Mhm

[Ian Hunt]

You've accused other people of not existing today? *raises eyebrow* lol.
Haha, of course you are.

[Arden Patricks]

No... just been very rambly and candid and kind of weird.
;D And also a benevolent goddess.

[Ian Hunt]

Oh I see. Like how?
Haha, well that's a given.

[Arden Patricks]

I don't know. Just in general. Like accusing you of not being real. *shrug*
;D 'Course.

[Ian Hunt]

Rightio.
;D

[Arden Patricks]

I just want to clarify that I am about 95% sure you're real, but because I hate being wrong and don't like the thought of you laughing at me if you're not, I have to have that diubt in there. It's nothing personal or anything.
And shouldn't you go sleep soon? *looks scolding*

[Ian Hunt]

Well, I should certainly hope that it's nothing personal, yes. *nods* But it's perfectly alright.
I should, yes. I probably will.

[Arden Patricks]

All right...
Good girl. *nods*

[Ian Hunt]

I'm signing off about now-ish. xD
G'night.

[Arden Patricks]

All right... good girl then.
Oh, and Holly and Loki should get cookies or something 'cause this is brilliant. I think the other site's gotten slightly boring.

[Ian Hunt]

Yeah, they should. Tis fantastic.
The other site was definitely getting boring, me and Christina could hardly think of more drama! Twas sad.

[Arden Patricks]

Right... I send them addictive cocaine-laced butter cookies then.
Yeah, I think a lot of people have had that problem. And it's very amusing, after the other site, for everyone to be running around with gaggles of kids and such.
So how are you today anyway?

[Ian Hunt]

I'm sure they say thank you but I don't know where anyone is.
Yes it is.
I don't really know. I'm fucking pissed off as hell, for no reason at all. I just really want to hurt something or break something. Or shout or...I dunno. Grah.
How are you?

[Arden Patricks]

That's odd.
And that does not sound fun. Maybe if you rp shouting or hurting something it'll help so you don't have to real life?
I'm all right though.

[Ian Hunt]

It is.
No, it isn't. Grr. I can't really RP that though, because Ian's all happy and reasonably normal at the moment, so there's no reason for him to start shouting or hurting other things. I dunno, I'll go punch someone I don't like or something. Or at least I would if the whole bloody planet wasn't deserted! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
Grr.
But anyway, that is good that you're alright.

[Arden Patricks]

Eh, you could invent a reason. Or punch an inanimate object rather than person. That is very strange no one's around though.
Yep.

[Ian Hunt]

I banged my head against a wall a few times, but I still don't feel any better.
It is. Most people are out, or are just sticking to their room so I haven't seen anyone all day.
But yep indeed.

[Arden Patricks]

Right... can't imagine why that would be.
Would it help you think if you saw someone or would you just punch them?
Or there's lip-synch screaming and that sort of thing.

[Ian Hunt]

Nah, I'd just punch them, I should think.
Anyway, I have a plan. Be right back. *salutes*

[Arden Patricks]

Right. In which case their absence makes more sense. But good luck top you on that and don't hurt yourself. *salutes back*

[Ian Hunt]

I put my head under water and yelled a bit. So I do feel a little better but also very wet.
*nods*

[Arden Patricks]

Ah, I see. Clever idea even if you are wet.

[Ian Hunt]

Not really. Now the house is wet as well, and the kitchen floor is a health hazard, so I hope no one slips and dies because then I'll feel bad again.
Anyway, anything going on with you?

[Arden Patricks]

Ah... so you went about it rather brilliantly then and should possibly go mop up the kitchen.
Nope, not really. I'm well on my way to not accomplishing anything for the third day in a row.

[Ian Hunt]

Yes, precisely. I'll get round to it, sooner or later.
Huzzah! I'm proud of yeh Jennie.

[Arden Patricks]

Well I should hope so, rather than let someone trip and die.
Lol... that means so much to me.

[Ian Hunt]

Yes, that'd be quite sad, I imagine.
Pip's here now. And she's told me where everyone is so it's okay now anyway. Everyone is out besides Daz who is in his room and has been disturbed by me walking around and yelling 'fuck' all day, and now Pip who has just got in. So all is well again.
Haha, so it should.

[Arden Patricks]

Yeah, just a bit.
And that's good then, and also I don't blame him. Hello Pip.
Yeah, well...

[Ian Hunt]

Pip says Yo.
No, I wouldn't blame him either.
Yeah well backatcha.

[Arden Patricks]

Which somehow automatically warrants a Vulcan greeting. Don't ask why.
Mm...
And I don't feel like continuing this fairly pointless -fest, so...
... I think I'm tired.