can send information to a computer through the internet. So now, he plans on sending information (his foot) into his computer (his...actual computer). From there, it will travel to her computer, leap out of her monitor and BLAMO!!!
...his results varied, but he still managed to put his foot into the monitor. Somehow.]
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'Sides, half th' people in Paradise won't even know what that is.
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*It's fleece too!*
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[But it's too late.]