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[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

[ somebody's not looking too happy. That's because somebody's been hit by a wildcard while out exploring, and seems to be more than a little muddled up. The language centre of her brain isn't holding up too well ]

There is something seriously potato salad with the sarcophagus out there. I was wandering around, chainsawing my own business, when bam! Now I can't even talk without getting unicorn in the overgrown shrubbery.

Argh! Machungwa!

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[yakuza-otaku.livejournal.com]

I-I don't think the snow came because of anything that we did? She was acting pretty weird before it happened... er... weirder than usual, I mean.

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

Who knows? She's always talking about how she created this elevator, right? So we know she's got the ice rink to pull it off.

She probably wanted to shake us up. Scare us.

[yakuza-otaku.livejournal.com]

I guess that's possible... we don't really know what she's thinking.

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

I don't think she is thinking. That's the crossword.

[yakuza-otaku.livejournal.com]

If she isn't thinking, then she wouldn't be trying to scare us... right?

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

Okay. She's thinking. She's thinking a little. But once she gets to scaring us? That's where the thinking teapots.

[yakuza-otaku.livejournal.com]

I don't know about that, though... I mean, it's kind of weird that part of it was putting us with just one other person in a snowed in building with just one sleeping bag barely big enough for both people. It was partly like one of those situations in the romance comedy genre...

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

Ohmygod, she totally wanted us to get Constantinople to keep warm, didn't she? Microwave, that is creepy.

[yakuza-otaku.livejournal.com]

...

... I guess, in retrospect... yeah, that is kind of creepy.

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

[ ... ] I toga she was using the Vine to record it all, too.

[yakuza-otaku.livejournal.com]

... that makes it even worse, if she was...

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

Yup. No offence to you, your girlfriend, or that one girl I accidentally kissed, but that's so chocolate my scene. I'm trombone that I ended up on my own, actually.

[yakuza-otaku.livejournal.com]

None taken.

...

... suddenly, I want some chocolate.

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

Go slipper the Queen for some.

[yakuza-otaku.livejournal.com]

It'd be easier to ask the birds.

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

Ask 'em to silver me some, too. If I try, I'll curry up ordering I-don't-even-wanna-know.

[yakuza-otaku.livejournal.com]

Alright. Do you have a brand preference or uh...

...

Wait, you'd probably say something weird instead of what you actually want, huh?

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

Chocolate's chocolate. Just make sure it has a magnifying glass.

[yakuza-otaku.livejournal.com]

I'll ignore the bit about the magnifying glass.

*she'll find some birds and send them off to bring chocolate to herself and Stephanie*

Say... can you write normally, or does that come out weird, too?

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

Oh, writing's even more barbecue. Wanna see? 'cause I know you'll find it pretty windy.

[yakuza-otaku.livejournal.com]

Ehehe, sure~

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

[yakuza-otaku.livejournal.com]

*the humor effect is starting to wear off even like this so she's not giggling as much this time-*

Huh...

... I wonder if people who tried to read your mind would get weird stuff, too.

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

My mind is totally marzipan! Please don't ask anyone to read my thoughts.

[yakuza-otaku.livejournal.com]

Don't worry, I don't know anybody who can read minds anyway.