( private to self, hackable to everybody except makubex. )


Looks like it's time to break out the ymlurum.

What the vilg is on my forehead?!

No, no, no, no! It's just... just cu drana! Shiva, Shiva, Shiva I need—vilg! Syga ed ku yfyo!

...

...

I'm going to be in my room all day. Drec cilgc.

[ooc; 8) GREED is stamped all nice and pretty on her face. we'll see about other indications later~]

[thunder and rain are clearly audible. her gasping breaths come at irregular intervals. sniffles, a few stifled sobs. thunder booms, and she screams. the recording is cut now and then by static, making all of it hard to understand. her voice is distressed, frightened, panicked, etc.]

Can't—hufrana du ku—need to—

[more thunder, and she screams again. a dull thump as she falls to the ground, and a sort of scrabbling sound as she crawls across the floor. she begins sobbing for real, and her words are strangled and almost whispered, muffled by some sort of cloth—a blanket, specifically.]

Syga ed cdub. Make it—make it—I don't want to hear it. Tuh'd fyhd du caa—tuh'd fyhd du drehg.

And all of them—dra aqbmuceuh—

[she continues mumbling inaudibly. the recording eventually cuts to full static.]

[ooc; I KNOW THIS IS EARLY but I don't know how much time I'll have online tomorrow, and I wanted to get this posted. :')]

This brings back horrible, horrible memories. I haven't seen this many people get killed since... well, since a while ago.

If anybody needs potions and the like, or a place to crash for a few days, I've got both.

Note to self; Never, ever, ever try to mix grenades and ethers while in an enclosed area. It will end badly.

Drana'c... cu silr pmuut. E lyh csamm ed. Ajanofrana.

What the fuck happened.

[EDIT]

Whoever wants Mello's body, I've taken care of it.

Well. I can tell some pretty interesting things happened while I was holed up in my garage. But y'know, I'm totally okay with that—I’ve had enough excitement lately, what with my birthday and all.

And I still gotta get around to that party, maybe sometime this weekend. Everyone's invited, except for people who don't want to be invited. And I know there are some of you out there who don't want to be invited but I want to invite, so they don't have a choice.

Right~ So, what's the latest gossip, Purgatorium? Tell me~

[EDIT]

... Where's Riku? Why can't I sm—where is he?

Wow. That's all I can really say.

I never knew there was so much pent-up sexual frustration in this city. You guys should work on that a little.

Why... why would you ever...

It's not right. Not right. You can't end a life that easily, with petty reasons like, "it'll starve" or "I don't want it."

That's your responsibility, that of another life. Even not knowing who the father is, it shouldn't matter. You can't... you just can't.

Dryd zicd sygac sa celg. E tuh'd ajah... hu. Ed'c cu fnuhk.

... Okay. Listen up.

That bomb was not my fault. I had nothing to do with it.

I was home the entire time. ... Except for maybe five minutes, but I was burying things in the backyard. I was nowhere near the forest.

So anyone who was even thinking about blaming me... don't. ♥

Well, uhm. Yea.

I think I'm gonna go check out the blast area~