[voice post]

It's enough.

It's more than enough, really. I'm finished playing nice princess.

I wish I could say I didn't regret this. I mean, I mostly don't. I'll certainly enjoy it. But I usually prefer subtlety. It's just too bad that hasn't worked here so far ( Read more... )

[voice post]

[Sounds of hissing, then...splashing? Something large and sharp scraping against rock.]

Finally.

It's bad enough that I wake up in the ocean, bad enough that I've been transformed into the ugliest dragon I've ever seen--not that I've seen any in person, of course, we killed them off long before I was born--but I couldn't even access ( Read more... )

The day is almost over, and I still can't remember what I did yesterday.

Someone fill me in before I decide that burning down the gardens would make a much more interesting new memory.

[OOC: And Azula's refusal to do any of the deity decrees last month finally kicks in. Right after she spent a day harassing and intimidating virtuous young maidens ( Read more... )

For a while there, I thought the "deities" were onto something. The zombies? Messier than I'd prefer, and they smelled terrible, but they were entertaining. The power switch? It was fun watching some of you flail around ( Read more... )

As if it wasn't bad enough I have to figure out this pathetic City.

What is this Christmas thing?

[voice post]

[Faintly:]

--means it's "on," does it? And you say that way I can--

[Static.]

--see. Well, you've been moderately useful. Now get out of my way.

[A shove and a thump. At normal volume:]

The smell of rotting flesh is so much less pleasant than the smell of burnt flesh. The smell of burnt and rotting flesh ( Read more... )