Guess this is part of the community everyone was telling me about... since the computer won't let me off this site. And now I can tell I really have been on here before. Still don't remember anything, though.

But I painted something. I don't know how. Some street in Montreal.

So that's where we're going.

[ ooc; this is backdated to 2-ish ( Read more... )

[ Peter's been wandering aimlessly for the past day. Sure, he got some sleep, but that's not the point. The point is, he's got amnesia, he's confused, and he's on a ghost ship. Life just really couldn't get more baffling ( Read more... )

Think i'm finally ready to leave this place.

( Locked to Claire )

( Cut for Flists )

( Cut for flists )

[ Grumbling can be heard first, and then a heavy, exasperated sigh. Someone is tired, pointedly over-frustrated, and thinks he's talking to himself. ]

There's gotta be an easier ways to control this. Because trying to turn me into a thief isn't going to work for everything.