Letters from Santa Dot XXVI!
. = Last time, on Letters from Santa Dot XXV, the Liltte Angel Rowen and Little Devil Rowen actually noticed the rumbling of the hang-over. This prompted them to go fight in Mia's room, and they got locked in. Not to mention the fact that the poor devil left his pitchfork outside. And my astute friend Tyria noticed that the angel and devil agree a lot.
:: ignored by everybody, the hang-over manages to flip itself so it's 'standing' erect. Then legs and arms sprout, and a head, and it vaguely takes the form of a woman. it then begins to laugh demonically::
???: teehee^_^!
Tyria: 'teehee'? That's you're best fucking evil laugh??
. : what's wrong with teehee?
Tyria: For someone as evil as you, I thought you'd understand. evil laughter goes like, "Fua hahahahaha!" or Bua hahahaha!" or, my personal favourite, "Mua hahahaha!"
. : um, we just ran out of space.
Tyria: again? oops.
.; = damn. When will Tyria stop nagging me about every little detail! why the hell has the hang-over taken a human shape.... And how long can i drag out nothingness? Find out next time (oR IN THE CASE OF THE LAST ONE, YOU'VE BEEN FINDING OUT FOR 26 LETTERS) .u I -SAID-, Find out next time on Letters from Santa Dot XXVII!
. = Last time, on Letters from Santa Dot XXV, the Liltte Angel Rowen and Little Devil Rowen actually noticed the rumbling of the hang-over. This prompted them to go fight in Mia's room, and they got locked in. Not to mention the fact that the poor devil left his pitchfork outside. And my astute friend Tyria noticed that the angel and devil agree a lot.
:: ignored by everybody, the hang-over manages to flip itself so it's 'standing' erect. Then legs and arms sprout, and a head, and it vaguely takes the form of a woman. it then begins to laugh demonically::
???: teehee^_^!
Tyria: 'teehee'? That's you're best fucking evil laugh??
. : what's wrong with teehee?
Tyria: For someone as evil as you, I thought you'd understand. evil laughter goes like, "Fua hahahahaha!" or Bua hahahaha!" or, my personal favourite, "Mua hahahaha!"
. : um, we just ran out of space.
Tyria: again? oops.
.; = damn. When will Tyria stop nagging me about every little detail! why the hell has the hang-over taken a human shape.... And how long can i drag out nothingness? Find out next time (oR IN THE CASE OF THE LAST ONE, YOU'VE BEEN FINDING OUT FOR 26 LETTERS) .u I -SAID-, Find out next time on Letters from Santa Dot XXVII!
