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queenofheartsrp2011-03-03 03:47 pm
tomatatas) wrote in queenofheartsrp2011-03-03 03:47 pm
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[Romana isn't the happiest of Italians. Getting lost in a strange forest for what you thought was at most a few hours only to figure out that it was actually weeks will do that to you. So she glares at the vine, flicking away a leaf from her head. Whatever patience she had has been greatly deteriorated.] Stupid fucking leaf, stupid fucking garden...
[With a huff she taps the mirror with a finger, still scowling] Is this thing even working now? Ciao? [Naturally there's no reply so she continues, after an eyeroll]
What the hell is going on? I go for a walk, to try and clear my head and figure out what this place is, and the next thing I know weeks have passed and something about people eating flowers? Che diavolo? Is this turning into one of, I don't know, America or Giappone's movies? Because it sure sounds like it. I knew it was all America's fault...
Are we still even trying to get home? Or have you all accepted this stupid world without vespas and Prada and housing? Running water... [Oh god she misses the normal modern comforts... Okay, collecting herself] Because from what I see we're telling fairytales and eating chocolates and being lazy.
Cazzo... Do I have to do everything around here? [As she starts to mutter angrily in Italian, another leaf falls on her nose, Romana shrieking in anger as she bats it away.
The vine of course takes this as it's signal to cut out]
((ooc: Sorry for my disappearence everyone... life has been absolutely cray cray...Looks like it's settling down though!))
[With a huff she taps the mirror with a finger, still scowling] Is this thing even working now? Ciao? [Naturally there's no reply so she continues, after an eyeroll]
What the hell is going on? I go for a walk, to try and clear my head and figure out what this place is, and the next thing I know weeks have passed and something about people eating flowers? Che diavolo? Is this turning into one of, I don't know, America or Giappone's movies? Because it sure sounds like it. I knew it was all America's fault...
Are we still even trying to get home? Or have you all accepted this stupid world without vespas and Prada and housing? Running water... [Oh god she misses the normal modern comforts... Okay, collecting herself] Because from what I see we're telling fairytales and eating chocolates and being lazy.
Cazzo... Do I have to do everything around here? [As she starts to mutter angrily in Italian, another leaf falls on her nose, Romana shrieking in anger as she bats it away.
The vine of course takes this as it's signal to cut out]
((ooc: Sorry for my disappearence everyone... life has been absolutely cray cray...Looks like it's settling down though!))
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