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[exanimatus]

This trip is bullshit.

I hope that there's a serial killer out in the woods. I hope that he murders all of you.

Preemptive dibs on the bed with the least amount of blood on it.

[this iJournal message is brought to you by the surly teenager on the roof of the Marian Family Cabin. how did he get up on the roof? he doesn't know, but it's better than talking to any of you losers.]

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[payback]

Yeah, your condition probably explains that gross disorder you call a personality!

`[OOOH BUUUURN giggle giggle]

[endthem]

[radio silence from this guy as he tucks his iJournal away and hauls himself up onto the roof]

[exanimatus]

I am going to throw you off a fucking roof.

[as soon as Legato gets up there, Zelman is rolling his eyes and making BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH puppet motions with his hand.]

[payback]

I'd like to see you try, shrimpy boy! I don't think all that listening to Dashboard Confessional actually gives you muscles! [LAUGH laugh isn't she a wit]

[endthem]

[Firstly, he automatically pauses for a moment as he climbs up onto the roof... until he realizes that Zelman's still talking to Rin, and not to him.

Secondly, that puppetshow actually earns a touch of a smirk. He really does have Rin's mannerisms down to an art.

And lastly... really? Dashboard Confessional? Really?]

[exanimatus]

Why does everyone keep saying that!? I don't even like Dashboard Confessional! Shit, you can at least try to make fun of me with something that makes sense....!

[yeah bro, give him a moment.]

[payback]

[laughs at Zelman's aggravation, that's all.

some things stay the same from world to world.]

[endthem]

[yeah, this is turning out to be pretty entertaining all around.

He'll just take a seat near where his cousin is laying, smirking to himself.]

[exanimatus]

Tch', whatever. I'm going to go. You have fun getting eaten alive by leeches, or whatever.

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[payback]

Oh please. Leeches don't eat me alive, I eat THEM alive.

[payback]

Actually did you know a bunch of Napoleon's soldiers died like that? I read it in a book once, they drank leeches and suffocated.

[endthem]

[ha, seeing someone else stuck in conversation with Rin really is surprisingly satisfying. See, this is why he goes to such clever lengths to ditch her]

[exanimatus]

...That's fucked up. Unrelated statement: you're weird. I'm leaving.

[payback]

Uh huh, uh huh, you're a big baby.

[exanimatus]

I'm leaving.

[payback]

So leave already.

[exanimatus]

Doing it.

[and he.. turns his iJournal off. sjdfklsd.]

[payback]

[giggles to herself and returns to sunbathing]

[endthem]

[he... might be laughing to himself a little.

Just a little.]

[exanimatus]

Yeah, yeah. Laugh it up.

[he falls back onto the roof with a TORTURED SIGH.]

I hate everything.

[endthem]

It could be worse, you know.

At least you can hang up on her.

[exanimatus]

I do not envy you. [he holds his hand out, flexing his fingers. hat please.]

[endthem]

[he hands it over]

So, aside from hiding on top of cabins, what do you plan on doing to help this very long week go by more quickly?

[exanimatus]

[he puts that hat properly back on his head. balance is restored to the world.]

Ugh, I've been trying to figure it out. Guess I'm taking Eva around when everything's dead tonight, so I'll get a scope of the area and see if there's anything worth wasting time on. Other than that, I dunno. Contemplating grand theft auto. Or homicide.

Ice cream first, though. [he raises his hand to point at nothing in particular.] Priorities.

[endthem]

[see, this is why he hangs out with you when he can, cousin. He folds his legs and leans forward so he can peer apathetically down over the edge of the roof]

If you find something, would you be so kind as to not let me miss it.

[homicide or ice cream]

I need to keep Del busy. [--you know, that girlfriend that he may or may not have mentioned]