Involuntary RPG Journal Entries

Happy Bastille Day, IVI!

No doubt I will see many of you at the memorial later, but in case I don't, I wish you all the best of luck. May we one day meet under better circumstances, share a bottle of wine and think back on happier times, like Karim's Vilf Lists, when everyone was dying of the flu, and that time when our main objective was to smash the other team's eggs!

How the fuck are we supposed to return to our normal lives after this?

[Eagles]

Everyone okay? Got somewhere to go to back home?

[Léo - In French]

You okay? Thanks for. Y'know. During all that shit.

I've never been happier about my enthusiasm for training before.

[Léo - In French]

Do you know what's going on? Not with the new solitary thing but with the building being on fire.

[Eagles]

Don't worry ladies (and Brad and Odd Bjarne), I will be 'engaged' enough for all of us.

This place? Crazier than the circus. Which is exactly where I wish I could be right now.

I have no idea when Eurovision is on in this timezone (I think it is tomorrow? Possibly?) but who wants to watch it? I can promise terrible music, disastrous dresses and hilarious dancing. I predict that the Eastern Bloc will continue to all vote for each other and the UK will come close to last because we all still hate them for something, but I forget what.

It'll be fun!

Never have I been happier for my complete apathy towards politics.

Although I do hope that everyone is okay and no one was seriously hurt. That should go without saying but so many people jump to conclusions on this thing.

I've decided that for my birthday next month I'm going to buy myself a Nerf gun. Or maybe two Nerf guns.

Decisions decisions!