005 - Audio. Public. Timed to middle of the night, between days one and two of the flood.
[He'd really been enjoying the flood so far. Chiming in for On A Boat. Hammer dancing into dinner. Accompanying Snape's outburst. Trying to get Arthur to start Poker Face again. Harassing the fishy guy. Rickrolling Waffle-Face. Playing guitar for the leather clad rainbow singer… and last but not least, his serenade to Martha, which had been just for kicks.
But later in his room as he sat stalking the network to distract him from moping or dwelling on the past, those things that had influenced his coming here, the urge to sing again overwhelmed him. He put his journal far from him so that he wouldn't turn it on and record this. But the journal did just that. Publicly. Awesome.]
In the night I hear 'em talk, the coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road he lost his soul
To a woman so heartless
How could you be so heartless?
How could you be so heartless?
How could you be so cold?
As the winter wind when it breeze yo
Just remember that you talkin' to me though
You need to watch the way you talkin' to me though
I mean after all the things that we've been through
I mean after all the things we got into
Hey yo, I know of some things that you ain't told me
Hey yo, I did some things but that's the old me...
[OOC: I hate Kanye. But this song fits for a mopey House thinking about the ghosts of heartless women past. Open season to harass him for his musical choice, or his obvious sadness. He's pretty much got it coming.]
But later in his room as he sat stalking the network to distract him from moping or dwelling on the past, those things that had influenced his coming here, the urge to sing again overwhelmed him. He put his journal far from him so that he wouldn't turn it on and record this. But the journal did just that. Publicly. Awesome.]
In the night I hear 'em talk, the coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road he lost his soul
To a woman so heartless
How could you be so heartless?
How could you be so heartless?
How could you be so cold?
As the winter wind when it breeze yo
Just remember that you talkin' to me though
You need to watch the way you talkin' to me though
I mean after all the things that we've been through
I mean after all the things we got into
Hey yo, I know of some things that you ain't told me
Hey yo, I did some things but that's the old me...
[OOC: I hate Kanye. But this song fits for a mopey House thinking about the ghosts of heartless women past. Open season to harass him for his musical choice, or his obvious sadness. He's pretty much got it coming.]