35 - The Sea Forgets Its Cargoes & Rages

[worldofourown]

[ See Karl. ]

[ See Karl glowering. ]

[ See Karl livid. ]

I don't care about these damned ghouls. I hope they make each and every one of you squeal like bitty piglets. What I want to know which one of you did it. You know what I'm talking about. Who was it?

[ His eyes glow red. ]

Tell me.

[ OOC: Fallout of the weekend and Hatter's Diety trade. Someone is a ken-doll and not happy. Feel free to poke him, but don't expect an answer unless he knows you well xD ]

Comments

[worldofourown]

Annoyed is an understatement.

[sympathyforme]

Heh.

What would you call it?

[worldofourown]

What would I call it?

The same thing I'd call this entire affair. The Whims of Brats With Too Much Time At Hand.

[sympathyforme]

It's The City, what do you expect?

So what happened?

[worldofourown]

[ He's half-certain you already know. ]

Nothing.

Except that someone has a juvenile sense of humor.

[sympathyforme]

Quite a few people do.

Including you.

[worldofourown]

I'm not certain I ever took a grudge this far.

[sympathyforme]

Maybe it's permanent.

[worldofourown]

Nothing is permanent in this hellhole City.

[ He knows that much. ]

[sympathyforme]

Alas.