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06 November 2011 @ 01:39 am
AKA the 'shamelessly stealing from the original Last Words meme and posting it in a musebox without as much detail' Meme!

CAUSE OF DEATH-
1) Accidental.
2) Murder.
3) Suicide.
4) Terminal illness.
5) Starvation.
6) Death in battle.
7) Natural causes.

TIME LEFT-
1) A few minutes.
2) A few hours.
3) A few days.
4) A few weeks.
5) A few months.

RELATIONSHIP-
1) Lovers.
2) Siblings.
3) Parent and child.
4) Co-workers, teammates or classmates.
5) Friends.
6) Bitter enemies.

HOW IT WORKS:
1. Post with your character. Using a RNG, list CAUSE OF DEATH and TIME LEFT in the subject title. Other characters will tag and use a RNG to roll the RELATIONSHIP for the thread. OR:
2. Post with your character. Determine the CAUSE OF DEATH, TIME LEFT and RELATIONSHIP with a RNG for each character that tags.
(See the full meme on veilsbetween for more detail I am too lazy....)
 
 
21 July 2011 @ 09:24 pm
[PIE EATING CONTEST!!!! how did he get here?! he doesn't even know okay and he's got other things to worry about right now, like the fact that most of these pies are horrendously burnt and burbling. it's okay this is only a little terrifying.....

but the one he cut into looks to be made with squid instead of fruit what is his life.]


Oi, come on now! Is that really necessary?
 
 
 
22 June 2011 @ 09:05 pm
Indie Manga Musebox Party
or the use this post for whatever meme

Post with your characters!
Tag around!
???
Profit!

 
 
02 June 2011 @ 03:49 pm

[because there is no such thing as too much meme and we haven't used this comm in ages!  it is starting to get kind of dusty and depressed, okay, we shall revive it with shenanigans and tomfoolery.  have at it!]

 
 
 
10 December 2010 @ 10:09 pm
[hay dedpsace hay. it's been a long time since anyone new has shown up, huh? that might be why this loser stands out like a sore thumb. anyone want to help a lost school counselor out?]
 
 
 
08 September 2010 @ 04:40 am
[ahh. This was probably one of the poorer versions of an afterlife she could recall at the given moment; a beaten down city, the undead wandering about around her, and of course, of fucking course, the sun, beating down over her head, threatening to burn her alive if she even so much as moved into it. what a joke. Joke, joke, joke, joke, pathetic trash—

and here she’d been hoping the end would really be the end for her. No afterlife. No nothing. hadn’t she lived long enough as it was? Century after century after century, and this was...

the white-haired girl lifted her hands, covering her eyes (eye?) with her hands as he shoulders trembled against the spot she lying at on the ground, some obscure place beneath a tree that offered ample shade. what a joke.

and all at once, laughter broke out from between her lips a high-pitched fit of giggles, maybe even the slightest bit close to deranged. It was just too funny...!

so funny and she was so sick and
someone was going to pay for this.]
 
 
 
24 July 2010 @ 11:18 pm
[Well hello little city.  You're being treated to the lovely sight of one teenager throwing out hairspray cans out of a badly wrecked store.  They might be hitting some of the zombies wandering outside of the building.  Quickly, he reaches for his phone, only to find it replaced with some kind of device.  No matter, he's still trying to call someone.  And by calling someone, he's actually trying to call the FBI.

But instead of reaching the FBI, he reaches the communicators of...everyone in town.  Fun.]

Hello?  FBI, I have an emergency!  This store doesn't sell any Cuda hairspray!

I can feel my hair losing its volume and-- ...Hello FBI?  You there?
 
 
10 July 2010 @ 02:08 pm
[Hello delighful caged city! Have a random little victim nine year old blonde English boy wandering nervously around.]

Oh such a charming city! Such a jolly lovely sunny day...H-how can anybody feel down...

[brb tripping over a still twitching zombie corpse
] ... A-a little messy perhaps, but nothing a good spring cleaning couldn't solve!

Even that moose who fired lasers at me wasn't so awful! [he says, whilst examining a hole burnt clean through the top of his cap]

I'm sure he didn't mean it. Haha! Nice moose...
 
 
 
27 June 2010 @ 11:37 pm
.oo1  
[No one said little kids weren't allowed here, right?  Well, hey, here's a little fifteen-year-old that looks like she's seven or eight running around.  Why is there a little girl running around?  I don't know, same reason why the not!fifteen-year-old people such as yourself are wandering about.  She looks a little lost.

Should you go help?  y/n?]
 
 
20 May 2010 @ 08:38 pm
[Minatsuki opens her eyes as she lie on the sidewalk. She sits up, noticing the communicator and then the fact that she wasn't in Deadman Wonderland anymore. At first, she grins to herself that she finally got out of that horrid place...but...one problem. This isn't Japan.

Unamused, she stands herself up, picking the communicator up along with her. After fiddling around with it for a moment, she manages to get the voice function to work.  Of course the first thing she does is...act.]


E-excuse me...  Is this thing on?  Can s-someone tell me where I a-am?