... If anyone says anything to me about this, they're not making it out of this week in one piece.

I'm just... going to go about my life as normally as possible... and forget everything later on. That's what I've decided.

[ Because Meryl Stryfe is not a costume woman. She is not a scary stuff woman. And her costume? Well, it's all she can do from ( Read more... )

[ Well, here's Meryl, to add some soprano to the chorus of chaos. There's a sharp shriek followed by a crash and the sound of clothes and racks falling about ( Read more... )

[ He's Meryl, doing the laundry, outside of building 4. She's taking clothes down from the line and placing them in a basket. There seems to be a lot more than usual -- some clothes that would be a little small for Vash. Of course, a new house resident adds to the laundry load ( Read more... )

Well, it looks like I kept myself out of trouble last week. For once. Sometimes, I luck out... sometimes.

But, I'm still not really fond of the idea of them making me, and, well, everyone else, look like raving lunatics.

Sometimes, I wonder if they just use us as stress relief.

[ Meryl is feeling a little... lost without Vash, right now. She's muddling about in town, picking up groceries, but she keeps having to remember not to get too much, or it'll go bad. She's the only one eating, right now, after all. She's forgotten a bag on a bench and hasn't even noticed it was missing. It's hard not to be distracted when a man ( Read more... )

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[ There's the groan of a woman and a heavy sigh. ]

Ouch... couldn't they be a little nicer with where they throw a lady? A brier bush, I had to land in thorns. This has been a wonderful week.

[ Another sigh. ]

I.... guess I'm back. Sorry everyone. I guess I switched roles, for a while.

[ All that's heard is the book flopping open, the clatter of some falling pans, the splash of boiling water hitting the ground. Meryl sounds hopping mad, cursing up a storm and yelling before silence.

This was not the vacation she wanted. ]

[ ooc: Time for some canon review! She'll be back in a few days. ]

Oh, that was really subtle. Does everyone here have to make a flashy show of their evil exploits?

Nope, we have to throw the forest at the village.

Oh, but not JUST throwing it. That wouldn't be noticeable enough. We have to set them on fireFirst it was running an entire train off a cliff. And THEN the disappearing people. And NOW I come here, ( Read more... )