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~012 - [TEXT] - Private to Paddy
Dec. 2nd, 2010 05:49 pmI'm sorry for dumping all of that on you. It was selfish and pathetic.
~011 - [VIDEO] - lil' Laura :c
Nov. 29th, 2010 09:23 pm[Hi Barge! Have a 13-year-old Laura looking mildly hysterical.]
Where am I?! I want to go home! Take me back right now!
Please...
BOB, I don't like this game...
[Taken just before Laura decides that the only way to keep BOB from hurting her is to hurt herself. BIG WARNING: mentions of child abuse occur in the comments, PLEASE don't read if that kind of thing triggers you. D: ]
Where am I?! I want to go home! Take me back right now!
Please...
BOB, I don't like this game...
[Taken just before Laura decides that the only way to keep BOB from hurting her is to hurt herself. BIG WARNING: mentions of child abuse occur in the comments, PLEASE don't read if that kind of thing triggers you. D: ]
~010 - [VIDEO]
Nov. 23rd, 2010 09:52 pm[Laura just woke up, and has no idea about the strangers on the network. Her eyes are squinted half-shut to guard against the light.]
What the hell happened? Last thing I remember is--
Neil, where are you?!
What the hell happened? Last thing I remember is--
Neil, where are you?!
Neil...are you okay? Nothing happened to you, right?
I don't know about you, but I could use a big fucking distraction. I have enough to go around, so let me know if you're interested.
I don't know about you, but I could use a big fucking distraction. I have enough to go around, so let me know if you're interested.
~008 // [VIDEO]
Jul. 26th, 2010 11:37 pm[Laura sits on her bed.]
I guess I didn't realize it because of when the flood started...
I missed my birthday. July 22. Guess that means I'm 18 now, if birthdays still count once you're dead. Do they?
[She starts singing, very quietly, in a wavering voice:]
Happy birthday to me...
[She abruptly cuts the feed.]
I guess I didn't realize it because of when the flood started...
I missed my birthday. July 22. Guess that means I'm 18 now, if birthdays still count once you're dead. Do they?
[She starts singing, very quietly, in a wavering voice:]
Happy birthday to me...
[She abruptly cuts the feed.]
OPEN SPAM, multiples encouraged!
Jul. 23rd, 2010 10:25 pm[Laura's out chilling at the edge of the woods tonight, sitting on a stump and smoking one of the cigarettes she smuggled into camp in the lining of her bra. She was walking around deeper in the woods not fifteen minutes ago, but this one owl kept following her and hooting, and it started to really creep her out. Shut up, it was totally freaky. Anyway, she's not doing much of anything else and could use some company.]
((OOC: Male or female, Laura may try to put the moves on you if she feels like it. Or she might share a cigarette with you! Or just chat! Anything is possible!))
((OOC: Male or female, Laura may try to put the moves on you if she feels like it. Or she might share a cigarette with you! Or just chat! Anything is possible!))
~007 - VIP flood trauma tiems! [VIDEO]
Jul. 12th, 2010 02:14 am[Laura is currently curled up in a corner of her room, tearing at her face and hair and screaming. She's making her face bloody LIKE A BOSS, and it's clear she's gone over the deep end.]
GET HIM OUT OF ME!
GET HIM OUT OF ME!
~006: zombie death toll [VOICE]
Jun. 24th, 2010 01:28 amO-oh god...!
[Laura's just waking up. She's trying to scream, but her throat is so bad she can barely talk...so what comes out is a thin, shrieking whistle. Someone in the Infirmary might need to hold her down before she starts running around and freaking out.]
[Laura's just waking up. She's trying to scream, but her throat is so bad she can barely talk...so what comes out is a thin, shrieking whistle. Someone in the Infirmary might need to hold her down before she starts running around and freaking out.]
...I'm not even going to bother asking what's going on here, because obviously nobody knows.
I'm feeling jittery. Do I smoke? I think I must, because I'm craving something. Maybe I just have low blood sugar or something.
I'm feeling jittery. Do I smoke? I think I must, because I'm craving something. Maybe I just have low blood sugar or something.
~004 - another bout of wtf
May. 9th, 2010 02:49 pmHuh. This is even more screwed up than usual, isn't it?
~003 - Laura gets crafty [VOICE]
Apr. 14th, 2010 02:30 pmSo I hear someone built some sort of machine to control the weather. Pretty funny stuff, but I'd believe it. It's not the hardest thing I've had to swallow lately.
I kind of hope whoever built it will make it snow. Some snow...would be really nice right now.
Does anyone else agree?
[OOC: LOL SHE IS CLEARLY NOT TALKING ABOUT THE WEATHER. Paddy, here's your opening!]
I kind of hope whoever built it will make it snow. Some snow...would be really nice right now.
Does anyone else agree?
[OOC: LOL SHE IS CLEARLY NOT TALKING ABOUT THE WEATHER. Paddy, here's your opening!]
~002 - after the dining hall incident
Mar. 17th, 2010 02:11 amWhat the hell happened? One minute, I was seated for dinner and enjoying my potatoes, and the very next...
Screams. I must have blocked out everything that happened after my face broke open and started to run. I can remember that it hurt like fire.
Am I in a hospital?
Screams. I must have blocked out everything that happened after my face broke open and started to run. I can remember that it hurt like fire.
Am I in a hospital?
Dear Diary,
I never expected for this place to give you back to me. Then again, I never expected all the red curtains to give way to my bedroom, either. I don't know what's weirder...the way it was, or the way it is now. I guess this is better, until everyone starts sounding like they're slurring their words all strange again. Like they're talking backwards, but not really.
I'm starting to really wonder about what my standing here is, Diary. What was that place I just came from? Where the hell am I now? If it was only the waiting room...
I'll tell you one thing: I can't feel BOB around, not at all. Maybe I should pretend like I'm twelve again and cross my fingers for that luck to continue.
Big fat lot of good that will do.
Love, Laura
I never expected for this place to give you back to me. Then again, I never expected all the red curtains to give way to my bedroom, either. I don't know what's weirder...the way it was, or the way it is now. I guess this is better, until everyone starts sounding like they're slurring their words all strange again. Like they're talking backwards, but not really.
I'm starting to really wonder about what my standing here is, Diary. What was that place I just came from? Where the hell am I now? If it was only the waiting room...
I'll tell you one thing: I can't feel BOB around, not at all. Maybe I should pretend like I'm twelve again and cross my fingers for that luck to continue.
Big fat lot of good that will do.
Love, Laura
