Knowhere IC

The food here is [...] Il cibo qui non è buono. Good thing I don't eat much But if anyone can get me fresh ingredients, I'll make spaghetti bolognese for everyone. One that'll make you want to lick your fingers off to the bone. Or just [...] lick them, rather.

And I've been noticing that people have been getting things, so if a zombie shows up, his name is Jules-Albert and it's not his fault that he's undead or in service of Hades. And he doesn't bite, so just talk race cars until I come to get him. I think that's like it

Why would you even separate me from McDonald's? I was at camp all year and I can only eat that many marshmallows and my personal chauffeur drives too fast for me to eat my fries in peace and I just placed the order and my boyfriend is not even here. I think I deserved to eat some McDonald's fries in peace, because college is happening. Was happening. And I was surrounded by burly men in cowboy boots and hats and guitars.

And I haven't even heard a prophecy about this space head but are you sure it's not a Titan because I do think that some of them can get this big if they decompose. Still prefer their asses to be in Tartarus, but hey. Space. Do I need a space suit? Will this be like Alien or is it like Firefly or the Mythomagic in space expansion? DO YOU HAVE WONDER WOMAN BECAUSE DEMIGODS NEED TO STICK TOGETHER.

What needs fighting? Seriously.

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