Day of the Dead. Literally.
*whimper* So tired. So bored.
I consider interacting with any portion of this period time known as 'today' an act of necromancy. This day is dead, dumped in a shallow grave and its soul is now wandering the calendar in ghostly torment.
It cannot be lunchtime quick enough. At least it's a change of scenery. And hopefully the bit of RP someone threw my way on Hollow City yesterday afternoon will continue later on this afternoon so I can wrap that and have a look at the chunk-o-plot the ST threw my way. Yeah, I already have plot and random RP people. However -- and the irony is amusing -- the character with whom I have first interacted on the board is a little girl Mage. At least it's text so I am not going to slip and call this kid Molly.
I'd ask why I attract the freaks, but this is World of Darkness. With WoD characters, the perjorative 'freaks' is incredibly redundant.
People. Please. Columns. Now. Before the undead day starts shambling along the timeline groaning for 'braaaaaains'.
I consider interacting with any portion of this period time known as 'today' an act of necromancy. This day is dead, dumped in a shallow grave and its soul is now wandering the calendar in ghostly torment.
It cannot be lunchtime quick enough. At least it's a change of scenery. And hopefully the bit of RP someone threw my way on Hollow City yesterday afternoon will continue later on this afternoon so I can wrap that and have a look at the chunk-o-plot the ST threw my way. Yeah, I already have plot and random RP people. However -- and the irony is amusing -- the character with whom I have first interacted on the board is a little girl Mage. At least it's text so I am not going to slip and call this kid Molly.
I'd ask why I attract the freaks, but this is World of Darkness. With WoD characters, the perjorative 'freaks' is incredibly redundant.
People. Please. Columns. Now. Before the undead day starts shambling along the timeline groaning for 'braaaaaains'.