|Well this is awkward.
Today I have awakened to be covered in blood and suffering from a raging headache. It would appear I wasn't quite in my right state of mind the other night either.
Marluxia, what the hell
happened yesterday? Did we kill the book?
[ooc: Excuse him, he's having a bit of a freak out. <3] Current Mood: t4rtreqyt
I do not think I will ever get over how kind children are.
Hopefully their future will be as bright as possible. Current Mood: optimistic
Sadly, people didn't enjoy Marluxia and I tampering with the water supply. We've even been added to some hit lists, not that we can't deal with those simple enough. Even we have seen the downfall of this venture, as Marluxia quickly realized that he now couldn't water his plants (which are quite lovely) or wash his hair
because only YOU would think of that, Marx
Hopefully the "ice rink venture" will work out better. I think I have a fish hook in my hair though because of it, so if you will excuse me. Current Mood: blank
|Hm. A journal.
Dizzy suggested that I get my thoughts out somewhere
so I didn't disembowel random students
so I think this shall do.
I can't quite find my room, but I have made a new friend. A "best friend forever" type of friend. He smells like Herbal Essences and when he dances flowers appear from nowhere, but he isn't human and wields a scythe, so I've agreed to this relationship. Hopefully
we can disembowel random students together
he'll tell me his name. Current Mood: contemplative