religionmyass: (insert expletive)
[Filter: Finlay]

So. Let me ask you this. Does your little Princess know that that friend of hers is planning on boarding a one way ship to Aeda, this month?
religionmyass: (I am the brightest crayon)
[Filter: Finlay]

I can't hear a fucking word they're saying, but I can tell you they look damned excited about whatever it is. Skyler ain't even here, for once. Wasn't invited, seems like, and I ain't seen him skulking around. Had a hell of a time getting in, by the way, even with your special fancy fucking letter. No one's much paying mind to your little Queen. Some gossip here and there, but it's all pretty fucking boring. The usual shit -- just about everyone's figured out you're married, you know that?
religionmyass: (I am the brightest crayon)
[Filter: Finlay]

You at court today, then? Don't suppose you've got time to spare. I really don't want to fucking go in there looking for you.
religionmyass: (I am the brightest crayon)
[scrawled]

The fuck is going on?!


[a long pause, the writing is steadier]

Where the fuck am -- are we? Who are these fucking women with their fucking questions and fucking shit

[another pause]

What the fuck happened!
religionmyass: (naked time)
[Filter: Finlay]

Atsiria?

The hell you takin' your fancy little queen there, for.
religionmyass: (I am the brightest crayon)
Fuck this shit.
religionmyass: (I am the brightest crayon)
[Filter: Scout Group]

I hate to interrupt your stupid fucking argument over there, but you all might want to pull your heads out of your fucking asses and pay some fucking attention to Lady Celeste, before we all get fucking killed. Or -- whatever the fuck it is these ghosts are supposed to do to people.
religionmyass: (Default)
[Filter: Private]

[long pause]

[Filter: Finlay]

You won't fucking believe what they're having me do, now.
religionmyass: (Default)
[Filter: Loki]

What the fuck should I get your fucking girlfriend for this stupid fucking exchange shit.
religionmyass: (Default)
[Filter: Private]

Don't know what to really make of that.

Eh, fucking hell. Who fucking cares. This shit is making everyone act fucking crazy.

[Filter: Rae]

Well, thanks to your fucking nagging, now I have to fucking find something for Aileen. What the hell am I supposed to do about that, exactly?
religionmyass: (I am the brightest crayon)
[Filter: Finlay]

You should probably know that this whole fucking group is about to march off to war against some crazy fucking shitbag on the other side of this miserable fucking shithole of a country. Ain't much of this place left as it fucking is, the way they tell it, and I can't imagine more fucking fighting won't make it worse.

Don't imagine it's going to bother you none down there, though. But thought you should know, anyhow.
religionmyass: (Default)
[Filter: Essalene]

So.

You think this is really going to end in all of us marching off to a fucking war?

Thought the entire point of coming to Eina in the first place was that they didn't do war. Not like the rest of this fucking place.

Can you even see it? This bunch, marching in a real army.
religionmyass: (insert expletive)
[Filter: Franelcrew]

You have to be fucking kidding me.

Another one? It's the same fucking room! Except -- dark, instead of light. What the fuck does that mean? The fuck does it --

The fuck does this one say, then?
religionmyass: (Default)
[Filter: Franelcrew]

All right. Can we get this fucking thing done, tonight? I'm down here right now.

Don't know how many fucking people we need. Guess I'll wait and see how many of you show up.
religionmyass: (Default)
[Filter: Franelcrew]

Are we doing this, then?

Rae's been pestering me all fucking day. Pretty obvious I need to take my turn before I ever get any fucking peace and quiet again, that's for fucking sure.
religionmyass: (shadows fall)
[Filter: Franelcrew]

Is that it?

Is this the fucking bottom, finally?

That sure looks like a fucking door to me ... do we go through, then?
religionmyass: (insert expletive)
[Filter: Franelcrew]

Fucking shit!

The fuck was that? The fucking wind just snapped that thing right out of my fucking hands, fuck, almost pulled me right off with it too.

Better fucking watch yourself, I think it's getting worse. If someone's out there when it does that, fuck.
religionmyass: (Default)
[Filter: Franelcrew]

Tch, well. Can't seem to get a fucking straight answer out of anyone, and we've got a nice little pile of supplies started down there, so I'm just going to fucking ask. Who else is all going, here. Do we have enough shit for everyone, now? Think we've got enough for five or so.

Don't know about the rest of you chucklefucks, but I want to get this shit over with, sooner the better.
religionmyass: (I am the brightest crayon)
[Filter: Franelcrew]

If everyone could quit fucking flipping their shit for five second, maybe you'd all fucking realize that wasn't as impossible as you're all making it sound! Fuck's sake.

So the edges fall out. Fine. Move the fuck in. Easy.

So the big fucker Keagan has moves to the middle and shits lightning. It's not the pretty lights you should all be fucking afraid of, it's those blue shits that move out you ought to be fucking paying attention to. They ain't fast, but when someone runs the fuck into it because they were too busy panicking to pay attention, shit goes bad fast.

Then our shields grab the shadow shits that show up and it's business as usual. That about it?
religionmyass: (I am the brightest crayon)
[Filter: Finlay]

Well you know what? I thought about this, because I've got fuck else to do since Rae's prissy fucking bitch sister decided -- well, fuck it, whatever. You want to know what I think? Really? Fucking really really?

I think you should quit your fucking bitching, because you're going to be fucking fine without your fucking sister there to hold your precious little fucking hand like you're some kind of fucking baby. That's what I think. Are you still fucking moping around over there? You'd better not be.

There have to be more than two people in that entire fucking city with more than shit for brains between their fucking ears, find them. Put 'em to work. You're the fucking king, or near as it makes no fucking difference, eh? And if you have some fucking emergency or whatever the fuck, write. Fucking princess has a fucking journal shoved up somewhere.

Your fucking father was king for how many fucking years? You're already better than him, so fuck it. Suck it up and do what you can and be glad you're the one doing it, and not someone that's going to fuck it up or not give a shit or whatever.

That's what I think. And if you don't like it, then, fuck you.
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