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poisonedfear.livejournal.com

[The recent blackout has awakened the interest of a particular Cobra. One who hasn't been seen for quite some time. Big Boss told his followers to stay put. Fear thinks the man is insane if he thinks he can keep him tied to one set location. Not when there's so much terror to be unleashed on the unsuspecting. His eyes can see through the neverending darkness clearly, and he doesn't even need to switch his stealth on.]

[Crawling along the walls, crossbow in hand, the Terror of the evil Cobra Unit decides to let the Nexus know that the resident master of chaos and fear is back~]

Come, my pretties... show me what I've missed~!

Current Mood: devious
Current Location: ???

poisonedfear.livejournal.com

[There is a Fear hanging from the ceiling in the lobby. There are cans set up all over the room. Cracking his neck a little, he aims his crossbow at a can and fires. He continues to fire at the other cans at an incredible speed, and by the time he's done there isn't a single can left standing. There are also a lot of bolts in the walls, but Fear doesn't care about that. He pulls out a stopwatch.]

8.6 seconds. Not bad.

[There are also traps lying around the entrances to the lobby. None of them are fatal; tripping the wire will merely result in more cans rattling and alerting Fear of an intruder.]

((Okay, I know I needed to post with him... but I forgot why because I'm awesome like that. So have a Fear training in the lobby.))

Current Mood: apathetic

deceptive-lulz.livejournal.com

[It had been a year, since LB had started her relationship with Fear in the strikethrough room, and even if there was a couple of months, in between, when they weren't together...the day was still important to LB. Though their romance wasn't one you'd ever read in a fairy tale, she appreciated the fact that Fear seemingly loved everything about her, and didn't want her to change...even if she was a bipolar woman, with a fucked up past, that occasionally liked to kill and torture people. And it was anniversaries like this that you were supposed to celebrate...right? Even if they weren't husband and wife anymore?

Well...she didn't know if the day mattered to Fear as much as it did to her, but she went out and got him a present anyways...though it worried her, that she hadn't heard from him, in a while. He didn't answer her calls before, which only worried her that maybe he died...but it could have been that he just lost his radio too, so she didn't want to freak out too badly, until she learned what the situation was. Sighing, she decided to dial his frequency again, just to see if there was the slightest of chances, that he would answer.]

((For

poisonedfear, of course. :D))

Current Mood: hopeful

poisonedfear.livejournal.com

[After a restless night's sleep, Fear wakes up in a bit of a bad mood. His dreams hadn't been quite that disturbing for a long while, but he was going to blame that goddamn Metal Gear Solid 4 game. In an attempt to perk himself up he takes a shower, gets dressed, and kicks Raikov awake.]

Hey. Sleeping goddamn Beauty. Wake up.

Current Mood: tired

8-legs-of-lulz.livejournal.com

[After going against the female Ocelot in battle, on a mission from Drebin, she was now stalking through the hallways in her beast suit. Even if she was successful in her mission to destroy the "microfilm" that Drebin told her about (but not really, seeing as it was fake...but Drebin never specified which microfilm to destroy anyways, so even if she did know, her mission was still complete), Ocelot had gotten a good hit on her shoulder, which pierced through her suit. Clutching her shoulder, she just wanted to go home now...but she had to treat this first! In her time in the nexus, this was the worst physical condition she had been in (that wasn't self-inflicted).]

It hurrrrrts, eheheheheheheh...IT HURTS!!!

[In a lifetime of hurting and killing others...this was quite the odd sensation for her...and she hated feeling this way. Wasn't so funny when she was the one hurting. :<]

((For

poisonedfears :V And hey, I made a post with her a few posts down, so I'm not being totally cliqueish her her 8D))

Current Mood: hurting

unwillinghelper.livejournal.com

[Ivan's still reeling over the possibility of getting free - and possibly saving the bullets in the shotgun he stole from Drebin. He's lying on the couch, staring at the ceiing, lost in thought. Unbeknown to him, there is someone coming to spoil his mood.]

poisonedfear.livejournal.com

[...Mother was dead. It had already happened once; and the culprit had been dealt with. This time, Fear wasn't sure how to react. Last time he had flown into a blind rage. This time... his anger was hidden beneath the surface. Calculated. Deadly.]

[A cigarette between his lips, he leans against the wall of the 4th floor hallways. Fuck the rules, no matter who was trying to enforce them. You couldn't bring order to a place like this. Fear didn't want order. He wanted terror. He wanted to make his Mother proud. He wanted to watch the world burn.]

[He flicks some ash to the floor, slowly exhaling a cloud of smoke. First, he would kill Volgin. The man needed to be put in his place. And then, he would wait for Mother. He would wait for his unit. And the Snake who dared to mess with them would be dealt with.]

Current Mood: murderous
Current Location: 4th floor

unwillinghelper.livejournal.com

[Ivan is lying fast asleep on his nice, comfy big couch. With the absence of Meryl and Alek, he doesn't feel the need to follow the "stay out of the kitchen" orders. Sleep is nice. After having slept on the floor in the halls for the last few days, he's absolutely in heaven back here, where there's food and comfort. Who needs a bedroom, huh?]

((For

poisonedfear))

Current Mood: Asleep

poisonedfear.livejournal.com

[It's dark in the forest. The sun had set a few hours ago, and it was Fear's turn to look out for intruders tonight. Mother did not wish to be disturbed, and so she would not be. It's quiet; animals can sense when something is wrong, and had long since learned to keep away from this particular area.]

[There's a rustling sound beneath where Fear is perched, and despite the darkness he can make out a figure with red hair quite clearly. Odd... how did he get this close before being caught? Intrigued, Fear hops down behind the man, grabbing him from behind.]

What do we have here~?

((Your character gets to go home!... only not really. This room will allow some characters to go back to their worlds temporarily, forgetting all about the nexus and continuing with their life. However, some will end up in the wrong world; someone else's world. And they'll remember everything that happened in the nexus. In this example, poor Alek has ended up back in the evil Cobra's universe, because life is a bitch. Fear doesn't remember Alek, and assumes he's an intruder. In order for Alek and Fear to escape the room, Fear will need to remember something from his life in the nexus.))

Current Mood: alert
Current Location: treeees

poisonedfear.livejournal.com

[Fear is stumbling down a hallway, holding his head and leaning against the wall. His head feels like it's about to implode any minute now, and if his mouth got any drier he'd swear he spent the last night eating sand.]

Ugh...

[He stops trying to walk, instead sitting by the wall, resting his head against it. From the way his surroundings are spinning, he suspects he's still slightly drunk. He also feels like he's going to throw up, but he's too damn lazy to do anything about it. He just stares at the ceiling, watching the cracks blur and multiply of their own accord.]

Current Mood: nauseated
Current Location: the floor

poisonedfear.livejournal.com

[Fear is perkier than usual. A war... they were so much fun~! People dying, children screaming, things exploding. Pure terror filled the air, and he was loving it. Big Boss had given him three main targets; Solid, Liquid, or Solidus. He had no idea who Solidus even was, and hadn't bothered to ask. The old man was probably going senile or something, making up people who didn't exist. But he could spot the other two a mile off.]

[He was also hunting for anyone not aligned with Big Boss. Up on the ceiling, he had the perfect vantage point. The kitchen was right behind him. He knew better than to play around with a Snake. They liked their food, and they were careful. Pretending to be friendly would probably make them suspicious, especially in the middle of war. He could try being nice to the less suspecting inhabitants of the nexus, but for now, his plans revolved around his orders.]

((Expect to be attacked if you're not siding with Big Boss, and especially if you're a Snake. Anyone on the same side can feel free to bother Fear. The war and resulting chaos has him in a good mood, but his orders come first. I've also thrown Raging Raven in here rather than make a new post, so consider this a double post with both Fear and Raven. :V))

Current Mood: amused
Current Location: the ceiling

livingherdream.livejournal.com

[A hanger. That was the source of the power behind Big Boss and his Soldiers. No, it wasn't an empty shell of a hall, but a large space for a certain monster of a machine. His robot. All of his soldiers were lined up in front of REX II, readied with ammunition and various weaponry. ~~And he had also encouraged them to equipt a BOX should any petty individuals decide to try and stop him.~~ Medical supplies were stored and stacked away in one of the storage rooms in the hanger.]

[It had been building for months, this strive for power to shake this place up. He longed to gain satisfaction in bringing suffering to those that had made him suffer for so many years. He could never forgive, neither could he forget what had been done. He planned on proving a point, even if it meant the destruction of this building.]

[Big Boss was standing proudly, smirking as he sent one of his engineers to elevate the doors so REX could be piloted out into the Nexus. He glanced to his right-hand side where

zanzibarasshole was stood.]

Fox. It is time.

As for everyone else, you will assist and fight anyone that comes in our way. Do whatever you must in order to gain the upper hand.

Our reign of power begins now.

[Readied with his own equipment, Big Boss strides out of the hanger with an arrogant flare. In order for them to get a headstart, he had rigged a collection of C4 in the lobby. Drawing a remote from his pocket, he pushed it and caused said explosives to erupt the hallways.]

_{((ooc: Not sure what's going on? Check this thread for alignment.))}

Current Mood: energetic
Current Location: Metal Gear REX II's hanger

poisonedfear.livejournal.com

[Fear doesn't know why, but lately he hasn't felt connected to his wife. Whether it was a sudden realization or a gradual conclusion he had come to, he didn't know. But after last night's events, he decided that perhaps... they shouldn't be together anymore. He loved her, but he wasn't in love with her. The whole relationship had broken down to him cheating on her, her crying, them making up, and a week long break before he did the same thing over again. With a sigh, he picks up his radio, calling LB.]

...Sarina? We need to talk. Meet me in our room.

[He drops down from the ceiling, wandering in to sit on their bed, waiting.]

((Locked to

deceptive_lulz))

Current Mood: depressed

poisonedfear.livejournal.com

[After being 20 years younger for a few days, Fear was naturally confused upon waking up and remembering everything that had happened the past three days. He remembers going out to drink with Alek, introducing himself to Pain, and... calling his wife a loud mouthed crazy woman and eating an octopus in front of her. Er, oops. He wonders how she is now; he hasn't been home since he first walked into the room, and last time he saw her she was... not in her right mind. He also remembered that yesterday was supposed to be the day of their party, but seeing as neither of them were in the frame of mind to throw a party... it would have to be today.]

[So instead of going home to his wife like a good husband, he has apparently decided that setting up the party is more important. At least in his defence, he's hoping to surprise her; and he doesn't think she should have to haul ass trying to set things up.]

Aqui vamos nós...

[After a lot of hard work, a few hours later things are almost ready. There are buffet tables on every side of the room, piled high with every kind of food imaginable. In the center table, a huge cake large enough for a grown man to sit inside is sat; of course, there's no actual man in the cake ~~sorry LB but he'd eat it from the inside out~~. It is decorated with spiders and katamari balls made of icing; because putting icing-octopi on the cake would have been a bit silly, right? Outside the room, Fear is now busy putting up a sign to indicate that the party is over here;

JOINT BIRTHDAY PARTY HERE.
LOTS OF FOOD, MUSIC AND ALCOHOL.]

((Ffff sorry this is late, lover D; But yeah... food and drink and other party stuff. Use your imagination, I'm sure anything and everything goes in here. Feel free to add games and such.))

Current Mood: cheerful
Current Location: 1st floor

hall-patrol.livejournal.com

[After having their memories wiped and losing a few years in the de-aging room, Alek and Fear have decided to go drinking for Fear's upcoming birthday. The two feel like they've just met, but have decided to stick together in this strange place.]

I think it all free.

[Alek smiles, pointing to the bar. There doesn't appear to be anyone tending it...]

poisonedfear.livejournal.com

[Evil Fear hasn't been seen too much around the nexus, lately. It's his birthday soon and he doesn't know how to feel about it. On one hand, this year he'll be celebrating with a beautiful wife and a couple of new friends. On the other hand, he'll be growing older without his unit members. And the depressing reality was that it looked as though things would be the same for all of his birthdays from now on.]

[So, whilst hanging from the ceiling mulling this over, Alek had passed underneath him on patrol. Instead of the usual jumping down in front of him, Fear instead cleared his throat to alert Alek to his presence. After the initial ALERT status, Alek relaxed upon seeing who it was. He also noticed his friend seemed to be feeling down. So a while later, they came up with something that could prove to be fun for both of them.]

[So Fear is back on the ceiling, invisible. And Alek is standing casually in the hallway underneath him. The idea is that Alek distracts the passer-by, and Fear jumps down and scares the crap out of them. Hooray for hallway pranks!]

((COME GET YOUR FREE HEART ATTACKS HERE, GUYS.))

Current Location: The ceiling and the floor respectively

poisonedfear.livejournal.com

[Fear is carrying a large bag of food to a room on the third floor. He looks around briefly, before opening the door and stepping inside, dumping the food on one of two beds crammed inside. He then takes out his radio, leaving it on the bed with the food. He left LB a note saying he was going to be out tonight, and so he doesn't expect any calls. He wanders over to the tv, taking out a disc with 'Saw' written on it. It's only as he does this that he realizes something.]

Oh... shit, how do I work a DVD?

((LOCKED TO

hall_patrol. FEAR WILL CHEER YOU UP WITH HIS DUMBASSERY 8D))

Current Location: third floor spare room

poisonedfear.livejournal.com

[Evil Fear figures Natalia is probably having the time of her life in his body. Making enemies for him, most likely. So he's pacing the corridors, crossbow in hand, trying to figure out how best to exact his own revenge. Pretending to be Natalia shouldn't be too hard. Just act like a stuck up bitch to everyone.]

((Yeah, have fun. :V))

Current Mood: bored
Current Location: a random hallway

deceptive-lulz.livejournal.com

[Wondering why the hallways hasn't been filled with the sounds of Laughing Beauty's compulsive laughter lately? Well...even if it is compulsive, LB hadn't had much to laugh about lately. She thought that marrying Thomas would bring her endless amounts of joy, but since even the night they got married on, it seemed like there was one thing after another that kept tearing them away from spending time with each other. Even when there was nothing, it seemed like her own husband didn't want to be around her. Or at least, she couldn't make him happy. So naturally, she was feeling a little down about it.]

[The last couple of days had been especially depressing. There didn't seem to be any signs of conflict anywhere, but yet, she hadn't seen Thomas anywhere, lately. So instead of wandering the halls, LB had been sticking to their home, hoping he'd come back...hoping he didn't get trapped in a room somewhere. Although he should have had his radio...why hadn't he called her?!]

[The last time she spoke to him, he seemed depressed about killing a girl, and told LB that it wasn't her fault that he acted like that...but at the same time, she couldn't bring him out of the slump either. What was she doing wrong? Was she not doing enough? Or did she just simply not make him happy anymore?]

[These string of thoughts might seem a little bit paranoid to the normal person, but LB was most definitely not normal in the head. The one thing she feared, above everything else ~~(even dying and octopi!)~~ was losing her husband. And being alone, with those paranoid-stricken thoughts for the past few days were not helping her too much. In fact, she was in a similar state as Thomas was, the last time she saw him.]

[So LB was in their room, chopping carrots for a new type of soup she found in a cooking book. The steady, rhythmic sound of the knife hitting the chopping board did a good job to keep her wandering thoughts in check, as she occasionally let out a dull sound of laughter. Well, her husband was always hungry...maybe if she made him some food for him to come back to, maybe he'd seem happy to be around her, for once. Even if he didn't come back tonight, soup was at least something easy to heat back up. So maybe he wouldn't have a reason to run away from her again. Maybe she wouldn't have to go on a killing rampage just to spend some time with her husband.]

[But for now, all she could do was wait.]

((Go explain yourself, you cheating whore! >:V You know who you are! <3))

Current Mood: depressed

bringsuffering.livejournal.com

[Pain is back from his training vacation with Alek, and with Vespa in bed at home, he and Alek are in a kitchen room, where Pain is making pasta while Alek hangs around, watching. He's been working on improving Alek's skills in both combat and spying, and tonight's dinner is about the latter.]

/Domestic training is important for intelligence work. Being able to cook makes it easy for you to get information--who wouldn't want to talk to a friendly man who has food? Further, knowing the properites of food makes it easier to to slip something extra in~

Once we get visitors, I'll show you the power of food./

[[For

poisonedfear , but open to all.]]

Current Mood: cheerful
Current Location: a kitchen with delicious, suprisingly untrapped food
Current Music: Does Your Mother Know--ABBA

poisonedfear.livejournal.com

[Fear is in a random kitchen (not the one Alek is having a food fight in~), cooking. And not just your normal meal, either. He's stressed out. He doesn't know where Pain went, he's still depressed over his 'episode' thanks to the insanity room, and everything is just grating on his nerves a little more than usual.]

Salad... where's the goddamn salad...

[He's currently adding the finishing touches to a dish of lobster large enough to feed at least 10 people. Behind him on the table, there are plates of almost everything he could get his hands on. Everything is presented perfectly - he obviously spent a long time fussing over every single detail... obsessively.]

((Uh... free dinner anyone? :D? He won't bite, he's far too busy freaking out over everything ever.))

Current Mood: hysterical
Current Location: 7th floor kitchen

poisonedfear.livejournal.com

[Three days have passed since the Insanity Room, and E!Fear has been left with an extremely fragile mind. He's out of his room, but he probably should have stayed there. Upon seeing the remains of Lilly thrown carelessly outside the door, he almost had a heart attack. He had no idea who she was... just that the corpse of a small child was outside his door. Shaking, he holds on to the wall for support as he limps down the hallways, wondering how the hell his leg got so badly burnt. Did Fury have another tantrum?]

[He holds his head as he makes his way into the lobby, collapsing on a sofa. He doesn't look too good at all. He vaguely remembers Sarina in her Octopus suit... was that a dream?]

((And Fear's default face forever more will probably be ':<'))

Current Location: Lobby

deceptive-lulz.livejournal.com

[After running into an Insanity Room-affected EF (with multiple personalties) and willingly letting herself slip into insanity again, to be able to connect with her husband better, both decided it would be a fine idea to...well, kill every single person in their path. If the nexus and the bastards that lived inside of it wouldn't let the two of them live in peace, everyone deserved death anyways.]

[With her Beast suit on and his stealth camo activated, the two of them are hanging by the ceiling, waiting for some poor soul to walk by~]

((Have fun guys. :| Evil Cobras and B&B's should be safe...maybe. But everyone else should step foot at their own risk. Both are beyond batshit crazy, and simply talking to them is most likely not going to work this time.))

Current Mood: psychotic

poisonedfear.livejournal.com

[The more sinister version of Fear is just strolling along, ~~singing a song~~ minding his own business, when he notices a door he's never seen before. It looks... fun. It's bright and colourful. Fear isn't sure if it makes him feel nauseated or intrigued. Deciding he's more curious than anything else, he opens the door cautiously and...]

[Ohhh. Water park! Maybe Fear could drown some unsuspecting soul~! He takes off his camouflage, folding it up and locking it away in his very own convenient locker, changes into a pair of black swimming shorts, and dives in the nearest pool. The water is perfect... Yeah, he could totally get used to this. He lounges back against the side of the pool, ignoring his hair flopping in his face. ~~The grey isn't as noticeable this way! >>;~~]

((Goddamnit Fear I will get my muse back for you >:< Stop being a stubborn ass and do as I say. Anyway... water park. Water slides, water themed rides, a food and drink stand, and a small pool for the kiddies. Oh, and jacuzzis. There's pretty much something for everyone. There's a changing room too, don't just assume he got changed in the open ;D ~~Oh bby~~))

Current Mood: relaxed
Current Location: 3rd floor water park
Current Music: Just keep swimming~

poisonedfear.livejournal.com

[Evil Fear has had a good day. He's married to the love of his life, the wedding went as smoothly as expected-- what could go wrong?]

[... Well, upon entering his room with LB some time later, the first thing he notices are cat hairs all over the place. Obviously shocked that someone found their way to his room, Fear does a quick search of the room to make sure nothing is missing.]

... Son of a--!

[His bolts. His bolts are missing. Someone stole his goddamn bolts!]

[Well, damn. Furious, Evil Fear picks up his suit, searching for-- aha. A tracker. He should have known. He is going to be hunting down whoever did this... and he has a pretty good idea as to who did it. Pulling out his radio, he tunes into Evil Pain's frequency.]

... ... ... This is Terror. The cat has infiltrated my home. Tell the others to check their clothing before going anywhere important. I'm going to exterminate the pest.

Current Mood: angry

poisonedfear.livejournal.com

[Fear is setting up the flower room with buffet tables and a huge cake he made himself. The tables are draped with white silk, and there's pretty much everything you could imagine on them; including an assortment of alcoholic drinks. There's also soda and water for those who would prefer it. He's wearing a tuxedo, and although his hair was slicked back at one point he seems to have run his hand through it so many times that stray hairs are falling down his face. He's singing under his breath; a nursery rhyme he remembers from his parents that calms him down.]

Minúscula aranha subiu a água jorrar, estabelece veio a chuva e lavados fora da Aranha, fora veio o sol, evaporado todas as chuvas~ ♪

[He smooths out the cloth of one table distractedly, wondering if LB found everything she needed in time. When you enter the room, you'll probably be greeted with Fear's back, as he fidgets with the cloth nervously.]

((Okay, this post was supposed to be up last night but lol migraines.))

Current Mood: nervous
Current Location: Flower Room

poisonedfear.livejournal.com

[A few of these signs have been pinned up in various halls.]

['You're probably not invited to the wedding of

Thomas Zuada Vasquez Elói
and Sarina Ingrid Svenson

But if you are, the ceremony will be held at the following place:

The White Flower Room at 18:00 hours, this Friday (12th June).

Signed: Thomas Zuada Vasquez Elói]

[Under this, there's a list of people who are invited:

Terror's Cobra Unit~
Vespa
The B&B Unit
Aleksandr Koslov (the one that doesn't suck, sorry Gaubert)
That Priest Guy
Anyone who isn't looking to kill and/or harm the bride or groom and actually wants to come.

BLACKLIST:

Aleksandr Koslov (the evil one, sorry again Gaubert)
FX Nine
Evil Big Boss
FROG~~BREATH~~ Natalia
That Other, Retarded Fear
Valley Snake
Ocelovely]

((First of all, this is why I never gave Fear a proper name OH GOD ASDHSJFHJK. Secondly, this means there will be a post later tonight for the actual wedding. Thirdly, if you're on the blacklist, you can still come crash the party... even if it means Fear will be very, very pissed off at you. And probably LB, too. Though if you're willing to behave yourself... maybe you won't die. Maybe. THERE WILL BE CAKE MADE BY FEAR. THERE WILL BE ALCOHOL. :V You guys are so impatient. ILU. <3))

Current Mood: happy
Current Music: Natasha Farrow; Calling To The Night

deceptive-lulz.livejournal.com

[It's been three days now since this Beauty's fiancee had gone missing. And whenever he went missing for more than a day, pretty much no good came out of it. So understandably with no one even bothering to lie to her about his location, she's gotten herself in a pretty hysterical mood. What if he was trapped in one of those sex rooms again? What if he got himself into another fight? What if he got himself killed?!?!?!?!]

Ahahahahah...eheheheheh...Thomaaas? Heheheheheheh...Thomas?! Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheee...

[But LB wouldn't know until she found him herself. So walking down the hallway in a near zombie-like walk (although she's not quite insane enough to do the whole hug and drain life routine right now), she's frantically opening the doors that she passes by, hoping to find Fear in one of them. However, if any people pass her by, you better believe that she's going to stop them to question whether they know anything.]

((For

poisonedfear , but open to anyone~))

Current Mood: scared

poisonedfear.livejournal.com

[The ghost of Evil!Fear is wandering the hallways in search of Evil Pain. After letting Alek kill him, he has to ask EP to tell LB he's staying with them for three days. After all, he doesn't want to upset her.]

((If your character can see ghosts feel free to drop in~ Looking for Evil Pain or any of the evils, though. x3))

Current Mood: apathetic

poisonedfear.livejournal.com

[Evil Fear is in the lobby, carrying something over his shoulder. He puts it down, seemingly rearranging it. He then departs.]

[If you look closer, you'll find that 'it' is actually the corpse of The Fear. There are deep cuts on his chest, and burn marks from being electrocuted with a taser. It also seems as though... acid was poured into his wounds. The word 'coward' has been cut into his forehead and covered with ink, and there's a bolt through his throat.]

[Next time, don't mess with Evil Fear's woman.]

((HERE YOU GO TINY MY LOVE <3))

Current Mood: evil
Current Location: loooong gone by now

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Yes, it's really been a year :D

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Fleeting happiness for Fear's latest little pet

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Back in his precious kitchen...

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Upset the established order, and everything becomes chaos~

EVENT: Give me all your poison (DAY ONE)

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LATE PARTY BECAUSE I SUCK

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Two can play at that game >[

MEANWHILE, WHILE LB'S HUSBAND IS WHORING IT UP...

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Insanity in a different, more productive form~

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Wedding Bells~

BECAUSE NO ONE EVER TELLS HER ANYTHING. D:

...I wasn't in my last post it doesn't count 8|

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