ALGEBRA CAN DIAF [dating sim???]

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[Driven to temporary madness by how utterly moronic people can be, CW is now huddled in the middle of a large patch of grape hyacinths in an alcove of the courtyard, twitching slightly and muttering gutturally to herself. Her hair and clothes are also splattered with something red...

Probably because, painted in very large letters upon the walls of the courtyard, are the words:]

DECOY OCTOPUS LOVES VULCAN RAVEN

[CW continues to twitch.]

Algebra that, fuckers.

[As if CW can give points in this state, but whatever. Courtyards are romantic, right?]

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[downtotheblood.livejournal.com]

[Octopus remains on the ground in his nice happy emo fetal position.]

...curse you...

[carrioncannon.livejournal.com]

Octopus?

[nudge]

Are you all right?

[girlwhocried.livejournal.com]

[Recognition gleams in CW's eyes.] You're Decoy Octopus?



...ohh.

[Smile!] You should be happy, then! Don't you like my work? Didn't I do a good job?

[downtotheblood.livejournal.com]

...my life. is hell.

[Slowly Octopus rises to a kneeling position.] Huh? Yeah, sure why not kid. [Totally not paying any attention to CW right now.

Sigh. Time t' face the music. He raises his eyes to Raven.] Well. Whaddaya say, Raven man?