It's a bird! It's a plane!

Flyte: 1. vb. to scold or rail at 2. n. a dispute or scolding 3. heterograph of the word "flight"

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Are you part of the hair cult?

you know, being a cultist never appealed to me at all so I'm gonna have to go ahead and say no

not that I don't enjoy some nice hair but come on

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((What's Flyte been doing recently?))

((sitting on her ass and nursing her broken leg as she crams for finals fffff the glamorous life of a college student who does care about being in college a bit more than heroing am I right))

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littledrache replied to your post: f r e e d o m

Congrats!!

thanks!!

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f r e e d o m

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I'm sorry twins :c I'm really not creative enough to keep coming up with this stuff

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concordiaschlitz replied to your post: concordiaschlitz replied to your post: ...

Yeeeah same here. In college, yeah?

yup! seems like the faculty is just as reluctant to go back to school as we are, necessary repairs aside

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concordiaschlitz replied to your post: concordiaschlitz replied to your post: ...

Oh god I would never. I got sick of beer really fast and I cant really do it it gets really old really quick. Im personally a fan of cherry hookers but yeah I can totally help you with recommendations. You me and a bar one day?

oh good I'm glad hehehe. and yeah that sounds awesome! school hasn't opened up for me again, so I'm free a lot in the near future

[infelicitousjudges]

Very well. We have a wonderful story about a singing mouse.

You see, he sang very well, but he was deaf. So every day his little sister would lead him around to all the houses and he’d sing for all of his mouse friends. In return, his friends gave him food and water.

And then, one day, the singing mouse lost his voice. He could no longer sing, but that was fine, because he had taught his sister how to. So the sister grew up to a famous singer and she supported both of them for the rest of their lives. The end.

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lovely story. a+ ending

once there was a dog that could talk, but his curse was that he could only talk when there wasn't anyone there to hear it. after a while, this started really getting to him and the only thing he wanted was to be heard by his owners.

so as time went on, he taught himself how to record his voice on child's toy, one of those little boomboxes with the plastic microphones attached. he waited for the child to play back his recording, but when she did, she started to freak out.

she showed the recording to her parents, and, after nearly no discussion at all, they took the toy to the garage and took a hammer to it, throwing the pieces in a dumpster down the street.

the dog gave up and lived out the rest of his days well-loved but still unheard

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concordiaschlitz replied to your post: infelicitousjudges replied to your post: getting...

Yeah not gonna lie being able to to that legally was the best part. Not like it stopped me before but whatev. I could make some recommendations whenever youre up and at em.

oh man could you? that'd be great. I'm not a stranger to drink but I mostly had to make do with what was around because beggars can't really be choosers

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infelicitousjudges replied to your post: infelicitousjudges replied to your post: ...

Ah, yes. What a beautiful story. We have not heard such a heart touching tale in some time. Regale us with further such heartrending tales.

oh no, if this is going to work, we have to have a story-for-story deal going on here. my leg and I have told you our first story, and now we need one in return before the next yarn comes out

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infelicitousjudges replied to your post: infelicitousjudges replied to your post: ...

Its delightful to meet someone so polite and charming. Yes, your leg is your perfect match. Your soulmate to accompany you across the years.

you two seem pretty dang nice yourselves!

my leg and I will age gracefully in perfect time with each other throughout the years, until we die at the exact same moment as each other. a true love story if ever I've heard one

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infelicitousjudges replied to your post: infelicitousjudges replied to your post: getting...

We are the Azarov Twins. Who are you? And generally legs dont tend to leave their owners unless forcibly removed.

oh twins neat! I'm Flyte. it's nice to meet you guys gosh

and that's why my leg is my perfect mate

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infelicitousjudges replied to your post: getting released form the hospital tomorrow you...

Congratulations on your recovery.

thank you, new person! (people? your url is plural) 

concordiaschlitz replied to your post: getting released form the hospital tomorrow you...

Ouch. Thats a shitty 21st if Ive ever seen one. Sorry dude.

thanks. it's alright for the most part I guess. it could've been way way worse so 

plus I mean a shitty birthday doesn't negate the fact that I still turned 21 and can now legally buy all the booze I can drink

panzergrenadiertruppe replied to your post: panzergrenadiertruppe replied to your post: ...

draw a face on the top of the cast and prop it up under a little table and then youve got a date

oooh mister leg oooooh. I know you'll never leave me

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panzergrenadiertruppe replied to your post: getting released form the hospital tomorrow you...

your birthday, really? that sucks

yeah haha it was back on the seventh. I'm probably just going to like

go to the liquor store and buy all the fixings for something nice to drink at home since I can't exactly go out and have much of a blast in this dead weight cast.

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getting released form the hospital tomorrow

you know, I never thought that I'd spend my 21st birthday partying it up in a sewer while trying to avoid people actively trying to give me a deadly disease

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Order, Nightmares, Betrayal

((Order: Order doesn’t hold much place in Leah’s life. She doesn’t hate it, she doesn’t like it. She just doesn’t really care. If things are too extreme in either direction, of course, it causes her discomfort, but aside from that she’s entirely neutral on the subject in just about all its forms.

Nightmares: She really doesn’t get nightmares unless they’re really bizarre ones like a giant alligator chasing her down the street as she tries to turn in an assignment before it’s late. Her life has been such where she hasn’t been provided much in the way of nightmare fuel, though she admittedly did get a couple after the party incident. Plague will likely have a similar effect.

Betrayal: Leah has never even been in a position where someone could betray her. She’s such a minor hero in the scope of the city that she isn’t even a real target for anyone, and thus doesn’t worry about anyone betraying her to enemies she doesn’t have.))