* X changes topic to 'Hello! I'll be your friendly dictator for today!'
* X sets mode: -o Everyone
X> Everyone: In your dreams.

Typist: First entry in a year! *WINS A PRIZE* This is X. Dictator of the OOC chatroom.

Ssssssss.... *snake slithers in* *she hearts Kaa*

Typist: My brain exploded and decided to create Asklepios's snake as a puppet. She doesn't talk. Actually, I don't even know if she is a she. For now, I'm calling her Stick-y, because she is the model for the medical symbol, thus the name and icon. Enjoy!

*scampers in, a little mouse made all out of sand ( Read more... )

Hey there, people. Know I'm late, but what else is new? People've been telling me that for years, since the Eighth Day.

Anyhow. The name's Apocalypse. I've gotten a little too attached to the planet to destroy it, at least not yet, so we can all stick around for awhile and have a chat and a cup of chai. Sound good?

*looks up from stuffing face with chocolate* Hi there, guys. I'm Dee. Erin's ex-girlfriend. She said it wasn't me, it was her, but I know better. I know that I just ... wasn't ... ENOUGH for her. *cries*

We're the Shrinking Violets. We live in the Mansion. We love to speak to young men, especially if they read us poetry and water us. Please come by and say hello.

Um...Hey, there. *looks around* I'm in 2005 again, aren't I?

*sighs*

Tibsy Thropp-Cohen here, mis-plotholeified yet again. I'm the oldest of Mark and Elphie's kids. From the future, obviously.

So...hi?

While my dear Typist is damn-well reading slow she has read enough for me to know that I have managed to shunt one of my little creations into onetrueshipper's province.

It's so nice to be vindicated!

*bounces in and flails, seeing so many people ( Read more... )

Yo.

Name's Brevity.

Paragraph's brother.