Ooo! Intrigue, you have a nice pocket. -Eyes swirl around, magically sending to his head still-

*takes them out of her pocket, and puts them in a glass on the table*

ok eggs has gone bye bye now

*eyes widen* Chicken???...*blinks at storm's entry*...o.o wuh?

EDIT: *hits refresh*

::Squeezes the eyes back in their place:: No more floating eyes, please... Je Suis, can you hold them on?

(hits refresh)oh great now I'm doing it and I miss mcvitie(anime big eyed sad look)

-Hugs Isolda back, finally, settling his yolk song in a last tune.- Can you poke my eyes back in, darling? It's odd. . . Seeing you from over there. -swirls in the glass-

[poked them back already] Oh, my dear...

*goes into a refresh trance*...can't...survive...on ten...minutes...per day....neeeeed server

[[I saw that after I posted.]]

Thank you, darling! -blinks- Now then. . . To find my sanity, Dst said to go to lost and found. . .

*hits F5 repeatedly* D:

(pats sandra on the back)don't worry mur will have this fixed soon

::Takes a bottle of Standard Russian off her pouch and several goblets which she fills for everyone and hands around. Takes hers and leans against the forum's wall:: Now, is this healthy would you say?

otay *finger wavers on F5 button*, but It's so hard to resist just the slightest chance that it MIGHT work! *hits it and shivers*...ok, I need to set a limit...once every ten minutes...yes, that should work...maybe >.> <.<

EDIT *accepts goblet and holds it with both hands, sipping from it* must keep hands preoccupied...

We. . . Can. . . Do. . . It. . .

-Finally settles against the wall next to Isolda, shivering slightly.-

(goes to a bed off to one side)I must go to sleep for a bit hold it together tell I wake up and again we will be ok(lies down and slowing falls asleep and dreams of mcvitie and MD)

*stares at blank MD screen*...the whiteness, it burns! *hides eyes from the gastly sight by drinking*

::At the same time, she puts some ice on Sandra's dumb finger::

-Finally, finally settles by Isolda's feet, humming the tune to his yolk song and smiling broadly.-

*after a while feels a burning sensation on my F5 finger* AAAH *looks down and notices a slight swelling* O.O *stares at the ice cubes, debating on eating them*

::Gives Sandra the blank screen:: Can you eat this?

*squints at the blank screen* I can try...*gnaws on a corner of it* Bleh, tastes aweful D:

-Gnaws on the other end, before popping a single eye out to roll around wildly-

It tastes like forever! And. . . Strawberry toothpaste.

::Starts reading the topic from the beginning. Suddenly feels angry she does not have a futon to fix (what is a futon)?::

-Throws a half-eaten futon at Isolda's feet, having read her. . . Uh, mind- Fix that one!