MOOP!

*dies from OD of leet*

Lightweight.

I have a condition. It's not my fault.

Aren't you supposed to be silent until you're rezzed?

In your dreams. I'm just undead until then. Which, as we have recently learned from Sims2, can be quite irritating, but still fun as all get out.

I see. Every day I wonder how I got assigned to you, of all people.

Lucky, I suppose.

I don't think that's how I'd put it.

Luck doesn't have to be good, you know.

Yes, but it sure does imply it.

You know, I'm beginning to think you're a pessimist.

Didn't you have something to say to Sor, or are you just hijacking her old entries for the hell of it?

Both, actually. I am hijacking Sor's entries so I can say something for the hell of it.

And...?

Hold on..

RIFF!

By gods, that hurts my throat.