![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
What? Again? Don't you people have better hobbies? Tch. Sometimes I truly wonder why we are here if there is no punishment and many crimes.
Looks like the next batch of brew is coming along nicely. So far, it's hitting 180 proof, so Sunde should have a fair time of it.
Sasori, chocolate's in the fridge. Mind, the green ones are mine.
River, alright?
Sasori, chocolate's in the fridge. Mind, the green ones are mine.
River, alright?
And so it goes on. Life and death with a laugh track. Reminds me of that shithole Crawford found me in, except now I have knives. And bunny slippers.
Got you something, Ciss. River, the one in blue is yours. Miwako, I got you something too.
[ooc; For Cissnei, he got her a pair of asskicking boots, River he got a hoodie to keep warm with and Miwako kitty slippers to match his.]
Got you something, Ciss. River, the one in blue is yours. Miwako, I got you something too.
[ooc; For Cissnei, he got her a pair of asskicking boots, River he got a hoodie to keep warm with and Miwako kitty slippers to match his.]
Round and round and round and round the cycle spins and spins and spins and spins. Dry and cut and frozen and alive and beating and pumping and spinning again. Sing to me silence and depression and life and love and darkness and death and rabid rabid rabid rabid.
Nice city. Quiet city. Silence explodes. Screams destroy. Darkness illuminates.
We are all mad here.
Nice city. Quiet city. Silence explodes. Screams destroy. Darkness illuminates.
We are all mad here.
So many people. So little time.
Schuldig, I have the drinks if you have the time.
Schuldig, I have the drinks if you have the time.
Insanity, I have named thee. Listen they are screaming. Why and how and where and who and pleas and regrets and drinking. This is hell. This is a city trapped inside of itself. Listen will you. Listen.
Speak to me, Oracle. Cast me the bones. I have silver for your palms and witchery for your soul. Mastermind, how fare thee? Is thy heart still a lump? Or have you left your bodies behind and graced us with other pursuits?
Shush, listen.
Speak to me, Oracle. Cast me the bones. I have silver for your palms and witchery for your soul. Mastermind, how fare thee? Is thy heart still a lump? Or have you left your bodies behind and graced us with other pursuits?
Shush, listen.
I go slumming for only a few hours and when I come back, the whole world is sane again. Did you enjoy the madness, people? Did you learn anything? Be kind to the madman when next you meet him; he may be yourself staring back at you.
Ciss. Schuldig. I'm bored. Entertain me.
Ciss. Schuldig. I'm bored. Entertain me.