8-Inside of my glorious mind
Apr. 20th, 2009 12:41 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
amansgottadowhatUnidentifiable foes, although there is a suspiciously familiar lab coat and goggles adorning one of them, lie at his feet, defeated, perhaps unconscious, perhaps without a pulse any longer.
But he is in a lovely stereotypical flower-filled field, surrounded by women at his arms, and lots of celebration going on and a parade, for him, in the background. You can tell it's for him because of his face being plastered everywhere.
[OoC: Sorry for late! Do whatever, say whatever, whoever is welcome.]
But he is in a lovely stereotypical flower-filled field, surrounded by women at his arms, and lots of celebration going on and a parade, for him, in the background. You can tell it's for him because of his face being plastered everywhere.
[OoC: Sorry for late! Do whatever, say whatever, whoever is welcome.]
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Back early, me? Never. This comment is in your imagination.
Date: 2009-04-21 03:52 am (UTC)ksjdhfksdjlhf My imagination is huge. But I suppose I shall respond to imaginary comment.
Date: 2009-04-21 03:57 pm (UTC)