Apr 12, 2012
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8r8ker started following you
oh shiiiiiiiiit
hi :]
you knoww wwhat
fuck this
equ is ready to fuckin leavve
i am more than ready to fuckin leavve
evven the cat wwants to get outta here
an like yeah the bot still needs somebody to givve it a wworkin brain but evveryone knowws you can send that shit ovver the internet an anywway vvegas is closer to cali an fuckin texas an thats wwhere evveryone wwho is fuckin anyone is
but its not about the bot its about the fact that i THOUGHT these jackasses wwanted to see me so you knoww wwhat
FUCK THIS SHIT
i havve been a lot less angry an a lot more neurotic since i wwent all browwn but a girl can only take so much you knoww this is too fuckin much i am at the end a my goddamn line ovver boys wwho say they wwant to see me an then disappear into the seafoam
FUCK THAT AND FUCK YOU BOTH
if you wwant to talk to me you knoww howw to fuckin get in touch
wwe out
DING DING, WE HAVE A WINNER! I was sick of kicking around not accomplishing SHIT-ALL, so I've decided to t8ke this time to regroup elsewhere. How's it going l8ly 8a8e?
i guess im kind a shocked but thats fuckin temporary
i knoww i texted you about bein here but i didnt think youd go out a your wway to come vvisit i guess ivve been gone longer than i planned but im havvin a pretty good time considerin its fuckin neww york
an noww youre here did you drag nep along wwith you
Ring-a-ling, and knock, knock---guess who's just a8out in the neigh8orhood. BBBB)
wwait the NEWW YORK neighborhood fuckin seriously
☠ Vrozzzzz.
Teaching her to shoot to kill was his first mistake. The second was probably sleeping with her. It was funny how her feelings swung from vermillion one moment to pitch the next. Today? Today she felt down right obsidian.
Vrozka'd never really thought of her except as another step towards his advantage, that's what Erida told herself.
The harpoon gun was easily as tall as she was, lean and dark and faithful. Unlike some people.
He could easily have the advantage over her, if she gave him the chance. She didn't even let him turn around, though, she never wanted to see Vrozka Serket's face again. If she had to, she was certain she would scream until her throat burst and she either went mad or drowned in her blood.
Preferring to avoid that, Erida settled the gun against her shoulder, aimed on faith, and pinned him to the wall like the spider he was.
"Wwell thanks"
You get to feel proud for exactly the amount of time it takes a dead pigeon to fly six feet into Vrozka's face.
"Wwhat the FUCK!" you manage to shriek before Nepete follows the exact same trajectory.
It's a pretty violent greeting, honestly you feel a little glad to not have a moirail if that's how it's supposed to work. You worry about Nep accidentally hurting Vrozka or vice versa. In the end, you end up glaring at both of them with your arms crossed over your chest.
"You're a fuckin' hazard, Nep, get the fuck out a here," you grumble. He probably doesn't even hear you. He is gone.
> CA: feel awwkwward
When don't you?
You're frowning when you look at Vrozka again. All the pride and ... whatever else you felt a moment ago has been foricble capsized and summarily sunk.
The purple of your bangs hangs in your face, so you brush it away. It just falls back over your eyes. Rather than crossing that arm again, though, you just let it hang there like you don't know what to do with it.
"So wwhere wwere wwe?" you ask.
Dragon dildos????????
1 W1LL D3STROY YOU
> Erida: Explain
His laugh. His lips over her knuckles. Even the annoyance in his voice when he talks about holding a grudge against his moirail, as if anyone could hold a grudge against Nepete.
There's some kind of air bladder in her that constricts and can't seem to draw in air again until it feels knotted up inside her.
She laughs with him, but a moment too late and a pitch too high.
"It wwas just this yellowwblood bitch I used to knoww," she explains. "She movved to Vvegas too, so I paid her a little vvisit."
Brushing a hand over her nose, she finds it doesn't even hurt much anymore.
"Annoyin' as fuck an' wwicked ovver powwered for a lowwblood, some psionic bullshit like you wwouldn't believve. But for all that she's not smart enough to remember her fuckin' PIN numbers, 'cause they wwere all wwritten dowwn in the fuckin' wwallet. I trashed her fuckin' computer, too, so I'd say it wwas wworth a couple bruises. No need to wworry about me."
Pathetic as she finds Sol, the thought of Vrozka hunting her down feels... Wrong. Because if they fought each other and found her comparatively lacking. Or, maybe, because If anyone should be doing anything like that, it should be her. But, of course, Sol doesn't matter, shouldn't even factor into this... The subject needs to be dropped.
"I'm ramblin'," she says, and cringes. "Do you wwanna come upstairs?"