v.

[repent]

I love how obsessed this place is with sex! Jesus, if they want children so bad, buy a home-science kit or something, all this family norm bullshit is beginning to piss me off. Break free, kids! You don't need an education or a white picket fence to have a fulfilling and happy Domesville life! School ain't all it's cracked up to be. Though man, if that stuff'd counted towards my grades back in the day, I probably wouldn't have dropped out.

V-Day in a week, and it's amazing how much I do not care. It's such a Hallmark holiday — do they even have Hallmark here? But I already bought myself a box of incredibly overpriced chocolates and that's the only Valentine I need. Though I guess if they're giving away free flowers I'm gonna take advantage of that.

All that happens around here is people fighting, people fucking, and people talking about fighting and fucking. Which sounds awesome in theory but it gets kiiinda monotonous after a while. Can I go home yet. And I mean, how long have we been here, and has anyone got pregnant or died yet? I didn't think so! It's like a sitcom or something, at the end of the day everything just resets to the way it was.

Comments

[lickthatdevil.livejournal.com]

there were other things besides fighting and fucking in your world?

[repent]

Not so much, but there was about five continents worth more space.

[lickthatdevil.livejournal.com]

so fighting and fucking in about a hundred different languages?

[lostmydreams.livejournal.com]

I feel like we're lab puppies or something. I DON'T WANT BABIES!

[repent]

Fortunately this puppy made sure to get herself fixed, but I hear ya.

[disparages]

God, like you WANT people to die? Morbid, much?

[repent]

Whatever, Cordelia. I'm just sick of this town.

[disparages]

Yeah, well. Me too.

[magicbone]

you are the voice of the people.

[repent]

I should run for President.

[magicbone]

well okay um maybe I wouldn't go that far, but congresswoman? um, Babylon state representative?

[repent]

Yeahhh, somehow I really don't think I'd be tallying up the votes.

[magicbone]

we'd vote for you! um, you have Rule 42's hypothetical full support in your imaginary campaign.

[repent]

I was gonna be sarcastic about this, but then I considered the fact that half the people here are comic book characters or whatever and you know, that could be useful.

[magicbone]

we um, do have our merits sometimes. the trio, in your campaign, being your pr people.

[repent]

But seriously, politics never really interested me. Except for, you know, when I worked for the Mayor but that wasn't so much bureaucracy as getting to beat people up? And I've moved past that time in my life, bully for me, etc etc. Maybe I'll start a support group. Supervillains Anonymous, something Venture Bros like that.

[magicbone]

when you worked for



skfjskj I like that idea! um pretty soon Babylon's going to have a club for everything. we could eat snacks and um talk about nefarious deeds or something. and it could help with. yes. I like it!

[repent]

...Sometimes I forget you were like, Class of '99.


I wasn't entirely serious. I'm not so much with the organising so much as the enforcing, you know.

[magicbone]

yeah. I um got to see that one all up close and personal.

oh. well. that's okay too.

[constructedpast.livejournal.com]

I think I have a very good reason not to get pregnant past not wanting to.

[repent]

You'd be putting some guy in danger from your sister?

[constructedpast.livejournal.com]

I'd be putting me in danger from Buffy.

[repent]

She wouldn't hit someone who was knocked up, so you'd have a whole nine months of freedom.

[constructedpast.livejournal.com]

Still.

[repent]

This hypothetical also requires, uh, pregnancy.

[constructedpast.livejournal.com]

Yes. So. Not going there.

Also not still in school, so whatever.

[notwalking]

You're awful bitter about the holiday.

[repent]

I like to think of it as Singles Awareness Day.

[notwalking]

That's sad for you.

[repent]

Really? Howso? 'Cause I'm not seeing the sad, unless that's part of this mild irritation I'm feeling.

[notwalking]

Maybe you have to be a poet to understand the true meaning.

[repent]

Personally I'd rather miss out than write poetry like yours.

[notwalking]

That's sweet. I'm starting to think you and Cordelia are the same person.

[repent]

Ugh, fuck right off, I would never cheerlead, I don't waste money on ugly clothes, and we have pretty much entirely different taste in guys.

[disparages]

What the hell! They are not ugly!

[notwalking]

She wears leather pants. I'm just going to put that out there.