eight sick, disgusting thoughts | text

[somesayinfire]

You know what the most fun part about space depression and a brand new job at the city morgue is? It doesn't leave you a whole lot of free time to hang out with some of your biggest, best, and/or only friends.

For everybody new to the numbers club, I'm Brooke. I'm a mortician, and I guess on the side I try to provide services for the undead in our little community. Mostly vampires, some zombies, you know, that kind of thing. I used to be a girl named Terra, a superhero who could move the earth. So if you're looking to break ground on a new house or something, I'd be your woman for that, too.

For everyone else: Any new developments that we're keeping quiet about? Mostly I just see people complaining about Valentine's Day. Did anybody kill anybody else recently? Imagine I'm saying that with the flattest voice possible. Here, I'll use an emoticon. :|

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[voice]

[somesayinfire]

Yeah, I'm pretty sure it's the last echo I got. I haven't been seeking them out, really. The other-you transformation sounds really cool, but also kind of scary. I mean, what was it like, the first time you figured it out?

[voice]

[moarnomsplz]

I wasn't expecting-ing it the first time! I went to change when we had to fight the snay, snakes at Elian's house, and all of me changed instead of most. But I already, dee, had the most important parts, like his tail and ex, extra eyes. So it wasn't, like, too freaky.

Moving-ing earth sounds pretty awesome.

[voice]

[somesayinfire]

I don't think it compares to turning into an alien! But wait, snakes? Like, the stuff from the subway and the Dead District? Did I... I don't even know why I'm asking, of course I missed something.

[voice]

[moarnomsplz]

Yeah, ex, exactly like those snakes. They sort of crashed the planning-ing session, and it all turned into this huge mess.