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THE

FUCK.


FUKUROU! I AM GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU!

Tattoos and...something.

So it turns out I busted the shit out of my shoulder while we were stuck on that island and now I'm trying to find stuff to do while I can't train or anything, and I'm so bored that I resorted to looking up pictures of weird shit on Google Image.

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I'm also thinking about getting a couple new tattoos. I figured out what I want, so now I'm just wondering where to get 'em.

Trufax.

GUys. Guys. listen.

I am NOt ana alcoholic.

Time for a poll.

Okay, everybody, do me a favor and comment if you consider yourself to be my friend or friendly acquaintance. Also put down if you're a straight guy. I'm trying to figure something out.

Weird.

...I didn't even drink last night and I feel like I have a hangover. My head feels fine, but it's like...something happened and I don't remember it.

What's that called? Deja vu, or something else?

Whatever. Haru, is there a reason you're acting shifty as fuck lately? There's no rule about cringing whenever you see a superior officer.

Oh, Chuck found somebody's silver earrings. I put 'em on the kitchen counter, so get to 'em quick if their yours.

Shoulda brought my computer with me.

Shit, I haven't been online in like a week.

...Turns out trying to run a ship is harder than it looks sometimes. In between that and the vacation...

Anyway. What're you losers up to? How many of you ate things you shouldn't have this week?

Fucking fruit.

I just want it on record that I didn't have anything to do with it.

...Well, okay, I did get her the cereal.

OOC: Another one

HMD post; y'all know the drill by now.

To the SDC, and anybody else who cares:

Got a job to do. Don't wait up.

Haven't decided if I'm bringing 'em to you whole or sending you their heads, White Hunter. Be prepared.

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