Nora Diniro (
eat_me_beat_me) wrote in
paradisa2012-01-26 06:38 pm
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[Nora has finally decided to bite the bullet and go out into the snow. She figures it's probably going to be around for at least another month so she might as well do something, right?
Right.
So she's decided to try her hand at snow sculptures. Some might just make snow men. She got a little more creative with the idea. She's set herself up a fair distance away from the strange people under the light, not wanting to be disrespectful of whatever that's supposed to be. Humming softly to herself she puts the finishing touches on a shark heading straight for an unsuspecting snowman.]
((OOC: That's right, kids. Nora's making Calvin and Hobbes snowmen outside. COME JOIN HER! She, uh, may have put firecrackers in a few of them, too. So watch out for exploding snowmen.))

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Always. You should've seen what I did when we were on pirate ships last year. We stopped at a beach and I made a really cool sand sculpture.
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The one I was one was more of a cruise ship than anything else. We mostly relaxed, played games... I met this weird-ass pirate on an island who was putting beads in everyone's hair. I think he was plastered.
One of the other ships got attacked by the Navy and a bunch of people were captured. The other ship went to rescue them. I wasn't part of any of that but I heard all about it over the journals.
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What the fuck is that supposed to mean? Just 'cause I think it's pointless to try to figure this fucking place out doesn't mean I like it or that I'm just gonna just lay back and take it. If you pay attention to anything that comes spewing out of the journals you'll see that there's a shit ton of people risking their asses to get answers and what do they get? Nothing. So excuse me if I think it's a waste of time trying to figure out why the castle likes to put us in frilly dresses and make us dance around in some demented play once every couple of months. They'd be putting their time to better use if they tried to find a way to keep the castle from fucking with us in the first place. Or, better yet, just getting people to wake the fuck up and stop sitting around whining about everything.
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Oh, really? Well, if this fucking castle-
[He stops. It was the castle. Not anyone else. And certainly not Nora. He steps away, turning his back to her. After a couple seconds of just breathing, he turns around.]
I don't want to argue with you.
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Then don't...
[She turns around, going back to her work so he can't see the hurt in her eyes]
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I didn't mean to... Nora, I...
[He's getting more and more choked up as he speaks. The only way of escape he can see is to leave. Leave before something more terrible comes out of his mouth.]
I'm sorry. I'm terribly sorry, Nora. I'll... I'll talk to you later.
[And he'll be hurrying off in the direction of the town now.]
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