Doors

So, the other night, I was quite the arse, and I said a lot of things that I really didn't mean to someone who didn't deserve it, and it was public. For that I am sorry for those subject to that tirade of epic proportions. It will not happen again, and life seems sorted. Don't judge too harshly. I have more than enough to make up for.

Thus ends the public service announcement.

(ooc: second O in too corrected for Lin, the grammar Nazi. :D)

[Locked to the Riddler]

I need your assistance, my friend.

[As Micah C]

My playlists are empty.

Favourite songs? A preference towards instrumental.

[Public]
I'm in a good mood, so here's an easy one.

Riddle me this, I am too much for one, enough for two, but nothing to three. What am I?

[Locked to Sam A]

I think I may have agreed to something stupid.

[LOCKED to Joker]
[Several hours after this.]

The next time you involve an infant in your little power trips, I'm going to feed you to my newest plant.

[After getting checked into the hospital begrudingly and checked out, Jane sits in a patient room with an IV attached to her.  She's waiting for Thor, impatiently and more than a little annoyed.]

[After getting back to the Vegas side and knowing she's going to need to go see Tristan]

[Phone Call: Archie/Tiffani]

Ring, Ring

[Locked: Sam A/Tiffani R]

Did I miss anything big the past few days?

[locked to louis d.]

Hey. Got a minute?