o9 ❂ voice + text

[ironmanic]

If you close your eyes, you don't notice the screams of a thousand delicate secrets shattering over the flavorless chalk the gods decided to feed us today.

I feel like I'm in Wal-Mart. Or Target. Or anywhere else that capitalizes on every single holiday created by the western world. Can we expect leprechauns next month? Miserable employees in red shirts and khakis forced to wish us a happy Mother's Day?

But I digress.

[The sound of munching]

These things and candy corn are addictive as hell.

[munch munch munch]

If magical lightning boy would please step forward. I need to talk to you about your grades young man.

[ooc | Got Billy Kaplan's UNREGISTERED candy. Hello Civil War aka The Divorce!]

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(voice.)

[ironmanic]

And why would you think he isn't?

(voice.)

[godofabs]

Can I not worry for a housemate?

(voice.)

[ironmanic]

When he's in my capable hands? No.

(voice.)

[godofabs]

You seemed wary of him when we first met. What changed?

(voice.)

[ironmanic]

I warded my office against magic lightning.

[He didn't. But hey-- that's a good idea.]

(voice.)

[godofabs]

I do not believe that there would be a need to. His a good boy, I doubt he would hurt anyone on purpose.

(voice.)

[ironmanic]

It's the accidents that cause a few hearts to short-circuit.