Sunday, March 07, 2010

Twenty

Today. Today I'll make everything better. I hope. Remember, though, that no story is better than an inherently flawed story. Force me to post and I'll kill Nyoromo. I will.
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12 comments:

Elphaba said...

No one's forcing you to post! (Especially not if Nyoromo's gonna die.) Don't worry about it.

March 07, 2010 5:05 PM
Reogan said...

Nyoromo is my favorite threat at this point.

March 07, 2010 7:17 PM
Elphaba said...

You're exploiting my personality trait that is commonly referred to as "being a softie." Not nice. But it works. :P

March 09, 2010 3:42 PM
Reogan said...

That's what counts.

March 09, 2010 5:57 PM
Elphaba said...

You would respond like that... *sighs, but not in a Met-like way--more in an Elphaba-like way*

March 09, 2010 7:40 PM
Reogan said...

Have I yet spoken of my disdain for using asterisks to write actions? No? Well I loathe it.

March 09, 2010 7:48 PM
Met said...

*smiles at Reogan's post*
*sees Elphaba's post*
*sighs*
*props head up and slowly shakes it at the screen*
*looks up*
*sighs*
;)

March 09, 2010 9:46 PM
Reogan said...

What sins condemned me to this hellish realm?

March 10, 2010 9:07 PM
Met said...

*points finger directly at Reogan's heart*

April 10, 2010 10:10 PM
Reogan said...

What heart?

April 12, 2010 8:11 PM
Met said...

*stabs Reogan with sword*
*pulls out the sword*
*looks at the sword*
*shrugs*
*clubs Reogan to the head with the handle of the sword*

April 12, 2010 8:14 PM
Reogan said...

Not the head! I keep my thinking stuff there.

April 13, 2010 6:22 PM

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