Rooms

[Locked to Gwen]
Tell me everything bad I ever did to you.


[Locked to MJ]
Did you die or was that a dream?

Now, if we can just take a break from the self loathing, abandonment issues, homicidal tendencies, and the broken hearts club for a tiny second and bring it back to my point about fairy tales...

Everyone's hearts are a little dark, a little charred I guess you could say. I don't think you'd all want to just sit back and let the worlds call you wicked. You all deserve to live happily ever after, there's more wicked here than there is good and there's more want here than there is anywhere else too. More desire, and passion, and horror. What does Snow White have that you don't have? I'll tell you. Snow White doesn't have [...] life experience. She was a sheltered little shit, you know. Nosy, bossy. An only child. And a princess.

But sweet in her own way. I took a shine to her right away. But her father not so much, he was old, I was a teenager, what did I want with that? I was in love already. Passionately. Forbidden love. All I wanted in the world was to marry my stable boy and live happily ever after. But no. I was, instead, forced to marry the King, become a mother to a child that wasn't mine. And when I went to tell my lover that I couldn't see him anymore Snow White overheard us and TOLD MY MOTHER WHAT SHE HAD SEEN.

Well. Imagine how well that went. And what happened to my lover.

So. There you go, there are two sides to every story, and I'm sure there are even more than that. One day I'll introduce you to my huntsman, he has a tale to tell of his own. And a heart as black as the rest of ours.

So. While I don't think half of you even know what you want, or what your deepest desire actually is. I do hope you get it. Before you kill each other.

[After he hears about Louis' visit. If typing can be pissed, it is now.]

[Locked to Neil D]
I can't be gone for two days without my HOUSE being broken into? ¿Qué clase de broma es ésta? ¡Carajo!

[Locked to Louis D]
¡Qué demonios! ¡Lo juro por mi madre! YOU BROKE IN TO MY HOUSE AND WERE GONNA TAKE MY DAUGHTER AND SAM SOMEWHERE? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?

DO
NOT
TOUCH
MY
DAUGHTER

IS THAT CLEAR ENOUGH?

[Locked to 'Occupied' Anon]

Did it happen again?

[Locked to Max M.]

I'm ready to meet with your friends who need help.

I'm not at all surprised to see that the trend of building upward when attempting to overpopulate a small island continues. It is tradition after all.

[Ford C]

need to tell you something.

[Marina S]

hey. how's the medical shit going?

[Sam A]

so do I need to bring Harriet some fucking flowers?

[Louis D]

I ain't gonna ask if shit is good. I saw Micah's shit. you need anything?

[Daniel W]

run out of music yet?

eta: [Joey A]

Alexander. you don't remember me real well, I remember you.

I feel like I need a gun.

To keep safe.

Personal protection.

I've no idea where in this town to start, but before you ask, yes. I know how to handle one. I don't like it but I can if needed.

Does anyone have any advice?