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[righthandsmoke.insanejournal.com]

Who: Hydracula, visitors
Where: Inside the angerdome
When: Day 143, Late morning
What: SIMBAAAAA


[BOY LAST NIGHT SURE WAS EXCITING. There was definitely something of a commotion late last night bringing their squished teammate back home, however much attempts at keeping it subdued were made.

Now Simba's been settled into the least lumpy bed they have, and Scowl at least has been keeping constant paranoid vigil waiting for him to wake up.]

Maybe we should call that Judge . . .

Comments

[but_a_wolf.insanejournal.com]

It's not your fault, and a bad first game means whatever follows will be tame in comparison.

[righthandsmoke.insanejournal.com]

. . .

[but_a_wolf.insanejournal.com]

I'm trying to stay positive.

[righthandsmoke.insanejournal.com]

There's nothing positive about any of this.

[but_a_wolf.insanejournal.com]

He'll be fine.

[righthandsmoke.insanejournal.com]

He should've come out of it fine!

[but_a_wolf.insanejournal.com]

You know games don't always work like that. He didn't die, we'll get him fixed.

[righthandsmoke.insanejournal.com]

. . .

[time for a ttly smooth subject change!!] You need to make a grain mash for him. We can slip a couple of berries into it to knock him out.

[but_a_wolf.insanejournal.com]

[THO THUPER SMOOTH]

All right.

[righthandsmoke.insanejournal.com]

Thanks.