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[icansmokemyself.insanejournal.com]

Who: I SPY WITH MY LITTLE EYE, SOMEONE IN BLACK
Where: Ophibarracks
When: Day 108 evening
What: \o/ IT'S A PARTY NOW THAT _____'S HERE

[No actually he's just in the kitchen getting into someone's cigarette stash, wondering how you make them do the thing with the smoke, while peering intently into his message tube.

SHAPE-CHANGER ANTICS WILL BE HAD.]

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[icansmokemyself.insanejournal.com]

[The shift if features is a little less pronounced now that he knows what he's supposed to look like, but it still happened before he reminds himself]

Dunno what everyone else is complaining about. All I've done so far is exist.

[winningly.insanejournal.com]

[iinteresting. leaning around you to pick up a cup, seemingly mindless of your space.]

Once you've been here long enough, you'll see, new kid.

[icansmokemyself.insanejournal.com]

That doesn't mean shit right now though.

[winningly.insanejournal.com]

To you.

[la la, gettin' me a beer.]

[icansmokemyself.insanejournal.com]

That's what's important right now.

[winningly.insanejournal.com]

Mmmhm. Man, you're kind of cute when you're all indignant like that.

[icansmokemyself.insanejournal.com]

Who the hell are you calling cute?!

[winningly.insanejournal.com]

[ohoho.]

Aw, well, I thought I was talkin' to you.

[icansmokemyself.insanejournal.com]

Hey hey, I can tell I'm being taunted!

[winningly.insanejournal.com]

[sips at his beer]

Yeah? Can you?

[icansmokemyself.insanejournal.com]

What is all this, huh? Stare at the new guy, no one introduces themselves..!

[winningly.insanejournal.com]

Maybe we're distracted by the shouting and the bitching. I go by Reaper.