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[postits]

I apologize for asking here, of all places, as I'm certain it will only devolve into inanity. But the white coat folks don't seem particularly fond of answering this question, and who knows what's common knowledge to you kids. Some of you are inclined to science, or you just ask so many fucking questions that you might know.

My question is this. Is there any progress on this portal bullshit? I refer to the possibility of going home, of course.

I expect nothing, but it never hurts to ask.

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[postits]

Then why did you hit the post comment button.

[viciouslyfucked.livejournal.com]

i wanted to give you something to read while i typed the rest

anyway, my question IS if, in that scenario we were still doing our jobs like cocklicks, would we be able to get eveyr single fucking soul before the big one hit or would upper whatsit just pack it in and call it a day??

[postits]

I don't pretend to know upper management's every plan. Most likely the former. No soul left behind. And that would leave our kind as the only folks left on Earth. Based on the reapers I've met, this situation sounds unfavorable at best.

Why do you ask.

[viciouslyfucked.livejournal.com]

i was just thinking right that maybe trhat was what happened when all the bombs went off. they just said fuck it, no more post its, noi more reapers, no more fucking light at the end of the tunnel, theres not enough of you for us to worry about.

[postits]

I don't know, Mason. I'd ask, but they never fucking answer.

You're surprisingly coherent.

[viciouslyfucked.livejournal.com]

i just woke up

[postits]

Good for you. When was the last time you ate an actual meal?

[viciouslyfucked.livejournal.com]

........what day is it?

[postits]

The twenty-third.

[viciouslyfucked.livejournal.com]

which is a.... tuesday?

[postits]

Look at a fucking calendar, jackass. Saturday.

[viciouslyfucked.livejournal.com]

where!? where is a calendar!? i dont have a fucking calendar!

[postits]

It's a sad fucking day when I know more about technology than you. Bottom right corner.

[viciouslyfucked.livejournal.com]

fuck off, how stupid do you think i am. that's the time.

[postits]

Click on it.

[viciouslyfucked.livejournal.com]

fuck.

[postits]

So. How long has it been.

[viciouslyfucked.livejournal.com]

i had leftovers this week!!

[postits]

Leftovers. Burnt quiche and a ruined soufflé, how delicious.

[viciouslyfucked.livejournal.com]

it was actually pretty good, kudos.

[postits]

I try my best. Do you want better leftovers?

[viciouslyfucked.livejournal.com]

look all right yes. but youre not to come fucking talk to my roommate or anything

[withinthesky.livejournal.com]

You haven't been eating? :///

[viciouslyfucked.livejournal.com]

i have been eating!!! sometimes i just forget. dont worry your pretty head about it all right, rube loves having an excuse to act like my mother

[postits]

I didn't say that I was going to do that, Mason.