[Filter: Telemachus]

Hey

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Penelope? Now that we aren't...weird, we should talk.

About puppies.

[Filter: Private]

Okay, okay; this is wrong. I almost- I didn't even like him.

I need someone, now.

I feel too hot, damn,

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What the hell is going on? I almost...err, bothered someone on my way back.

Also, I need someone here, now.

[She's lusting oh so badly at the moment]

[Filter: Private]

They hate me.

I hate them

They do hate me.

Everyone just tortures Scy-me and think they can get away with that. Showing attraction...lies...LIES.

[Filtered Away from Penelope and Telemachus]

I didn't even get my puppy.

Someone please tell me a good way to get rid of teenager boys that doesn't include tossing their bodies in trash cans ( Read more... )

Penelope.

[She sounds as if talking would be causing her a lot of pain, which is not entirely wrong.]

Penelope, please leave the apartment. I-Scylla can't hold for too long.

[Reverting to the old speech, are we?]

[There is just heavy panting here.]

Scylla is going to break something.

Okay, so.

When a buttler asks you what do you want to have for the main course? Saying "sailor guts" might not be right.

...Even though sometimes I do have weird carvings.

Is everyone else saying...the truth? I want Argentina to win. Although Kaká is rather cute...and isn't he also chaste or something?

[Filter: Hipoplytus]

I miss you. I'm scared of ( Read more... )

Leaving for Africa tomorrow. I had forgotten...

...Spend time with me today?

[Public]

Leaving~

Should be interesting.

[Heavy panting. Heavy, confused, terrified sort of panting, to be exact.]

Scylla...Scylla did...the smoke...couldn't see...so much movement.

[A small whine, as realization hits her, hard, in the middle of the face]

Deaddeaddeaddeaddeaddead dead....is dead. So much blood...

Sorry...s-sorry.

Scylla d-didn't want to hurt and k-kill...

[Now she's crying ( Read more... )

[Street sounds; cars, people chatting, and suddenly a sniff. Scylla's sniff, actually. Sad sea monster is sad.]

So Scylla released Arachne in the park. [She means Central Park, in some recondite place where the big spider is unlikely to run into anyone, but little she cares to go into definitions.] Arachne...didn't want to let go. [Another sniff.]

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Penelope? Scylla locked the little human on her room.

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Apparently Scylla is the new Captain of the Dance Club now. Made a voting and everything. Now I get to make the routines and pick the music and say who's in and who's not, and a lot of other stuff.

Scylla is so asking to get the detention thing removed, because I don't have enough ( Read more... )

Good luck I was wearing something...

Alright. Not cool.

[Filter: Trinity Brats]

So not going to school now.