NARRATIVE.
WHAT: Making a difficult decision.
WHEN: Saturday, July 23.
WHERE: The tunnels.
RATING: PG-13 for slightly disturbing thoughts, allusions to character death.
TO: cain.
FROM: t.
"it came to me then. That we were wonderful traveling companions but in the end no more than lonely lumps of metal in their own separate orbits. From far off they look like beautiful shooting stars, but in reality they’re nothing more than prisons, where each of us is locked up alone, going nowhere. When the orbits of these two satellites of ours happened to cross paths, we could be together. Maybe even open our hearts to each other. But that was only for the briefest moment. In the next instant we’d be in absolute solitude. Until we burned up and became nothing." i really will love you forever.
TO: jq, z, niz.
FROM: t.
who needs ice cream, tissues, and best friends? i'll tell you who. it's the guy with two thumbs typing this.
TO: x, chrysler, azzie.
FROM: t.
greek night tomo idc if u have amazon or alpha obligations
TO: ade
FROM: t.
can u pls take the beer from chryso tks
WHO: IF YOU SHOULD BE THERE, YOU KNOW. The list is so long, ok, and I don't want to disinclude someone, so if you feel Thalia would have sent you an invite: plox turn up.
WHAT: Niz's SURPRISE birthday party.
WHEN: Niz is being brought to their dorm at 7.15pm on 2nd February; however, if you came early to help Thalia decorate, drop it in the comments~
WHERE: Between Thalia and Niz's room and a little overfill into the hall and into Jacques' room.
STATUS/RATING: OOC/IC Log that will probably reach a triple x.
( We're future sailors, oh yeah, we're future sailors.. Electronic castaway, digital stowaway, sidewalk seadog, tell me what you dream of. )