(Veintiuno). Or the moment of truth in your lies

[sixheadsoffury]

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

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[sixheadsoffury]

Well, I wasn't trying to be funny; usually I can take a second to reconsider though.

Who do you want to win?

She actually did but doesn't remember sjkdhakdhskjhd >.>

[sixheadsoffury]

I like food, all kinds. It's just a carving after all; I haven't really killed a sailor and eaten his guts that I remember.

Men always do that. Who would be the underdog...?

[destructivesong]

Ligeia told mortals at swimming pool that she had taken the eyes of Sleep and put them in her mouth. Mortals said Ligeia was "high". Ligeia was not high, she says, Ligeia was stood on the ground.

[sixheadsoffury]

High also means, eh, stoned? Like when humans smoke some things and act like idiots, and speak about things impossible to happen.

...Like eating Sleep's eyes. At least for them it's pretty weird.

[voice][Filter:Scylla]

[draggedtodeath]

[brightly - he's happy to hear from her] I miss you too. Does this help?

[voice][Filter: Hyppolytus]

[sixheadsoffury]

[Definitely happy. She's on her room, lazily resting on her bed. Differently from most of the traveling party, Scylla doesn't really mind all the expenses Metis is going through, as she just prefers to enjoy herself.]

Yes, a lot. Everything alright over there?