And let the costume party commence ...

[apocalypsos]

*glares at all of you*

If you're expecting a happy, shiny hostess, you're all out of your goddamn minds. Bar is in the back. Pool table's to your left. Jukebox is to the right. And if any of you pull anything, I swear I'll shove the closest weapon so far up your ass, you'll think you swallowed an armory.

Like you're not all dead already anyway.

*grabs a bottle of tequila*

*heads off with gun in hand to watch the door for suspicious characters gunning for my son*

Comments

[arks.livejournal.com]

Ohhh. What kind of slug is a Winry-in-the-morning? Is that like a morning glory? Only that's a flower. Does the slug like flowers? Some slugs eat plants but I've never heard of one that likes flowers. I wonder if it does ikebana.

[catystorm.livejournal.com]

You know, I can't think of a good way to get out of this that won't get back to Winry somehow and result in my dying a horrible and painful bloody death.

[arks.livejournal.com]

Haa...?

Getting out? I guess there's a door over there, if you want. Or... oops.

Naa. You haven't seen a toy airplane anywhere, have you?