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caughtinanetwork2012-12-11 08:38 pm
symmetrophile) wrote in caughtinanetwork2012-12-11 08:38 pm
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Everyone, we're coming up on a very important day, the last of its kind before we turn over to a new year.
As with all such momentous occasions, I think we at the Villa should host a holiday party. On that date, precisely.
[This is actually a message intended for other Villa residents, but whatever, the rest of the bubble will get to enjoy the rare sight of the young reaper looking, dare we say, a little jolly? A little affected by holiday spirit?
Actually, more like he's being a fanboy.]
Of course, I'm speaking of December twenty-first, being the last day of the year that is a perfect palindrome, the numbers of the month being a mirror-image of the date.
[Good old 12/21.
Death the Kid's fingers, gloved and interlaced, tuck up under his chin as he exhales with contentment (and a little longing, that total weirdo), letting out a plume of steam. The moment is abruptly shattered by a snowball planting itself against the side of his head, startling him out of his reverie.
It's a good thing the SFC cuts out when it does. No one should witness the Snowball Retribution Apocalypse (Shinigami Version).]
As with all such momentous occasions, I think we at the Villa should host a holiday party. On that date, precisely.
[This is actually a message intended for other Villa residents, but whatever, the rest of the bubble will get to enjoy the rare sight of the young reaper looking, dare we say, a little jolly? A little affected by holiday spirit?
Actually, more like he's being a fanboy.]
Of course, I'm speaking of December twenty-first, being the last day of the year that is a perfect palindrome, the numbers of the month being a mirror-image of the date.
[Good old 12/21.
Death the Kid's fingers, gloved and interlaced, tuck up under his chin as he exhales with contentment (and a little longing, that total weirdo), letting out a plume of steam. The moment is abruptly shattered by a snowball planting itself against the side of his head, startling him out of his reverie.
It's a good thing the SFC cuts out when it does. No one should witness the Snowball Retribution Apocalypse (Shinigami Version).]
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Ugh..! I'm going to be sick, this disregard for basic aesthetics is simply too much to handle! I might as well die...!
[For crying out loud, dramatize.]
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Over dramatic much~?
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How could you, shattering the beauty of the moment with cold science?
Have you no appreciation for the finest things in this world?
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