The book of bad juju

Warhammer 40,000; Vigil

OI, Boss! Diz computa thingy iz sayin' it's gots an open position for a Brootaly Cunnin' boy! It sounds loiks a purfect fitz!

Iz interested!

Katawa Shoujo: School for the Disabled REBOOT

My favourite sword just goes chop.

Katawa Shoujo: School for the Disabled REBOOT

Mariko glanced at the crumpled sheet of paper in her hand, trying to cram the last of the unfunny lines in, when she heard a swish of curtain and looked up. Someone she didn't recognise was wandering out. She scrambled in a pocket and fished out a leaflet. Mime girl's act was first, then this guy's dance show, and then it was her, right? Seemed to be that way. So, she was on next. So. This was how it felt like to be waiting at the guillotine. Waiting for the teacher's call of "Next!" to ring out backstage so she could walk onstage and face the music. Her fingers twitched, folding a corner of the paper again and again. She needed to watch someone so she could stop watching herself for five minutes. Take her own sense of self loathing and apply it unreservedly on someone else so she wouldn't be her own worst critic. There. Take that guy with the tinted contact lenses and the poncy violin. What was his deal? Why did his eyes stay with that half lidded perma-struck dumb expression? She realized, after a full minute of staring at him that she'd done it. She jumped, and turned her attention back to the comedy routine. Concentrate, Mariko, Concentrate!

Katawa Shoujo: School for the Disabled REBOOT

I play rugby, this sort of thing happens every time i train.

I just hit a guy with my head running into him at full speed.

Instead of how you're meant to hit a guy, with your shoulders.

Katawa Shoujo: School for the Disabled REBOOT

Yeah, it's nothing. The other guy got off worse.

Katawa Shoujo: School for the Disabled REBOOT

My head hurts something awful, but I'l l get a post coming up in the next 24 hours.

Katawa Shoujo: School for the Disabled REBOOT

Mariko awkwardly hung around the conversation like a societal moth around a candle. The girl she'd decided on a total whim to talk to seemed dead-set on ignoring her, and even though it was awkward enough to stay here, it was even worse to leave. She was part of this thing, now, even if neither of them were going to acknowledge her existence. Wasn't that the guy who'd caused a ruckus in the cafeteria the other day? And wasn't he bowing in a grand arc to this girl, Coral or something? She hadn't been paying attention, half of what went on was in a completely insane language. Mariko glanced up, at the ceiling and walls. Better thing to focus on right now then people. They were designed to resist earthquakes, it wasn't like they could be anything else but what they were. She took a step away from the bickering couple. And another. and a third, until she retreated back to comfortable anonymity next to a pair of jugglers.

Katawa Shoujo: School for the Disabled REBOOT

Red 5, standing by.

God is in his heaven. (An Evangelion RP).

Adi scrambled, confused and worried, and swatted at the air beneath her legs looking for her bag. She grabbed onto it and wrapped the strap tightly around both hands, glancing at the large man in the white jacket and blond beard yelling at the crowd of children over the chaos and din. His name was Byron, apparently. Although what parent had decided to call a beefy man like him after the original romantic clearly had a couple of screws loose and should've not been allowed to raise a baby. However, he seemed like the best bet for someone to follow right now, so she did. Down a few corridors and around a few rooms, deeper and deeper into NERV's base.

God is in his heaven. (An Evangelion RP).

It's just a coincidence.

It's not like i've been sitting at my desk in the dark silently watching and waiting to fill up my post the very second you finished yours.

Not at all