--Ohura!!
Sonuvabitch!
Sonuvabitch!
- Mood:
shocked
Great thing about growin' up in a children's home izzat ya never hafta worry about th' chickenpox again. Looks like some'a you losers didn't have that luxury. [snide laughter] ...My tongue feels kinda funny, though... Ow.
Who's not too sick ta go fer a ride? With pretty much everyone down fer th' count, we c'n really tear ass!
Who's not too sick ta go fer a ride? With pretty much everyone down fer th' count, we c'n really tear ass!
- Mood:
excited
...
Iwannalernenglish
Iwannalernenglish
- Mood:
frustrated
Hell. I knew it was too good ta be true...
...I want a haircut, but I don't trust just any'a you clowns ta come at me with a pair'a scissors.
[text]
need a hair cut
pretty girls only
shuld lern english 2
i gues . . .
PRETTY GIRLS ONLY !
...I want a haircut, but I don't trust just any'a you clowns ta come at me with a pair'a scissors.
[text]
need a hair cut
pretty girls only
shuld lern english 2
i gues . . .
PRETTY GIRLS ONLY !
- Mood:
disappointed
...Kei. M'I glad ta see you--
[transmission cut; quality time with Kei-ghost ensues.]
[transmission cut; quality time with Kei-ghost ensues.]
- Mood:
surprised
What's with all this flowery crap?
What's-her-name...? YORDA! Dont'cha think you've gone too far with th' gardening?
[ ooc: Aaand he's back! ]
What's-her-name...? YORDA! Dont'cha think you've gone too far with th' gardening?
[ ooc: Aaand he's back! ]
- Mood:
indescribable
[Kaneda is making a ruckus, and by ruckus that means he is throwing glass and other fragile items against very hard surfaces, breaking them without thought and grunting as he pitches them]
I can't fuckin' stand this!
You bring my friend here only ta take 'im away again?! He was getting better! F'you just let 'im stay for a while he'd be like he was before!
But-- but it's--
[a scuffle as something bulky skids across the floor with a metallic shriek; he suddenly sounds tired, almost defeated]
--my fault, too. He was here an'... shit, I was so angry about everything he did. It was my second chance an' I screwed it up... I screwed it up.
[he clears his throat, trying to sound composed and normal, but his voice is very robotic]
F'any'a you know what's good for you, you'll stay th' hell outta my way for now.
[ ooc: Mechanics, feel free to notice that Ohura is missing from the auto shop and will be for some time. ]
I can't fuckin' stand this!
You bring my friend here only ta take 'im away again?! He was getting better! F'you just let 'im stay for a while he'd be like he was before!
But-- but it's--
[a scuffle as something bulky skids across the floor with a metallic shriek; he suddenly sounds tired, almost defeated]
--my fault, too. He was here an'... shit, I was so angry about everything he did. It was my second chance an' I screwed it up... I screwed it up.
[he clears his throat, trying to sound composed and normal, but his voice is very robotic]
F'any'a you know what's good for you, you'll stay th' hell outta my way for now.
[ ooc: Mechanics, feel free to notice that Ohura is missing from the auto shop and will be for some time. ]
- Mood:
numb
...Sorata, what did'ja put in th' honey? An' don't lie, or you'll regret it!
- Mood:
confused
We don't got room for you. Get th' hell out!
- Mood:
frustrated
- Mood:
sore
Finally found this stupid thing...
What th' hell happened out there?
Bulma, Yamagata? Kakihara? Tetsuo...? Someone tell me somethin'!
What th' hell happened out there?
Bulma, Yamagata? Kakihara? Tetsuo...? Someone tell me somethin'!
- Mood:
drained
Shit! SHIT! Has anyone seen Tetsuo?!
[switches to text]
tetsohasanyo fhgdjgdh; ;
I HAET THISSHIT !!!
TETSUO ?
[switches to text]
tetsohasanyo fhgdjgdh; ;
I HAET THISSHIT !!!
TETSUO ?
- Mood:
frantic
HAPPI BASUDEI, BURUMA!
[ ooc: and now I'll stop being a lazy twat and tag people. orz orz orz ]
[ ooc: and now I'll stop being a lazy twat and tag people. orz orz orz ]
- Mood:
good
[text, private to scientists || hackable, like CRAZY hackable]
need somethng
you assholes OWE ME !!
[/private]
Migh be time toget this thng out
any takers ?
need somethng
you assholes OWE ME !!
[/private]
Migh be time toget this thng out
any takers ?
- Mood:
irate
The sky... eh. Who cares? Probably don't mean anything.
- Mood:
blank
[screened from yamagata and tetsuo || still very hackable, but he's learning!]
Damn. Whaddya do with a kid that's sick in th' head, but still looks like one'a your best friends on th' outside?
[/screened]
[yaaawn] S'been quiet 'round here. I got cramps in my ass from sittin' for so long!
Who wants ta do somethin'? Bust windows, thin out th' feral dog population, steal, race. Sky's th' limit!
Damn. Whaddya do with a kid that's sick in th' head, but still looks like one'a your best friends on th' outside?
[/screened]
[yaaawn] S'been quiet 'round here. I got cramps in my ass from sittin' for so long!
Who wants ta do somethin'? Bust windows, thin out th' feral dog population, steal, race. Sky's th' limit!
- Mood:
busy
[screened from tetsuo, courtesy of bulma]
hey doctors
lisen ,
if a kid namd tetsuo wants his chip out
don`t do it
he is very vry dangeruss
black hair
balck eyes
whit shirt
grey pants
163cm
blood type A
watch out !
[/screened]
hey doctors
lisen ,
if a kid namd tetsuo wants his chip out
don`t do it
he is very vry dangeruss
black hair
balck eyes
whit shirt
grey pants
163cm
blood type A
watch out !
[/screened]
- Mood:
tired
[private to bulma || TOTALLY HACKABLE kaneda you suck so hard at computers button-mashing can't help you now :| ]
I need ta talk to you.
[/private]
I need ta talk to you.
[/private]
- Mood:
confused
[grunt of irritation]
First off! Lemme know f'you can understand what I'm sayin'. I don't have time t'sift through and figger out who speaks Japanese and who don't. Th'text thing's all bullshit anyway.
Hey, Yamagata. Let's get outta th'warehouses and move in somewhere else, like th'high school. We can trash classrooms there. Old times, right?
First off! Lemme know f'you can understand what I'm sayin'. I don't have time t'sift through and figger out who speaks Japanese and who don't. Th'text thing's all bullshit anyway.
Hey, Yamagata. Let's get outta th'warehouses and move in somewhere else, like th'high school. We can trash classrooms there. Old times, right?
- Mood:
cold
[communicator is suddenly cut on]
--ERE'S ALL TH'FOOD?!
--ERE'S ALL TH'FOOD?!
- Mood:
pissed off