Fealty and Melanomen Des Haute
I am my own OC. I will keep track of my life. These may be news, or they may be venting. I need somewhere to write the truth of my heart. Probably it won't interest you.
Some of it will be fictional. I'm my own write-in OC.
I'm somewhat troubled...
if by somewhat I mean massively.
Anyway so Finnegan was free and easy and out of my hair, I'm bald but I keep it in the sink, and so was Zoe, she took her sparkles and sauce with her as we left the station, wow what a station with a highway and all this stuff even my bloomin uncle was there, those guys have everything, I mean it!
Unger was the one I really needed so I sipped back into the lander and gargled with a little "bicarbonate of flavin" if you dig, and we dropped back to the planet. Man what a planet, nearly as big as that station, couldn't get over it
And I went looking for Unger
Turns out it was really hunger so I got a bite to eat at the biting establishment on the corner of main and vermont and wow what chompers, for realz
So after that I went to see the spinster, and lemme tell you pally, she really knew how to spin, say no more.
like spinning's her game and she could card some wool, honestly to god
But Unger wasn't there so I shot off on a javelin to the pad
No one home but the spaghetti, what a dish.
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anyway, so how're you?
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