Hello people who I may or may not know~

Well I fell into prison about a quarter till three
Where I found in my cell a glass waiting for me
So I filled what was empty and I pulled up a stool
But he stood in the corner, the old devil wouldn't move
He said, "You drink when you're lonely." "No I drink when I want!"
He said, "You'll never be sober." "Sure. Why would I want that?
I only drink to be merry but unfortunately...
I'm in the wrong prison cell and the wrong company"


*sings as he opens up shop again* Another day, another fight. *turns to see two men squabbling nearby* Oy, boys, why not come in for a drink, quit the fightin fer a bit, aye? *shouting*

*grumbles* Quit yer fighting, you two are on the same side for crying out loud, no? *smacks one of them upside the head with top of her scythe*

*walks into the bar and slumps over on the counter* Mornin' Hermfafa.

Mornin, Elfafa~ *pats head* What can I get ya?

Nothing at the moment, love.

Well, alright. *sits next to* Seems you're the only one here for now, which means I'm in good company =)

I see a strange young girl hanging about, but I doubt she'll join the conversation.

*smiles* It would seem so.

*glances at the lurking girl* I see you there.

Yes, we can all see her, but it seems she wishes to just stare at us like a stalker. We should poke her, incessantly.

Hm, maybe we should. *smirks and pokes the lurker*

*pokes at said lurker mercilessly*

*pokes again* She doesn't move much does she? *frowns*

Sure she does. To get snacks, to chide bad RPers, to bother her friends, to do normal person people human-y things, etc.

in the meantime.....*pokes with stick*

Hm, it would seem she ran off. *sigh* Oh well.

Oh, darn )= Well, there goes that...*pokes Elfafa*

Gah! *swats* Don't poke me! D:

Oh, why not? D;

*points to large bruise on arm* ; ^; Das why.

Das why I poke da other arm D;

It's on both of my arms. :c

But ot where I be pokin D;

-lurklurklurklurk-

Do I get poked now, too? ;]

Well, I didn't explain this part, but the little incident yesterday was because I needed to get bloodwork done, and was not allowed to eat for twelve straight hours. :c And... both my arms bruised, the right because, quite literally, my blood refused to come out and the left, poked after I woke back up, bruised because it's not used to that. And they're both sore.

Oh, hey batty. c:

Uhm...maybe ^_^ *pokupokupoku*

@ Elfafa - Ouch >.< Sorry to hear all that

Hermfafa: Yeah, it wasn't good. ; n; Though I feel so much better now. xD

SOMEONE ELSE WAS POKING ELFY WITH NEEDLES?!?

NOT. FAIR.

WHOA WHAT, WHEN DID I EVER CONSENT TO BEING POKED WITH NEEDLES AT ALL? D:

That one time, when we drugged you :3

;3; But I wanted to inject you with my LOOOOOOOOOVE.

When did you... D:

I'm not staying alone with you guys anymore. xD;

Or at least, being the first one to pass out. xD;

Yup, always pass out AFTER batty, good idea.

Muhuhuhuhu... I do evil things to people, don't I love?

I'm so nervous... voting for the item design contest is going on now.

But Batty doesn't sleep. :c

Yes it is Batty, both for users and staff ;3

EXACTLY. So one way or another, everyones screwed. Teeheehee.

Hermes;; I'm flippin nevous. Zane and Poggy have a lot of fans, thus far.

All of the submissions were REALLY good, and it was hard as hell to vote.

WE SHOULD ALL WIN. xDD;

But that would make things too easy.

Argh.
//dies
We're out of Coooooke //despair

I'm drinking a coke D8

Batty - Haha well, we'll see what happens.