Post-It: ETD 00:03am [Video]
May. 15th, 2014 09:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
maced_eggsI don't understand the death toll.
No, I do, I mean. I know how it works. You die, Admiral brings you back, you're up and bouncing again in a week's time.
But I mean.
Who's taking your soul out before you go? Are people's souls staying in their bodies through their deaths? That's why it hurts so much to come back?
That's the most horrible thing I've ever heard in my life.
Someone give me back my powers and my fuckin' Post-its. Or a drink. Or all three. I want to take souls again, I've changed my mind. This place is awful.
[Spam for Dark Heart]
[By some small miracle, Mason's managed to find his room again, nestled safely on the fourth floor between Gary and Dean. He remembers it only when he's able to find one of the two on the ship and them follow them back to their rooms.
Here, he's fast asleep after a long and trying week, his muscles twinging and aching. He's under his smelly, stained comforter in a terrible Murphy bed with springs popped up all through the mattress, clothes spread everywhere. Home sweet home]
No, I do, I mean. I know how it works. You die, Admiral brings you back, you're up and bouncing again in a week's time.
But I mean.
Who's taking your soul out before you go? Are people's souls staying in their bodies through their deaths? That's why it hurts so much to come back?
That's the most horrible thing I've ever heard in my life.
Someone give me back my powers and my fuckin' Post-its. Or a drink. Or all three. I want to take souls again, I've changed my mind. This place is awful.
[Spam for Dark Heart]
[By some small miracle, Mason's managed to find his room again, nestled safely on the fourth floor between Gary and Dean. He remembers it only when he's able to find one of the two on the ship and them follow them back to their rooms.
Here, he's fast asleep after a long and trying week, his muscles twinging and aching. He's under his smelly, stained comforter in a terrible Murphy bed with springs popped up all through the mattress, clothes spread everywhere. Home sweet home]
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Date: 2014-05-19 09:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-05-19 10:11 pm (UTC)[His chest would like to agree with this. That sucked.]
It's like a sword actually made out of fire. But solid and not going to burn the shit out of me.
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Date: 2014-05-19 10:37 pm (UTC)[Mason has confused the word with metaphorical]
So you're immune to fire, then? Thas' handy.
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Date: 2014-05-20 03:28 am (UTC)[Would have helped when he was stopping the zombie apocalypse though if he was.]
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Date: 2014-05-20 11:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-05-21 02:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-05-21 02:55 am (UTC)Did they let you keep your flamey sword here?
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Date: 2014-05-21 03:02 am (UTC)But Vin, my warden, gave most of it back.
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Date: 2014-05-21 11:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-05-22 03:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-05-22 11:44 am (UTC)