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[Jo]

Me: I know. *sigh*
xD

Logan Carrigton. Sounds so posh.

[Vanessa]

Me: xD Aw Jo.

Innit, though?

[Jo]

Erin: I love it.
Me: Who's his model?

[Vanessa]

Me: I haven't picked yet.

[Jo]

Me: I picture him as a ginger xD

I really should get going with Apollo but his personality and history are blank.

[Vanessa]

Me: It's scary because I was leaning towards a ginger before I saw that post.

DO IT. Basil is lonely.

[Jo]

Me: *Alan Parsons Project music playing* I CAN RED YOUR MIND.

It's just that I don't want to do either sassy or mellow or mean but I don't him to be completely normal.

[Vanessa]

Me: XD

xD Aw.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Vanster wrote: "Me: Carrington. Logan Carrington sounds best to me.
Rosaline: You will not come near me if you value your life."

Cecil: Oh, come on, Kelly. ;) Don't be like that.

[Vanessa]

Rosaline: *ignores*
Me: Oh Cecil, honey, you're in no position for this right now.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: Cecil does not know how to emote. :3

[Vanessa]

Me: xD Aw.

oh god she's reminding me of Lydia. >_<

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: oh god. My heart

[Vanessa]

Me: Poor thing. Esther is going to kill you

I got some ise creme~ :D

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Esther: I wouldn't. >_<
Me: :) yay~

[Vanessa]

Me: Well that's quite a change of heart.
Bruce: She was never very murderous. Just very annoyed.
Me: xD

Ice cream in freezing weather. XD

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: Ice cream all the time always.

I didn't realize you were referring to Cecil I thought you were talking about Rosaline oops

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: Ice cream all the time always.

I didn't realize you were referring to Cecil I thought you were talking about Rosaline oops

[Vanessa]

Me: xD OH NO.
Bruce: *uncertain* But she still wouldn't kill him. Right?

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: Just a bit awkward innit. xD
Cecil: Of course she wouldn't. Right, Park?
Esther: -_-
Cecil: Right. :)

[Vanessa]

Me: Just a bit. xD
Bruce: :D yay~
Aretta: Bruce, I don't think you should get quite so happy.
Me: Poor sod. XD Esther hit it right on the mark.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me; xD oh Bruce

[Vanessa]

Me: He's a silly is what he is.
So I'm writing up Carrington here and I feel like Bruce is going to be territorial xD

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: Just like Danny~
How so?

[Vanessa]

Me: XD Danny's a silly.
Because Bruce is used to being the my boy, but he's getting a brudder~ Like some sibling rivalry. xD
Bruce: My only bro is Cecil.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: Yes he is. :3
Aw~
Cecil: ;)

[Jo]

Me: Gahhh I'm becoming an agnostic is my sister is going to keep being such a f/cking drama queen and keep trying to communicate through notes. >_<

Hello!

[Vanessa]

Me: He's going to be a little jelly.
Bruce: Of course not. Gelatin is weird.
Me: spoiler alert what

D: Jo. *glomp*

[Jo]

Me: She can't keep still.

On the other hand, I'm actually trying story prompts for Erin's plot.

[Vanessa]

Me: ^^ That's good.
I'm writing Logan's personality and it's like I'm saying words but they're not meaning anything.

I gotta go tah bed. :( Night~

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: Afternoon.

[Vanessa]

Me: hallo~

[Jo]

Me: BUENAS.

[Vanessa]

Me: Hola. ^^

[Jo]

Me: Como andan por su casa? XD

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: my friend and I wrote a flash fiction piece on sky whales today. It turned out to be kind of really sad at the end

[Vanessa]

Me: Sorry I poofed! D: I had my lesson.
So I love getting there earlier because Monica is practicing her solo and ensemble piece, and it's evident she's not practicing (she never does) and I recognise that this is not an attractive trait but man do I love hearing that flute make the most ungodly sounds.
. . .I am a terrible person.

ANDO BIEN, MI AMIGA. ET TOI?

I wanna read it~

[Jo]

Me: J'AIME LA VIE CETTE NUIT, MA COPINE.

But Erin doesn't.
Erin: That's not funny. Just--leave me alone, OK? *hides in dormitory*
Me: I'm nearly done with the one shot. It's really short, but it captures her POV well.

[Vanessa]

Me: TRES BIEN. :D (I does not have accent keys).

[Jo]

Me: I DO!
xD

Should I post it tho?

[Vanessa]

Me: ON WITH IT.

I didn't know my tutor had cats, so when I walked in and saw this sort of creamy-pelted cat I was like, "ROSALINE?" XD

[Jo]

Me: My violin teacher is an old maid with a lot of cats.
BUT ROSALINE.

xD

[Vanessa]

Me: xD Her cat was cute, though.

[Jo]

Me: What color pelt? Flawless silky white? As in Snowbell? XD

[Vanessa]

Me: xD Not quite; it was more buff. No one can match the elegant pure white fluffball that is Rosaline Kitty.
Rosaline: . . .
Me: REBLOGGING. When I see my friend Ivania tomorrow I'll poke her and ask if she's reblogged it.

[Jo]

Me: *tempted to pick her up and squeeze her*

Okay, almost done. Coming up in ten minutes.

[Vanessa]

Rosaline: I allow you to cuddle.
Me: she needs the affection

:D yay!
Meanwhile, I must go and annotate twenty pages of African literature. AWAY~

[Jo]

Me: *cuddles* YOU LOVELY FELINE.

In the meantime, try not to laugh. I suck at angst. http://www.goodreads.com/story/show/3...

[Vanessa]

Rosaline: ^^ purrrr~
Me: AH GOD I fell asleep annotating. >.> *click*

[Jo]

Me: OH SHE'S SO CUTE. xD
Love ya Roz <3

Now I reaaally regret writing that.