the fuckface who holds time itself in his hands
30 August 2010 @ 07:48 pm
[Braxiatel is leaning against the information kiosk, idly drawing a logarithmic spiral in a pile of ashes beside him as he reads Nathan's brochure. He is smiling.]

Broderick would be so hurt.

[Brax neatly piles up Nathan's brochures, then vanishes. A moment later, there is a pile of the first brochures, and also: a sign.

Brax sets this sign up beside Nathan's brochures. It reads:

Nathan Explosion's Guide to Space:
Some language may not be appropriate for all audiences.
Reader discretion is advised.


What? It's not like he would remove Nathan's brochures. They rather tickle his fancy.]
 
 
30 August 2010 @ 11:40 pm
 
[a certain someone has invoked the wrath of the prettiest the best one Rozen Maiden. as such, she has made up signs.

like this one:



fear her wrath]


This is a horrible man, desu! Everyone on the Plane should definitely ignore him! [stamps her foot] He's mean, desu!


[that's what he gets for calling -her- a robot, damnit!]