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Screw that shit. If Apollo wants to sleep all over the place with blonds, that's none of my business anymore. Time after time after time, and I'm entirely sick of it. If he wants to play this game so goddamned badly, I'll fucking join him in it ( Read more... ) -
[voice post]
Bre! Breloom! [agitated thumping of tail against wood] Bre loooom bre!
((Hyacinth's been hit too~ He's panicky and asking if anyone else has been turned into a Pokemon too.)) -
[RL with Apollo: Healer healing]
Hyacinth stared out the plane window, the lunch on the tray before him entirely untouched. He hadn't eaten in hours, but the churning in his stomach didn't permit him to take even a bite. His thoughts were only on Apollo, and his mind kept conjuring bloody, horrible scenarios. The god had said he was fine, but Hyacinth just couldn't believe that. ( Read more... ) -
[hackable] Somewhat futuredated
... Zephyrus asked me to dinner tomorrow. Should I accept? He killed me after all, and my anger is still not fully assuaged.
But we were close once. Perhaps I should.
And I've been feeling odd all day; perhaps I should take the rest of the day off from work. -
[Tied-up!]
... Hah. Binding ties indeed. -
[Insanely backdated RL: 5000 years]
He'd retreated to a river after the race that his companions had decided to hold that morning, too troubled by Zephyrus' confession to enjoy the company of his friends ( Read more... ) -
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OKAY. GUESS WHAT. APOLLO-MUN BUNNIED ME. Who in turn was apparently bunnied by me. Ehehe.
( Zephyrus and his jealousy, part tres ) -
OOC
Hahahaha, I shouldn't be writing such crap when I have a project due in seven hours. WhatthehellamIdoing. And also, ew at the stuff on Fictionpress. D: Why the hell is Hyacinth such a girl in them? He's the prince of a military nation if you follow the Sparta part of the legend. Military nation, emphasis on military.
( Drabble! Sort of. )