#girlwiththebionicarm

[bodiesalldayglo]

meanwhile, elsewhere... (ooc)

1. I wouldn't mind roleplaying again. I tried to organize a ring of my own, but I sort of knew all along that I don't really have the mentality to be an administrator or a recruiter. That stuff is lame. I guess I'm an independent now. If you want to do some SP-RP-ing, let me know, I'll do that.

2. I also want to write other things, though. I therefore have made another, all-purpose, personal, tumblr:

http://theowlsarestillaround.tumblr.com/

I hope some of you will follow me there. I'm mainly going to use that to write original fiction, and things of that nature. If anyone wants to co-write things with me, or do other types of roleplaying, I would be very happy to do that with you.

3. I don't know how often I'll use this tumblr now - we'll just see. If we never meet again, happy trails - it's been fun.

[chulllie-blog]

iM PISSING

Matthew Patel: :(

Lawrence bby: ._.

Matthew Patel: wUHHH I WANNA CUDDLE IT'S FRIGGIN COLD

Lawrence bby: Haha I hugged my laptop cause it emitted heat

Matthew Patel: aghaghag

Matthew Patel: i should probably clean off my bed

Matthew Patel: i should probably go to bed

Lawrence bby: Loooool

Matthew Patel: but um no

Lawrence bby: Oh

Lawrence bby: In that case goodnight

Matthew Patel: no

Matthew Patel: i'm not goin to bed@!!

Lawrence bby: _. Don't yell.....

Matthew Patel: ]i'm not 1!

Matthew Patel: it's 2am i'm do what i want!

Matthew Patel:

Lawrence bby: Like spell stuff incorrectly.....

Matthew Patel: shush u @!

Matthew Patel: this is me right now i hope u know http://i1246.photobucket.com/albums/gg605/piratesareinthisyear/lunapic_135641520718808__zps1b0fb091.gif

Lawrence bby: I'm on an ipad

Matthew Patel: o

Matthew Patel: :( I kemnw that

Lawrence bby: Your spelling missy, foxmit

Lawrence bby: Fix it

Matthew Patel: no !

Lawrence bby: Got damn it

Matthew Patel: im not a miss y

Lawrence bby: God

Lawrence bby: Omg

Lawrence bby: My spelling

Lawrence bby: I'm...im

Matthew Patel: ME

Lawrence bby: Becoming you D:

[slimeghostboy]

girlwiththebionicarm replied to your post: ceruleanlover95 replied to your post: Totally self...

yeah you should jake him instead

and just who the fuck are you?

[kindofaditz-blog]

It's around 2 AM and the bar is silent. Sandra finds herself there, drunk, with a young rugged man she met an hour ago. The atmosphere is calm yet tense, soft yet unnerving. She's stumbling across herself just to pick up her shot glass filled to the brim with tequila. "You're a little cutie..." she slurred to the man next to him. "How about we play a little game, you cutie?" He chuckled to himself and smiled. "How about a game of truth or dare?" he said with a silvered, honeyed tone.

She stopped herself to think and bursts with laughter. Sandra pushes back her light copper blonde bangs and sighs. "You have no worries beating bushes and shit." said Sandra. The iintoxicated young lady quickly downed her shot and loudly screamed out. "I choose dare!" she tried to say as she struggled through her words.

"Okay then." he answered. "I dare you to bring your closest friend here. Let he see how you look now."

Sandra then struggled to get her phone it out and decided to call Julie.

"Heyyy.... I need you and your girlfriend here.... I can barely stand right now *hiccup*"

[pirates-areinthisyear]

Lucas looked back and forth between the two people approaching, but snapped his attention back to the woman beating her fists against his arm. One hand that she beat with clanked sort of and had a more solid impact than did the other. Was that a bionic arm? Was that the girl Todd had told him about, that he'd cheated on Envy Adams with? Either way, Julie Powers seemed to prefer her over Lucas, so he did as requested and carefully shifted her into the one-metal, one-flesh arms. He now was able to cradle Matthew in a way that was probably easier on his wounds. 

He looked to the silver-haired, bespectacled man that had stepped near them. He didn't recognize him. "Hey, Patel," he muttered to the Indian in his arms. "You know this guy?"

Matthew looked up at Lucas, then shifted his eyes over to glance at Mobile. "Uh...Yeah..." he murmured. "He was with the group to look for Scott Pilgrim..." He didn't know what connection he had to the missing person but knew that there had to be one there.

Lucas gave a nod of acknowledgement. This meant they all needed to stick together. "We need to keep going as a group, okay? You guys can all just... follow me. We'll get out of here soon, I'm sure of it," he lied. Of course he wasn't sure. How could he be? He had no sense of direction, no sense of where anyone was coming from, and judging by Matthew's repeated running the back of his head over his forehead, subspace was making them all feel something different. He felt like he could be their leader, taking it upon himself to make sure they all made it out. 

Matthew started to respond to that, to agree that he'd follow Lucas, but stopped. It would have been pointless. It's wasn't like he could have done anything other than follow him. He was the weak first Ex, as he always was, left unable to finish what he had set to do. He was rendered helpless in front of a fellow League member, and in front of other people who already did not take him seriously. He rolled his eyes at himself and let out an irritated sigh.