o2 ♋ text | action for housemates ♋

[nooksucker.livejournal.com]

I'M CAVING. I'M GIVING IN AND ADMITTING DEFEAT LIKE A SAD CHUMP ON THE LINE OF DESPERATION AND SHEER BORDERLINE MANIA.
WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU SHITSTAINS DO AROUND HERE TO KEEP BUSY. I CAN ONLY GO SO LONG ENTERTAINING MYSELF WITH MY FUCKING HIVEMATES OR HAVING ADVENTURE TIME BY MYSELF. I MEAN IT'S DEPRESSING, I GUESS, BEING STUCK HERE AND NOT REALLY HAVING A PURPOSE EXCEPT TO BE SOMEONE I REALLY DON'T WANT TO FUCKING BE.
I ALMOST MISS THE HONKING.
FUCK.

shot 006 || [accidental video/action to those nearby]

[soulofaginger.livejournal.com]

[The feed comes on with a clatter, as it's dropped to the floor, because at this point it's obvious it would tack some real arm-twisting to get G to use this thing voluntarily.

And there's a squelch, squelch, squelch, followed by a thud and a shlop as G tosses a bundle of fish and his wet shirt onto the ground. It could rain all it wanted, not going to stop him from getting food.]

Gonna freeze my nuts off in this place...

[And he opens the window to let in some of the humid air into his room before he turns around only to spot... his arch-nemesis on the ground. The little piece of demon technology he had grown to loath so hard. One of these days he was just going to pitch it out the window and be done with it.

...but for now, he just closes it. You live today foul glitter-box.]

02; Video

[maid-of-france.livejournal.com]

At least the rain is a familiar sight.

[Someone's been spending their waking moments just adjusting to this thing called technology. She has not taken the Lord's name in vain yet and doesn't intend to but there have been moments where those convenient French curses have almost begged to drop off of her tongue.

Right now? She's managed to convince someone, somewhere, to give her a spinning wheel. How? Who? Who knows but this really isn't fitting the ideal of a valkyrie. Neither is her dress though, since she got tired of that helmet and skirt almost immediately.

She spins as she speaks. Nearby, one of the windows is open, the sound of rain distinct.]

Now that everyone has returned to their rightful ages, it would seem almost agréable here. If one could understand the machines present. There does seem to be a great deal of them - and simply inside one's own home.