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[soundof_drums]

Citizens of the Barge, how are you enjoying your amnesia? And so many new faces... hello!

For once, my little simpletons, we have something in common. I appear to have been afflicted with a case of forgetfulness, myself. The last thing I remember is poor little Rose, falling into the darkness. And amongst all the faces, all the words spilling into my journal... no sign of the little companion.

Such a pity.

[OOC: He thinks he succeeded in getting rid of Rose. OOPS.]

Comments

[acid_rayne]

I really fucking hate you, right now... Almost as much as those PA announcements you kept putting out.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

What a charming young--

PA announcements?

[acid_rayne]

Uh-huh.

You know. Doing your Skeletor thing. Big, sweeping voice, telling us we'd only got X number of hours left?

Your maze sucked. Seriously. It was annoying. Like, made-me-want-to-break-your-neck annoying. I almost twisted my ankle at least twice, trying to deal with those flying ball things you kept throwing at us. Freudian, much?

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

Maze? ...balls? What are you talking about?

[acid_rayne]

Oh, I'm sorry - I thought you had some.

No, wait, thinking of someone else. Like, anyone else.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

Are you trying to make insults about my anatomy? Oh dear, and what have I done to deserve that?

[acid_rayne]

Oh, I don't know... Trying to repeatedly kill us in a variety of assorted traps and puzzles?

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

I did that? Ah! Tell me more!

[acid_rayne]

Yeah, sure. I'd just love to have a face-to-face, after that. Come find me.

I'll even throw in a free live demonstration.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

You're upset with me over something I don't even remember? That's hardly fair at all! And I thought you Wardens were supposed to see the good in all of us, anyway.

[acid_rayne]

Naw, I'm one of those who don't give a damn, until you try to get me murdered or otherwise hurt. Puts a real crimp in my style.

Then I just wanna' put you on a barbecue.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

Would it help if I said "I'm sorry"? How about "Gee, I wasn't feeling like myself at all!"?

[acid_rayne]

In a word?

No.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

Drat! I suppose I'll just have to make my next death trap more lethal to avoid awkward situations such as these in the future.

[acid_rayne]

Oh, you didn't just openly threaten a warden, did you? You know, on a recorded public medium and all? I mean, I'm obligated to do something about that... It's in my contract and everything.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

Dear girl, you misunderstand me. It wasn't a threat at all! Merely a... hypothetical solution to a hypothetical situation.

[acid_rayne]

'Hypothetical'... I like that. I need to put my hypothetical boot up your hypothetical rear end, one of these days.

You know... Hypothetically-speaking.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

Let's hope you'll be able to restrain yourself until I've done something to deserve it.

[acid_rayne]

Yeah, I probably should. Gets messy, otherwise. Brain matter, skull fragments... That sort of thing.

Totally agree - provoking me's a bad thing.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

Aye aye, Warden!