![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Entry tags:
[192] [029] Overkill
Alright, alright, I'm up, I'm up. Have shipped off my ridiculously needy aunts, and will now hopefully get my life back on track. Notably, tonight is my first LATE WORK WEEKDAY, now that the mall's hours have increased. It's so fucking dumb, you have no idea. At least this should give me some extra downtime to catch up on RP stuff, since I remain hopelessly behind for the time being. Also, Wanda needs one more signature for her council thinger, which is the last time I'll mention it. If it happens, it happens, if it don't, it don't.
Started season 6 of Hill Street Blues and it's already kicking my ass with feelings. I'm spoiled for something that happens in about ten episodes, and I am so not prepared for it. :(
You cast the Spell just in time. The missile hits your magical shield and splatters against it, dribbling on to the floor. You test the resulting mush to see what it was. You were nearly hit by a tomato! In the centre of the room, the sleeping figure is stirring.
Cautiously, you approach the little man. As you get close, a single eye opens and looks you straight in the face. A wide grin spreads between the creature's ears and he disappears. 'Good mornin' to yer!" says a chirpy little voice behind you, and you swivel round to see him standing there, still grinning. 'I'm O'Seamus, the Leprechaun!' he chuckles, and holds his hand out to you. He seems friendly enough.
Started season 6 of Hill Street Blues and it's already kicking my ass with feelings. I'm spoiled for something that happens in about ten episodes, and I am so not prepared for it. :(
You cast the Spell just in time. The missile hits your magical shield and splatters against it, dribbling on to the floor. You test the resulting mush to see what it was. You were nearly hit by a tomato! In the centre of the room, the sleeping figure is stirring.
Cautiously, you approach the little man. As you get close, a single eye opens and looks you straight in the face. A wide grin spreads between the creature's ears and he disappears. 'Good mornin' to yer!" says a chirpy little voice behind you, and you swivel round to see him standing there, still grinning. 'I'm O'Seamus, the Leprechaun!' he chuckles, and holds his hand out to you. He seems friendly enough.
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 4
Now what?
no subject