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[earthen_hope]

[pause of a minute or so.]

Whoops, sorry. I didn't know my journal was sitting there.

This probably means we're going to have monsters under our beds this weekend too. Be careful, everyone. I think getting a flashlight would be a good idea for anyone that doesn't have magic and who doesn't want to sleep with a weapon close to hand. The one I found seemed to hate the light as much as the spell I hit him with.

And if the light itself doesn't work, you can always wallop them with the flashlight. It should still make them think twice.

I wish they weren't in our houses. Those are supposed to be safe from monsters. [some pentaps go at the end of this sentence and then she crosses it out.]

[ooc: The monster under Krile's bed? A nine-foot centipede thing. Fortunately not the actual specimen.

Housemates, feel free to have heard, smelled, and/or seen a small lightning strike in Krile's room in the wee hours of the morning.]

Comments

[speeding]

Y'alright Short Stack?

[ruby-nova.livejournal.com]

That monster was scary!

[stonyfaced.livejournal.com]

[His hand is an uneven one--either he's writing with his left hand or he's medicated. He's supposed to be cooped up in Wellspring right now and I don't know what injury he's getting yet therefore BSing is a go since I want to comment on this. XD]

Got it, did you? Try throwing a blanket over them next time. Preferably a fluffy one. Stops 'em right in their path, the poor sods.

[live_ringer]

[Centipedes? In MY Edensphere? It's more likely than you think.]

Over at your place too, huh? I'd love to know what the bu[bubble smear] have against letting us get a good night's rest.

I'm guessing you got him good, at least. ...And hopefully didn't burn down much in the process? [Judging by that burn mark, he's assuming flame of some kind.]

[longnosedliar.livejournal.com]

You guys have got them too? Man... I hate these things. I'm tempted to just sleep outside until these monsters go away.

[crowsloveapples.livejournal.com]

Are you ok, Krile?

[of-mindelan.livejournal.com]

[Peach was lucky enough not to get one the last time. She's less lucky now.

It was a robotic rat thing with a suspicious similarity to a killing device, and she woke up long before normal because every animal in her room... there are a lot of them... hates the thing. She had to undo the legs of her bed to bring the frame down to pin it, leave, borrow a mace from someone, come back, smash the thing, bring the mace back, come back again, and completely fail to get back to sleep.

So between lack of sleep and verybadpings - it shrieked like a small child and there was vapor when she smashed it, even if she didn't get a good look at it, and it was basically unrecognizable after - she's in a bad mood. And expressing it the way she usually does.]

Does this happen often?