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(no subject) [Dec. 1st, 2004|02:07 pm]
A post-FF7 roleplay
redhairedfiend
[Current Mood |draineddrained]

I just got back from a lovely trip to the boonies. Did I forget to mention I was leaving? That would be because they shipped me off with a half-hour's warning. Bastards.

So I ended up in Gongaga, of all the buttcracks of the world, investigating rumors of Mako tainting the water source. And of course, Shinra didn't want to give me bottled water. Policy of mingling with the natives my ass. When I got there, half the town (all six of them) was down with something - fever, delerium, vomiting up weird colors. And I still had to get well-water samples.

Gongaga's in isolation now, that's for sure. I got a question for you, Sephi-dearie. You're into all that medical stuff, right? Do you have any recollection on where the files about Mako poisoning and Jenova cell reactions? Rude can't find them, and we're hoping they weren't hard-copy-only in Midgar. Fucking Hojo never used a goddamn computer. (Also, what do you want for Yule? If you don't tell me anything, I'll assume vodka and egg nog.)
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After a long abscence... [Nov. 30th, 2004|04:27 pm]
A post-FF7 roleplay
blacksummon
[Current Mood |stressedfrenzied]
[Current Music |Era: Enae Volare Mezzo]

Shiva, I hate paperwork.

On top of that, my computer crashed and is only just now running again. I shall never, ever let Reno near it when inebriated again. Do you hear me, Reno? Never. Not even if you bleach your hair in penance.

...But aside from all that, nothing has happened. Well, I discovered that Strife can actually hold an intelligent conversation. I was truly astonished by this, until I remembered that he still retains memories that are not his own. Those would account for the speaking skills he currently posesses.

Go on, Strife. Argue. You'll just prove my point. (And yes, I am smirking. You're no Professor Gast.)

I've been having dizzy spells that are somewhat worrying, however. I suppose that is something worth mentioning.
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(no subject) [Nov. 16th, 2004|12:06 am]
A post-FF7 roleplay

onesoldier
[Current Mood |sleepysleepy]
[Current Music |sleep]

The higher-ups decided since we had enough time for PS2, we had enough time for more paperwork. ow. I don't care about the fiscal year, I want that game with the weird Japanese title back.
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Shiva, what a day. [Nov. 13th, 2004|09:15 pm]
A post-FF7 roleplay
redhairedfiend
[Current Mood |crankycranky]
[Current Music |Sugar Ray: Mr. Bartender]

Another insanely long day. I'm stealing Sephiroth's computer to distract myself, because otherwise I'll be pacing all night with too much energy - you know, the kind that only comes when you're too tired to sleep. I need some booze.

I don't think I really sleep any more, weird as that may be. I get a few hours here and there, and it's enough, but I don't dream or anything. It's kinda freaky. Just boom, it's two hours later, because I don't really wake up or fall asleep either. I'm just either awake or not asleep. Yeah, I know I make no sense.

My jaw aches. Some punk got in a lucky shot while I kicked his buddy's ass for trying to get my wallet. Hint, kids: men in blue suits are bad business. Don't fuck with us.

I'm way too tired to be cheerful tonight.
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(no subject) [Nov. 11th, 2004|12:00 pm]
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onesoldier
[Current Mood |busy]
[Current Music |Postal Service - Brand New Colony]

Oh! That's why I couldn't update, I wasn't logged in.

No, Reno, I did NOT take Sephiroth to the beach. I would have, if Barret had been around to snipe the guards. (by which I mean you)

I figured out how to play my CDs on this thing, and gave Sephiroth some of my music. Anyone have a recommendation for a PC game we could play together? (Or a good console for us to get for when we're not working?)

PS: How do I get more moods?
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Yo, monkey-breath! [Nov. 9th, 2004|09:41 pm]
A post-FF7 roleplay
redhairedfiend
[Current Mood |bouncytwitchy]
[Current Music |Metallica: Hell's Bells]

Hey, you dumbasses, you're overwhelming the world with bad angst. Next thing you'll be writing poems about death and darkness and using AOLer-speak. Quick, someone hide the razors! An easy death is too good for writers of angsty teen poetry.

Aside from that, I shall now bitch about work. Because when I bitch, it's cooler than angst, therefore invalidating your respective existences. Ha! There's logic for you, eh?

Today Rude and I got to tour the non-Shinra establishments, aka walk around town and look threatening to make sure everyone knows Shinra Is Watching You. Around noon we got bored and headed to Gator Gil, the arcade down by the foot of Shinra HQ. Well, the fucking DDR Extreme was broken, so scratch that, right? It ate my fucking gil. Rude laughed at me, you know how it is, with that little twitch at the corner of his mouth that means he knows you'll beat the shit out of him if he dares make a noise? Fucktard. So after that we went down to the waterfront, despite my better judgment, and it fucking reeked. I threw up from the smell. Well, okay, maybe I drank a bit too much too early in the day, but the smell triggered it. So fucking nasty. I'm just glad it's Rude's night to "guard" Seph-sweetums tonight, because I'm going for the hair of the dog that bit me, and Sephi-sugar is fucking annoying when he's pissed, and you can't drink around him without losing a bottle or two. Keep that in mind, Cloud - the man holds liquor like a sieve.

Speaking of which, Cloud, do not tell me you actually took Seph-darling down to the "beach." That is such a liability. I am not kidding. How the hell did the Prez even consider you for this job? He travelled with you guys (kinda) so he should know how much of a spaceshot you are, right? Not to be rude, just keeping ya'll honest. Rude and I should write you a guide to babysitting Sephypoo.
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(no subject) [Nov. 3rd, 2004|03:00 pm]
A post-FF7 roleplay
blacksummon
[Current Mood |stressedstressed]

Strife. Bring me down to the beach. I need to smell the ocean.
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(no subject) [Oct. 30th, 2004|07:25 pm]
A post-FF7 roleplay

onesoldier
[Current Mood |bouncybouncy]
[Current Music |Um, it went through a few songs, do I put them all here?]

Sweet! I can update! Sephiroth pretty much summed it up earlier, though. I decided working a little was better than sitting around for ages, and now I get to totally stomp him at any game we play against each other.

I wish I could go see the others, though. I mailed Tifa before I left, but they have yet to come visit. I want to travel again...
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Cocaine and kittens [Oct. 30th, 2004|07:22 pm]
A post-FF7 roleplay
blacksummon
[Current Mood |mellowmellow]
[Current Music |Flogging Molly: Salty Dog]

Somehow I am completely unsurprised that Shinra has managed to somehow sabotage their own repairs. I am, however, very surprised that they managed the repairs at all. Not notifying the rest of the world is just ridiculous.

Anyhow. I have convinced Strife that his life's work is to assist me with these ridiculous reports that seem intent on carpeting my rooms. In return, he has given me drugs. That is, metaphorical drugs. "The Sims" is possibly the most addictive substance created by mankind. Now if only they would stop dying... And I swear to Odin, Strife, if you name one more of the little creatures "Jenova" I will not be held responsible for what carnage may ensue.

And Strife - you owe me for the glasses. Keep that in mind next time you download one of those uncensored beds.
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(no subject) [Oct. 23rd, 2004|08:21 pm]
A post-FF7 roleplay
blacksummon
[Current Mood |stressedstressed]
[Current Music |Good Charlotte: Once Upon A Time]

Shinra's network is down for repairs - Shiva knows how I managed to get enough connection to post this. And of course, they tell us of the maintenance only after it's been down a day.

We'll be back soon, unless I strangle Strife for not telling me when he has a day off. I had to search through two dozen stacks of reports to find those damn glasses, Strife. And then I set down my coffee cup in front of them, and it took me half an hour to remember where they were. You'd better be grateful.
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