&. in retrograde

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I don't expect this will be any different than the other first times...

...well. Hello.

[ooc; anyyyyyoooone???]

[voice]

I'm really happy for you, and I'm going to let you finish but-




[THE LONGEST PAUSE]


...actually, no.

[ooc; JACK IT. LIKE A PRO.]

...is he gone? Badou?


Mr. Gandor, I'd like my job again, if I can.

[ooc; fff parents, kidnapp, brb with the replies.]

[video]

[The device flickers on on Naoto in her dark living room. This time, instead of complaining as soon as she arrived, she went to her apartment. She's frowning, and there's good reason.]

I understand we're not the closest friends, but one of you could have come to open a window. [There's a pause, and she tries to flick the lights on. Nope, no luck. Sorry Naoto, this is what happens when you disappear for a month and don't pay your bills and rent. 8D;

She sniffs slightly, before scrunching up her nose in disgust. Well, that's at least one body, the question remaining is: what animal?]

...or fed the cats.

[ooc; SO YEAH. SHE'S BACK. FROM OUTERSPACE. Because DOGS is really slow on the updates so there will be no canon update for a while, therefore she just spent some time in outerspace. Chillin'. Meanwhile, they cut off her power, water, and the cats have become wild and learnt how to leave the apartment and hunt for pigeons. CAN SOMEONE PASS HER THE MR. PROPER?]

I recquire a doctor who is capable of healing bullet injuries.

The victim idiot who injured person is at the carousel.

[ooc; ...and then we'll meet you there.]

...[the smallest sigh]

You insist on intruding. At least respect boundaries.

[ooc; oh please...anyone...from dogs...please. and others, durh. ETA: headache. sleep. backdate?]

[VIDEO]

Who--



Who did this?

[ooc; read: my precious sword, baw.]

( private; unhackable; )
public;

I think...this must be how it was in my country, centuries and centuries ago... Maybe primitive...

The human ideals remain the same. Don't step on my territory. I'll only welcome you when I need something in exchange... So this is evolution?

[ooc; Has been avoiding the world since Saturday. AND I AM going on a limb here and saying she's the Obligatory Japanese Person of her canon.]

private to Heine;

It's over. Don't even bother asking why.

public;

Men. What do we need them for, anyway? Either they promise never to leave, then they do, or they would rather go around in circles forever, or they only find they want you when it's convenient to them. Idiots.

[ooc; Days of Our Young And Restless Passions. Heine and Naoto...er...it's complicated. Are together in that hurt-comforta/hate-comfort sort of thing that really messes a person up, and it's like something out of Oprah. And probably safe to assume this post won't be worksafe]

[private]

Pathetic, pathetic, pathetic. Can't even dissimulate it anymore. Stupid clock.

[public]

Methods to drown out the ticking once pets don't cut it? Heine, you can shut up. You're already clinically insane.

We've been through this before. Respect your boundaries and leave Nill alone.

[ooc; Anything goes! Do I hear Campanella? Going once, going twice, BEGGING FOR IT?]

Do not forget that the three studied philosophers will be Kant, Descartes and Plato. I'm fully aware that most of you are dying to study Nietzsche, as well. Maybe when you grow up a little.

Seniors are advised to come with their minds clear. Substances of any kind do not help you excel in my subject. This is Philosophy, not Art.

[ooc; Philosophy teacher at Cutlers Grammar School. ALL BOYS. HI BOYS.]

The photographs from yesterday are gone. What a pity. Some of them were- I wonder Zell must be

...I've seen it happen before, have gone through it, but I wonder...how do people react when someone they've met here returns with no memories of that...relationship.

Nill, I apologize for the way I treated you yesterday. I'm aware that we were both cursed.

I'd rather no-one ask me questions today.

[ooc; I Cannot Tell A Lie curse. HOW DID SHE FIND OUT: when answering the questions of a questionaire in the morning paper. Aloud.]

Nill, your punishment will be dealt with tonight before dinner. That's not the proper way for a lady to talk, young lady.

The next person to call me a 'tranny' is getting-

FREE HUGS.

[ooc; Cursed so badly. Opposite Day curse, like Heine and Nill so far. In various versions: does what she'd never do, says what she'd never say, does the OPPOSITE of what she'd do, says the OPPOSITE of what she'd say--AUGH THIS CURSE IS SO FLEXIBLE.]

Perhaps we should've kept a dinosaur and given it to Heine. He was reasonably less of a bitch when riding one.

...again. [sighs] Fine, whatever you want, City.

Badou? Heine? Nill? Zell?

...I don't remember them. Not their names. Not their occupations.

...only their weight.

[accidental voice post]

--really no need--no, give me back my shirt--

[LONG PAUSE]

Hmm. For the first time, this place is the safer option.


...I need a shirt.

[ooc; Back from chapter 35. Still has her coat, probably WEARING IT, because she never lets go of that thing. But it's still freezing.]