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[gets_you_wet]

[you may notice some "FREE GILS" signs pointing the way to a very upset looking merman who is trying to confiscate permanent markers from a group of zombies drawing lines on each other's necks]

I promise that will not allow you to breathe water. It does not work that way.

((that's all I can handle for tonight, I'll try to pick up tomorrow))

Comments

[nocturnemission]

It'd be pretty sweet if they did, though. Like, draw a pair of wins on you back and suddenly you could fly? Awesome!

[asterisking]

Too bad life doesn't work that way.

[nocturnemission]

I know, right? It'd make things so much easier.

[asterisking]

I think so too.

[nocturnemission]

I guess we'll both have to just keep roughing it.

[asterisking]

So sad for us.

[nocturnemission]

There there. My shoulder is here for you to cry your bitter tears on.

[asterisking]

Oh, Demyx~

[nocturnemission]

...Pffffthahaha!

[asterisking]

[ is laughing too ]

[nocturnemission]

Heheh... So, what would you draw with a magic marker?

[asterisking]

Candy!

[nocturnemission]

Really? I think I'd probably start with something bigger.

[asterisking]

Like what?

[nocturnemission]

I dunno... Maybe a sweet sports car?

[asterisking]

What about a motorcycle instead?