13 Purple Files

[proudambassador]

[The writing is messy, as the writer is being jostled quite a bit. It probably wouldn't be recognizable if the sentence structure wasn't so distinct.]

This, it is ridiculous! There have been ridiculous things before, but this, it is the most! My chair will not stop! I cannot sit without them taking off and playing music of all things!

I need a gun. To SHOOT MY CHAIRS. EVERY LAST ONE OF THEM. If they are shot, they cannot run, hm? Or must I leash them now?

This is the most undignified, ludicrous, utterly stupid thing that has ever happened in this Sphere.

I think I begin to hate my life.

[[ooc: Musical chairs event. Ambassador is currently a hostage of one of his sturdier table chairs. Feel free to see/laugh/mock/be in the path.]]

Comments

[white-disciple.livejournal.com]

My apologies for attempting to lighten the mood, then.

[proudambassador.livejournal.com]

There is making things lighter, and there is implying that my struggle, it is not a struggle.

[white-disciple.livejournal.com]

I was envisioning something different than what you've described.

[proudambassador.livejournal.com]

I think you and I, we are on very different pages. Likely not even in the same book.

[white-disciple.livejournal.com]

I'm getting that a lot lately, but you're probably right.

[proudambassador.livejournal.com]

Yes. Yes, I probably am. Right, it is something that I tend to be.