Guess who!

Set: Alain Chanoine: 195 icons
Details: m: black: black, bald: brown: 20s
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They are messed up. Every last one of the, so messed up. But man if I don't love them and all their messed up ways.

dear ex co mod,

Thank you for changing things in MY community that I created, without asking me. Now I have to go back and edit ads that you posted, check the journal, and change the password. Thank you so much for letting me see you are a tool before the game got going.

signed,
OWNER of the comm you fucked with

hell week at university making my character seem like she's a space cadet.

only a couple more days of this madness, thank god.

I wish I wasn't so curious. It always ends no place good. For that matter, I wish something OOC didn't really hurt my feelings like it's hurting me right now.

guilt over breaking a couple up sucks balls.

i hope the rest of the week isn't going to be like this. it'll make it a very long, drab week.

i wish i had more motivation to pick up another character, but the one character i have tends to dominate all my attention span. i miss the days when i was able to hold five plus characters at one time.

jfc, can you stop moving a thousand times and make up your damn mind? i'm getting sick of seeing you on pbads

that's how dorkily happy i feel whenever you guys are active, whenever you post, whenever something awesome/amazing/epic happens.

never change, guys.

Who: Hugh and Chloe
When: Afternoon
Where: The Cafe
What: Meeting a friendly face

Hugh was one of the many people guilty of not weather watching. Though he could obviously tell it was miserably cold outside in his opinion, he never expected another windy day to arrive so soon. It wasn't really a big deal for him since most of his day was spent inside the sanctuary of the Art Supplies Shop if not home. Sadly, it was still quite cold inside. People left the door open, or a rush of cold air seemed to be trapped inside the facility.

Though windy in the Afternoon, the Cafe was hardly a journey from the Art Supplies Shop. Dressed in a warm jacket, he somewhat jogged towards the area and asked for a regular cup of coffee. The server was kind enough to offer that Hugh seat himself and she would bring the hot beverage to him.

Hugh sat in the way back and set down his sketchbook that he brought with him everywhere. While he waited for his coffee, he flipped to a new page and began to look for inspiration.

Outside he saw a young woman standing outside. She had somewhat of a calm expression on her face, but she appeared to be glowing with energy despite the feature. For the hell of it he tried to draw her, starting with her hair blowing carelessly in the wind. She was at a perfect distance. He didn't feel like some creep for continuously staring at her. Especially when trying to get her facial features correct.

But when she began to walk into the interior of the cafe, Hugh flipped to another page and pretended to be working on his nearly finished sketch of the Arts and Trade Enclave.

Shit, shit shit. The medium kept telling himself, hoping that she didn't spot him looking at her. He hated confrontations. In fact, he was trying to figure out what his excuse was going to be. I don't know. Drawing you. Mind sound very creepy.

this is so adorable i might lose my lunch. i'd hate for that to happen, it was a grilled cheese and real tomato soup. not that canned stuff. idek. cute lines are good but sometimes a bit much for my brain to handle.

~pbads was much better. until now. i c u on another journal.

Now I'm really glad I left.

i seriously don't even know what to say right now. it hasn't even been 12 hours since your group joined our comm and the activity has already doubled on the friends page. not to mention every single one of you fits so perfectly with every single one of us.

it's adds like these that give me hope :)

As a mod:
( we all know the type of people who come and ruin the good things )

As a Player Vent:
( I'm mad )

no examples needed? might as well have no application at all.

edit: also, all you people who are going to that game and i'm not saying which one because you should know, is fucking stupid as hell. how many god damn times are you going to fall for it or follow along like a sheep? fucking idiots, all of you. you should have learned the first time.

stop acting so entitled because your pwecious wittle feewings got hurt.

Please don't do a pregnancy line if you don't know what you're talking about. This is the internet. Google it if you have to. But don't fumble blindly because it ticks off those of us who have half an idea.

Feeling like you maybe love a line/pairing more than the other person & might be killing their muse with threads/texts/random. Which sucks, because I really like being active and having a bunch of fun things to reply too, and having threads&texts get 50+. Just.. I don't know, I don't want to turn into her. If you want me to lay off please tell me, because I'd rather do the minimum activity rather than killing muses and losing them altogether. I think I might just be paranoid.

And unrelated; forgetting to put deoderant on because you just had to get that last tag in before literally running out the door for work. Only to arrive, realize halfway through the first hour you forgot, and suddenly unable to stop thinking about the Cosby/Christmas sweater joke Dane Cook does. eta: also forgot my ipod, ugh.