crash and burn.

[lividhostility.livejournal.com]

[there's a bang and a loud crash. the sound was caused by a random closet door opening swiftly, its contents spilling out into the hallway. among them is a disgruntled brunet boy.]

What the hell!

[ooc: hehe. unbridledhate's stepbrother.]

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[deceptioning.livejournal.com]

[stares at]

[lividhostility.livejournal.com]

[sticks out a hand.]

Help?

[unbridledhate.livejournal.com]

... ahh shit.

[lividhostility.livejournal.com]

[at first, surprise, and then he's groaning and trying to wedge himself further in the mess.]

Wonderful.

[unbridledhate.livejournal.com]

Why did you have to come here? I was actually starting to like this place.

[lividhostility.livejournal.com]

What are you talking about, this is-- ... oh.

[he sits up, peering down one end of the hallway to the other.]

[imakeygoodsir.livejournal.com]

You okay?

[lividhostility.livejournal.com]

[he's rubbing at his lower back.]

Yeah, yeah... I think.

[imakeygoodsir.livejournal.com]

Are you new? You came out of a closet.

[lividhostility.livejournal.com]

[glances up at him. oh... oh strange. like looking in a mirror.]

... uh.

[imakeygoodsir.livejournal.com]

Uh?

[lividhostility.livejournal.com]

... uh-- yeah. Yeah I'm new.

[imakeygoodsir.livejournal.com]

Oh, hello than. Welcome to the dressing room thing. I don't get it either. I'm... uh Ultima. Yeah.

[lividhostility.livejournal.com]

... what?

[imakeygoodsir.livejournal.com]

We all are in some weird place that sucks people from their worlds into it. It's... odd.

[lividhostility.livejournal.com]

[scratches at the back of his head.]

Ah... yeah.