24 November 2013 @ 01:15 pm
I always wonder about these days.

Where the fuck are you all coming from?

That's a rhetorical question, no smartass replies are necessary.

[ooc: torture away!]
31 October 2013 @ 03:11 am
I've been here for something like three years. Three years? Oh, who the fuck knows. Something like that. This place is a puzzling hellhole most of the time. Full of teenagers, kids, and whiners.

And then you get shit like this past month, and you get annoyed that crap around here just doesn't die, and fuck it. I mean at least the curses only last one or two fucking days.

One time, one fucking time? People got turned into shit in a sideshow act. How fucking weird is that shit?

Time for a break. Time to get out of here and take a fucking break.
22 September 2013 @ 03:02 pm
I feel like this past week should have come with a safe touching PSA.
20 August 2013 @ 01:28 pm
Do diamonds always say marry me?

Can't they just say something like, I don't expect you to fuck me because of this diamond, I really fucking respect you, and I think you're worth a rock that's about a fucking million karats but this one is 24, so will it do?

I mean I don't even know who she is, so I took a photo: anyone got her name?

[ooc: uhhhh so Mr. Pink is in love, everyone run for cover]
23 June 2013 @ 03:57 am
I fucking hate this devil you know devil you don't shit. Let me tell you - pigs are pigs, and if it walks like a fucking duck and talks like one, it's a fucking duck. Don't let this shit fool you. If you think they aren't watching our fucking communications and taking copious fucking notes, you're fooling yourself. Don't think for a fucking minute that anyone is interested in our fucking freedom. Both sides are playing our asses against the fucking middle.

But hey. If they offer you shit, take it. Step one - look out for number one. Take the shit and run. No fucking obligations.

Shit this crap is making me jittery.
20 May 2013 @ 10:14 am
Holy shit.

It's that girl shit again. But fuck.

Well, the City got it right this time.
15 April 2013 @ 04:34 pm
That ship was crap.

Fucking bullshit.
13 March 2013 @ 03:29 pm
As far as I'm concerned anyone obsessed with Star Wars is a fucking child. I mean, come on.

You know, actually, I'm pretty sure it's responsible for the wave of shitty B-movies in the eighties. You got all those crappy 80s fantasy movies - Willow? Come on. Give me a fucking break. Shit like Labyrinth? What the fuck was Bowie smoking? And then all those crappy vampire movies. The Hunger. Near Dark.

Singers shouldn't be actors. Just get over it. You guys can sing. I mean come on there's no fucking doubting that Bowie doesn't just cover a tune well, right? But I'm just saying that's no need to make a shitty movie about the supernatural creature of the week.

Look, there's some shit that you just can't fucking mess with okay?

Well, except Lost Boys. I'd watch Lost Boys again.

On that note, can we stop with the Little Fucking Shop of Horrors around here?
17 February 2013 @ 04:09 pm
Bones, you better fucking be here, so fucking help me.

I'm up to here with the fucking teenage contingency screaming at who the fuck even knows. (Yes, I know it's not me, thanks for the fucking self-esteem boost, assholes.)
27 January 2013 @ 08:01 pm
Is is potato bullpotato.

And yes, this have been going on all potato day.
23 December 2012 @ 09:06 pm
So let me get this straight.

A giant tree pops out of the ground.

There's a big fucking annoyed looking bird in it.

It grows a fuckload of pears.

And you idiots actually eat them.


Well, I guess it's no fucking different from buying the food at the supermarket here, right? Fuck knows where that comes from, too.

Also, I'm going to say this, because shit, it keeps coming up, but Nucky? I'm not Nucky. What the fuck kind of name is that, anyway? And this is coming from a guy who goes by Mr. Pink.
15 November 2012 @ 04:31 pm

[The sound of whimpering, he's not crying, or screaming, damn it, he's just fallen in the middle of the street. All he wanted was a coffee.]

I'm dying.

I'm fucking dying.

[And still trying to crawl to the hospital.]

[ooc: victim of a certain rat's gutshot. Thanks Freddy.]
25 October 2012 @ 09:07 pm
[This voice sounds tired, confused, and maybe a little warped. It's definitely stranger than Mr. Pink's usual dulcet tones.]

What is going on-

[There's a pause and a buzzing noise]

What the fuck.

What the fuck.

What the fuck!

[The video turns on just enough for the camera to catch this skittering away and out of a freak show cage, dragging the device in tow]
03 September 2012 @ 03:09 pm
You're all fucking pigs.

Let me tell you, shit, it stinks. And it stinks even worse down here - I'm in the fucking sewers so I mean literal shit and what the fuck are you assholes eating? God it's rank - that means you, the pleasant citizenry of building 6, lay off the fast fucking food and eat some god damn roughage already.

Holy shit is that an alligator-
05 August 2012 @ 01:23 pm
So how many of you never want to touch champagne again?

It's the worst fucking hangover.
19 July 2012 @ 09:34 pm
I went to a fan convention once. Yesterday smelled just about as bad, except at fan conventions the smell is like a fucking ripe cheese. It matures to the point where shit, that crap smells nasty. Not a woman to be found in the entire fucking place. It was like no man's land of body odor and skin disorders. You would think that these guys would realize that the pimples didn't help shit any.

Did anyone actually get in yesterday?
09 July 2012 @ 08:01 pm

I don't want to hear thi-

Hear ye hear ye, getting hit by a car fucking hurts but not as much as gettng shot in the back by someone you thought was your fucking friend-

30 June 2012 @ 04:58 pm
I'm out of salt.

But the City is full of assholes.

[He is not going out there.]

I'll pay someone top dollar for salt.

[ooc: anything but crew doubles!]
04 June 2012 @ 07:20 pm
Don't you assholes know what cat scratch fever is?
24 May 2012 @ 07:52 pm
Oh thank fucking god.

This place was quiet for too long I thought everyone got fucking eaten or something.