Stuff and OH, TAPS.

Jorryn (OOC) does a little dance.
Ally (OOC) releases scorpions on Jorryn.
KeeperOfDreams (OOC) says, "..."
Jorryn (OOC) says, "..."
Ally (OOC) wins!
Jorryn (OOC) gets necrosis.
Jorryn (OOC) rots around Ally's place.
Ally (OOC) aughs! "My cheap things!"
Jorryn (OOC) leaves body parts in inconveniant places. An ear in the bathroom sink. His nose on her computer desk. Fingers in her underwear drawer. And the maggots. Augh.
KeeperOfDreams (OOC) never goes to Ally's house again. At least when he rots, he keeps his bits cleaned up!
Ally (OOC) auuuuuuughs.
Jorryn (OOC) , being a typical virgo, named all the maggots and knows exactly how many there are. And the smell. God the smell.
KeeperOfDreams (OOC) x_x
Ally (OOC) says, "...wait, I have an underwear drawer? I usually just rummage through the ones strewn across the floor for a clean pair..."
Ally (OOC) laughs!
Jorryn (OOC) thinks that might be worse for his fingers/maggos. Getting all squished all the time. Popping when stepped on.
Ally (OOC) says, "sldghsl;djglskdhklsadjflsdgvksLDKVNSKDJVG"
KeeperOfDreams (OOC) hurks. x_x
Ally (OOC) gets the shovel...
Jorryn (OOC) wins!
KeeperOfDreams (OOC) says, "Man, that really added to the sexy of the scene. ;)"
Ally (OOC) aims for the back of Jorryn's head....
Jorryn (OOC) says, "She started it!"
Ally (OOC) says, "DID NOT!"
Jorryn (OOC) says, "DID SO!"
Ally (OOC) says, "NOT!"
KeeperOfDreams (OOC) says, "..."
KeeperOfDreams (OOC) ties you both out in the sun.
Jorryn (OOC) survives longer.
Ally (OOC) ascends to Golconda, becomes mortal again.
KeeperOfDreams (OOC) says, "..."
Ally (OOC) says, "ONE UP ME NOW, BITCH."
KeeperOfDreams (OOC) facepaws, shambles down to his mini-Hive, drinks with Hrrgra.
Jorryn (OOC) doesn't need to. He was better looking all along. Always will be too.
Ally (OOC) says, "Pffft, cop-out."

Stuff and HMM.

Stitch isn't doing terribly well. I hope he has a cold, or jsut a respiratory infection. He's quite cold and not moving around as much as normal. But he still has a good weight and such.

We'll have to see.

It's hard, but alot of them are the same age, so I expect them to go around the same time. But, y'know. Still. :/

Stuff and SOMETHING CREATIVE...

Doll of Ally/Angel. So plain, but I don't feel like shading it yet. Base by Holliness.

Stuff and FUCK.

We're going to have to take Stitch to get put down tomorrow. He's had a stroke of some sort and, well, just isn't doing good. He's cold all over and he really has no idea where he is or what he's doing. This, of course, pisses me off. Not because It's the last of my money going towards it, but because this is THE THIRD FUCKING RAT IN A WEEK that we've lost. And right after Raku. Yes, I KNOW they're old, but it doesn't make it hurt any less.

And TJ is devastated. Which makes it hurt even more.

Stuff and NUMBER THREE...

We went out to grab some food and he went while we were gone. I feel bad that we weren't here, but, thankfully, he did have someone with him, his cagemate, Silky...who isn't looking too great himself...