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[fatespoken]

Okay, here's a tip for you all. The pink and purple ones taste like cold medicine. The white ones taste like pure chalk. The green are mint-flavored chalk. Put them all together and you get a smorgasbord of nausea. Seriously, they're disgusting. Will make you puke if consumed over the limit.

And now that my self-imposed isolation (see: I was exploring the city), I have a few choice words for a few people.

EDEN: Next time you decide to run off to an insane vampire, please tell me beforehand so I can kick your ass.

PRINCESS: I haven't forgotten. Scout's honor. And you barely won, keep that in mind.

THOMAS: Hey- Sorry, that was really bad timing for me to suddenly go MIA. Are you alright now?

GILES: Indiana Fucking Jones.

HOUSE: I need a perscription and you're a doctor. And I got pretty interesting referral to you from a friend.

EVERYONE ELSE: If you any you even mentions a word about me being a cute child, I will ignore you for the rest of my time here. No lie - my promise is gold.


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What a fucking week.

And there has to be some sort of medical practitioner here that isn't a hardass. Otherwise, I guess I'll just have to use...that.

You'd think they'd slacken up their policies here.

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Comments

[fatespoken]

Did he have an overabundance of body hair in human form? I've always wondered about that.

[eiremagic]

No.

[fatespoken]

Must shave.

So he didn't try to eat you?

[eiremagic]

He came to get me.

[fatespoken]

....

You always get into these sorts of situations, don't you? A magnetism for attraction special people.

[eiremagic]

Are you special?

[fatespoken]

Not really.

Unless you count being awesome as special.

[eiremagic]

You're not that awesome.

And me brother and me boyfriend are both normal.

[fatespoken]

I think I do pretty well.

So it's just your feminine charm attracting them over, huh?

[eiremagic]

Well enough, I guess.

....something like that.

[fatespoken]

...So, by the way- These are peeps, if you wer wondering:

[eiremagic]

...what are they made of?

[fatespoken]

Marshmallow, Sugar, and yellow food dye.

Delicious.

[eiremagic]

Far be it for me to judge the shite you put in your mouth, Amory.

[fatespoken]

...We're talking about marshmallow chickens.

No need to be so serious.

[eiremagic]

Hey. I'm just saying.

[fatespoken]

Hey, try it sometime. You might end up loving them.

[eiremagic]

Yeah, that's true enough.

But then you would give me crap, so I'll make it me personal mission to hate them.

[fatespoken]

I'm not going to make you try them.

[eiremagic]

All right, what did I say?

Fuck, Eoin did that to me too.