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[apriori]

Who: Crazy Ginger feat. u
When: Day 93, night
Where: The halls anywhere in HQ
What: Inappropriate things nailed to doors.

[WELP, someone was a little fed up with the incessant yapping things, among other grievances. So he might have killed a few of them. And he might have gutted them and cut them up. And he might be nailing bits of one to your door, or to the hallway wall near your door.]

Comments

[apriori]

What, you don't think they're annoying?

[clocked_out]

Wow, I think a lot of shit is annoying, like assholes who go around nailing boardog meat to doors but that doesn't fucking mean I want to eviscerate you, jesus.

[apriori]

[adds an extra length of intestine to his very lovely decoration, just for that. n_n]

[clocked_out]

I said cut it the fuck out!

[apriori]

You can clean it up later. It wasn't meant for you anyways.

[clocked_out]

Oh awesome so you were just randomly killing shit for no fucking reason. Who was it meant for?

[apriori]

A guy named Emiya Kiritsugu.

[clocked_out]

Ok, well, this obviously isn't his fucking door. So take your grizzly Girl Scout horseshit somewhere else.

[apriori]

I was gonna go to the next door in a second.

[clocked_out]

Does this Emiya dude live next door?

[apriori]

No clue!

[clocked_out]

Oh my god. Did it occur to you to maybe find that out first.

[apriori]

Well the thing is, I don't think he would tell me, so I was just leaving this stuff everywhere so he'll find it eventually.

[clocked_out]

... You are a total whackjob, aren't you. You are straight-up pulling the screws for nailing these things to doors straight out of your head.

[apriori]

Actually they're from one of the god shrines.

[clocked_out]

Ok.

I'm gonna shut this door now.

Try not to kill any more shit.

Or be crazier I don't know.

[apriori]

I don't think I can promise anything, but okay. Have a nice night!