Open post thing

[daft_turkey]

*trendwhorage is a lie.*

*is, however... somewhere, as Ralphies who are actually currently female are wont to be. And drinking tea, as they are always wont to do. And looking rather like an emoangel who might possibly appreciate company. People know who they are. Not that she won't at least talk to anyone.*

Comments

[duke_hastur]

*is very likely not the type of company who would be appreciated*

*which is why he flames in*

Peekaboo.

[daft_turkey]

*we love you, Hastur. well, actually, I love you. one of us is afraid of you.*

*can't stifle the automatic reaction, which is to flinch slightly, but offers a very strained smile* Hastur.

[duke_hastur]

Why, Raffi, you've changed! *smirk*

[daft_turkey]

*...sighs and rests her chin in her hand* I know. What do you want?

[avenginggoddess]

*Ooh, could talk?*

[daft_turkey]

Typist: -- as soon as Ralphie's back in her normal body instead of in Meta's, I'll let her at Nem? I've been meaning to, but -- argh. *-- by the way, clingAllymom*

[avenginggoddess]

Typist: Good plan. See, nobody tells me when these things happen so I'm clueless. Wah.
*Reclings?*

[daft_turkey]

*is back to normal, yey*

*oh, look, a Nem* *bit of smile* Hello, Nemesis.

[avenginggoddess]

*Reblinkblink*

Typist: SO. MUCH. BREAD. *Cries*

[daft_turkey]

...Why did you do that?

Typist: *clings* I feel your pain.

[avenginggoddess]

...Why are you asking?

Typist: TWO HOURS OF BREAD NEVER AGAIN AAAHHH.

[daft_turkey]

...Should I not?

Typist: dskjflhsd food. Ew. -- that's the physical illness talking.

[avenginggoddess]

I did?

Typist: I think I will, being really bored and all.

[daft_turkey]

You did.

Typist: Okay. Shiny. ♥

[avenginggoddess]

Did what?

Typist: Very. My nose itches. *Whines*

[daft_turkey]

Tackled me.

Typist: *scritches Allynose?*