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[shutuplamer.livejournal.com]

[Hey look a new Seifer is walking around the dressing room! Except... Those muscles don't look as defined as a usual Seifer's. And that hair sticking out of the beanie look a little longer then usual. And that face looks a little more girly... Yup. It's Seifa. Have fun, guys.]

Okay. Which one of you lamers can explain what the hell is going on.

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[seasides]

You're in a dimensional crossroads.

[there's the short answer! expect a better one when you don't call everyone lamers.]

[shutuplamer.livejournal.com]

Yeah and that means what exactly?

[Just going to give you an annoyed/impatient look now.]

[seasides]

You know, maybe if you asked nicer you'd get a better answer.

[returning the look with an unimpressed raised eyebrow.]

[shutuplamer.livejournal.com]

I don't have to be nice to strangers in my town.

[Yeah what? She is just going to pretend this is Twilight Town completely renovated or something.]

[dawnrise]

['sup. totally ignoring you over here.]

[shutuplamer.livejournal.com]

Hey!

[Going to march on over to you.]

You. Where the hell am I?

[dawnrise]

[lifts an eyebrow, turning to look at her in a terribly uninterested way. oh Seifa.]

Looks indoors to me.

[shutuplamer.livejournal.com]

Well no shit.

[Placing a fist on her hip.]

Do you know where the indoors is, though? Like the town for starters?

[sassy-struggler.livejournal.com]

[Oh look Seifa. It's your favourite person! To annoy. She sees you and glares.]

Figures you'd show up before Penny and Olen.

[shutuplamer.livejournal.com]

[Will just smirk right back to annoy you.]

Well obviously I'm more popular. Can't help being amazing.

[sassy-struggler.livejournal.com]

Yeah, amazingly douchey. [That's totally a word, shush.]

[shutuplamer.livejournal.com]

Oh come on, blondie. That's not very nice to say. [Total patronizing tone.]

[inursandlot.livejournal.com]

[ this ain't gonna end well. here, have a male version of yourself, glowering at you ]

[shutuplamer.livejournal.com]

[Wait what? A guy her? Well just have a confused look to counter that glare.]

What the hell is this shit?

[inursandlot.livejournal.com]

[ his eyebrows furrow as he tries to take this in. it doesn't take in well. ]

Took the words right out of my mouth, wannabe. Why don't you gather up your skirts and skip merrily along back the way you came?

[ he's pretty much new to this whole arrangement too, and doesn't get the fact that nobody's going anywhere. ]

[shutuplamer.livejournal.com]

Hey! Who the hell is the wannabe here? I bet I could completely ruin you.

[She does not like being profiled just because she is a girl. So if you keep it up she might just tackle you and try to punch your face in.]

oh why not c:

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[he happens to be running by on his way to the pinata room -- someone's got a craving for candy.]

oh god...

[shutuplamer.livejournal.com]

Hey, punk. Get back here and tell me where I am.

[Yeah she isn't squeamish about asking a kid for answers.]

<3 ?

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[skids to a stop.]

Hey! I'm not a punk!

<3

[shutuplamer.livejournal.com]

Sure you aren't. Now where the he-- Where am I? [Okay. Got to keep the cussing in check around young children.]

[undeniableproof.livejournal.com]

...[Ohhhh snap.]

...Heh. You first.

[shutuplamer.livejournal.com]

[She knows all about male Seifers already so she's not as freaked out as you.]

Well I'm a chick. That's all there is to it. [Looks so bored. Fist on her hip.]

[beanietastic.livejournal.com]

[are we having a Seifer party.]

...Well. This is lame.

[shutuplamer.livejournal.com]

[Seifer party woo]

Tell me about it.

[beanietastic.livejournal.com]

It's really lame. Damn, aren't other mes supposed to be smart?