love's gonna get you down;

[asylumblue.livejournal.com]

Things haven't changed much here.

People are still kinda stupid but how about we play a game?

I can run but not walk. Wherever I go, thought follows close behind. What am I?

I promise I'll be good even if you don't answer correctly.

[ooc; oh he's back to his old habits just a little]

Comments

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

[thinks about the first statement...]

A car?

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

Your stupid mouth.

[asylumblue.livejournal.com]

You're wrong.

Now whose stupid?

[asylumblue.livejournal.com]

Nope~

You're nose.

[and he pinches her nose lightly]

Now you don't get your prize.

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

You. Ever consider there's more than one answer?

You can run your mouth, and you speak your thoughts.

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

Ah! [flinches a bit, but giggles]

What prize?

[asylumblue.livejournal.com]

I do, and I know that could work too. But it's not the one I was thinking of. And it's my game so I make up the rules.

[yieldingly.livejournal.com]

[comes up behind him and gives a vague smile, waving at Sora's face]

A nose. And in turn, what can humans catch but not throw~

[asylumblue.livejournal.com]

You won't know until you get it right. Maybe next time!

[just smiles mysteriouslyyyyy]

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

Well it's a stupid game. And your rules are stupid.

[asylumblue.livejournal.com]

A cold.

[just grins]

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

[frowns]

That's dissapointing.

[asylumblue.livejournal.com]

Only because you couldn't figure it out. I could make it a lot more interesting but that wouldn't be good for you at all.

[asylumblue.livejournal.com]

Well people forget how this game used to go. Be happy for that.

[yieldingly.livejournal.com]

[laughs a little bit, wings fanning lazily]

How have you been?

[asylumblue.livejournal.com]

I went to a real doctor, left the asylum, and had an apartment at one point, thinking this was all just a delusion.

Who would believe it's still real.

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

[closes eyes]

Mhm, I suppose.

[hums a little to herself.]

How about if I ask you a riddle?

[asylumblue.livejournal.com]

If you would like.

[yieldingly.livejournal.com]

...[goes to sit down somewhere near]

Mm.

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

And why not, exactly?

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

[thinks a bit]

The man who invented it doesn't want it. The man who bought it doesn't need it. The man who needs it doesn't know it. What is it?

[asylumblue.livejournal.com]

Because you'd play the penalty game.

[asylumblue.livejournal.com]

How have you been?

[yieldingly.livejournal.com]

Well enough, I suppose.

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

Sounds interesting enough. Let's play that.

[asylumblue.livejournal.com]

I'm not allowed!

[asylumblue.livejournal.com]

Always good. To be at least well that is.

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

Because you'd get hurt?

[asylumblue.livejournal.com]

Other way around.

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

I don't think so.

[asylumblue.livejournal.com]

You'd be surprised.

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

Yeah? Try me.

[asylumblue.livejournal.com]

I'm not allowed.

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

Tsk tsk. No fun at all, are you?