Stocking Anarchy (
saccharosium) wrote in
paradisa2012-02-29 03:47 pm
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eleven mystery flavors of pop rocks
[ Ugh, today is a horrible day and Stocking hopes it never happens again.
Her stockings were neon colors that so did not match her lolita outfits, her tea was always cold and with milk in it, and now she could not even make regular cupcakes.
So now the journal is filled with a sound of rage and frustration. ]
Why do the cupcakes keep coming out black and spicy?!!! [ Then the sound of pans hitting the floor. ]
Stupid castle!
[ ooc; Open for journal or action! ]
Her stockings were neon colors that so did not match her lolita outfits, her tea was always cold and with milk in it, and now she could not even make regular cupcakes.
So now the journal is filled with a sound of rage and frustration. ]
Why do the cupcakes keep coming out black and spicy?!!! [ Then the sound of pans hitting the floor. ]
Stupid castle!
[ ooc; Open for journal or action! ]

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That doesn't sound so bad.
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I'm sure you'd love them, Midnighter.
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Worse things than spicy cupcakes have happened to me.
[ squawk. ]
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I like the way you think. [ And she is indeed grabbing a small container to save a few, about a dozen or so.
Also, the squawking has piqued her interest a bit. ] Hopefully that bird or whatever I hear has not attacked you.
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Anytime. [ ... ] And no. You in the market for a pet?
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No, but thanks! Honekoneko might eat it, even if I wanted it.
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Don't be so sure. Honekoneko is a what, now? [ ... ] A cat?
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dictated;
dictated forever?
dictated forever!
You should probably wait until the castle calms down.
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I have already admitted defeat. I am cleaning up and then going into town.
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Be careful. I think stuff in town might be acting up too.
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[ She lets out a groan. ] Wonderful.
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[he chuckles] Sorry to be the bearer of bad news.
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I do not believe we have spoken before. I am Stocking Anarchy.
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Do you need some help Stocking?
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... Maybe cleaning up...
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You're in the kitchen?
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Yes.
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I'm on my way.
[But with the craziness of the castle, a normal five minute walk to the kitchen becomes a test in will as he gets all kinds of lost before he finally shows up.]
Okay, that was an experience I won't be forgetting soon.
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Hello~ And let me guess, the stairs trapped you for a bit?
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Yeah, I spent forever trying to figure out what floor I was on. And then I got side tracked in the library-don't go in there if you can avoid it.
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What is going on with the library? [ Thanks to her loss, instead of tossing every cupcake into the bag whole like a normal person, she uses her hand to scrunch and crumble them up into the garbage bag. Sob, fuck you castle. ]
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