RE: MURDERFIA: DAY 2 (42/67)
04-05-2013, 01:28 AM
Phoning it in
Myw throws rocks at the booth, which all bounce harmlessly off its wooden bits. One of them almost hits Luneix in the head.
TehPilot muscles his way in, muscling Mathgirl out. The lack of mobility makes you lick Pala's hand instead.
Waterbottles sits down next to the phone booth and reads it a story. It is umoved, and the ambience of the RAVE goes down a bit.
Boogeyman has neither the glowsticks nor the space to dance wildly with glowsticks! He doesn't have anything to issue sweet beats with, neither.
GeneX recruits the assistance of seastormjt! The two of them make it wobble a bit, but otherwise nothing doing.
Luneix merely ruins his teeth with this carry-on, as a sharpie is plastic and does not possess the material qualities to make a good etching tool for painted wood.
Palamedes struggles to get up, having a wedged-in Boogeyman and TehPilot to contend with, but manages to shove his way through and sprawl at the recently-ejected Mathgirl's feet.
The receiver just kind of dangles by TehPilot's elbow. The line is still dead.
Myw throws rocks at the booth, which all bounce harmlessly off its wooden bits. One of them almost hits Luneix in the head.
TehPilot muscles his way in, muscling Mathgirl out. The lack of mobility makes you lick Pala's hand instead.
Waterbottles sits down next to the phone booth and reads it a story. It is umoved, and the ambience of the RAVE goes down a bit.
Boogeyman has neither the glowsticks nor the space to dance wildly with glowsticks! He doesn't have anything to issue sweet beats with, neither.
GeneX recruits the assistance of seastormjt! The two of them make it wobble a bit, but otherwise nothing doing.
Luneix merely ruins his teeth with this carry-on, as a sharpie is plastic and does not possess the material qualities to make a good etching tool for painted wood.
Palamedes struggles to get up, having a wedged-in Boogeyman and TehPilot to contend with, but manages to shove his way through and sprawl at the recently-ejected Mathgirl's feet.
The receiver just kind of dangles by TehPilot's elbow. The line is still dead.
peace to the unsung peace to the martyrs | i'm johnny rotten appleseed
clouds is shaky love | broke as hell but i got a bunch of ringtones
eyes blood red bruise aubergine | Sue took something now Sue doesn't sleep | saint average, day in the life of
woke up in the noon smelling doom and death | out the house, great outdoors
staying warm in arctic blizzard | that's my battle 'til I get inanimate | still up in the same clothes living like a gameshow
clouds is shaky love | broke as hell but i got a bunch of ringtones
eyes blood red bruise aubergine | Sue took something now Sue doesn't sleep | saint average, day in the life of
woke up in the noon smelling doom and death | out the house, great outdoors
staying warm in arctic blizzard | that's my battle 'til I get inanimate | still up in the same clothes living like a gameshow