The hell? I can't even get my beauty sleep any more without waking up from having weird dreams about being someone else now? Man, I'm never going to trust doctors again ( Read more... )

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Castor-

This is Arthur. If you don't mind, I'd like to ask you a few questions. With your help, I think I can ID your killer!

Mr. Stoneface-

If you need any help solving the recent murder case on Melee Island, please contact me. My detective skills and amazing powers of deduction are at your disposal.

[The page has a glittery smear across the top where Arthur tried to write by dragging his butt across the page before giving up and wrestling with a pen. Handwriting is extremely scrawly, but legible ( Read more... )

This sucks. First, I wake up and find out I'm not a kid anymore, and now there's all this talk about a bachelor auction. And I wasn't asked to join?! I'm a catch I tell ya. The ladies are CONSTANTLY beating down my door. Or, ya know, they would be if they knew where I live.

[The page is splattered in a variety of paint colors and Arthur has drawn random doodles everywhere, mostly stick figures of himself. Almost every letter is written in a different color, sometimes with multi-colored letters where he dipped his brush in several colors before writing ( Read more... )

     ( In a hot tub built for two... )