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[Aug. 5th, 2008|02:59 am] |
[[Over the course of the last few days, the London papers have been reporting serial murders in Whitechapel, as well as 'possibly connected' unexplained deaths. These deaths have not been linked to anyone, and their suspect lists are fairly long. Today's issues will now have stories about mass murders and unexplained deaths in the West End district, and a strange string of deaths starting from Nine Elms, dipping down as far south as Tulse Hill, and ending in Nunhead. All the obvious murders had their throats slashed. The total body count is up to 15 for the known murders. If one were to draw a red mark for each place a death occured on a map, it would most assuredly make a very grim sort of smiley face on the map.]]
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[Aug. 5th, 2008|07:55 am] |
( Nate ) |
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[Aug. 5th, 2008|07:57 am] |
Whatever that was, it had better not have been a weather machine. I'll never hear the end of it from Accounts if I had to destroy a cliché that terrible.
Now if someone could point me towards a phone and a bar where they know enough to serve their vodka colder than the beer? |
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[Aug. 5th, 2008|08:39 am] |
I guess I just need to make the best of things. B.B isn't here at the moment, but I've received some encouraging comments from some helpful people. The Joker is fucking crazy though.
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[Aug. 5th, 2008|10:10 am] |
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( Private ) |
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[Aug. 5th, 2008|10:18 am] |
Practice is boring. I gunna goes to arcades!
Who wants to comes along with? |
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[Aug. 5th, 2008|10:20 am] |
Who outs dere is knows on a weddingsplanner persons dats is can plans de most metal weddings in de histories of evertime?
I ain'ts goings to has a no sorts of pussy sorts of weddings. |
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[Aug. 5th, 2008|11:03 am] |
Ugh, officially weirded out.
This reminds me of that one time where I turned into Sam Winchester and ran around trying to put on my skirts (cute skirts, mhm)
I failed at that, by the way. |
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[Aug. 5th, 2008|12:50 pm] |
This place is so strange...
Lady Amalthea? How do you fare? |
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[Aug. 5th, 2008|01:11 pm] |
So, the last thing I remember is Mom picking me up from Lava Springs Country Club after I broke up with Troy. And now it looks like I'm somewhere else!
Can anyone help me out with this? Please? |
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[Aug. 5th, 2008|02:10 pm] |
People going around killing other people seriously turns me on, it's lovely.
Those of you who think you're on 'my side' of things should take notes. They're true geniuses. Some of you? Not so much. Maybe I should do some replacing.
So who wants to play with me? I'm feeling very... anxious. |
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[Aug. 5th, 2008|03:32 pm] |
All this talk of murder is proving damaging to my psyche.
New York is getting to be a little much for me. I hear California's nice, though. And I've always wanted to live somewhere warm with nice beaches.
One of us is going to lose the battle, and I'm afraid to say it's going to be me. She's always been the stronger of us. |
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[Aug. 5th, 2008|09:09 pm] |
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[Aug. 5th, 2008|10:57 pm] |
So, how many Summerses are here, anyway? There are plenty of people from my Mom's side of the family, and I've seen Uncle Alex and Rachel. Is that everyone? |
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[Aug. 5th, 2008|11:04 pm] |
This place again?
Fucking hell. |
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[Aug. 5th, 2008|11:23 pm] |
To Mr Sweeney and that clown-faced bloke who calls himself the Joker:
Congratulations on a job well done, gentleman. You've done Discord proud. |
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