This one has a sensible platform, and is the only one of the two who has spoken up so far.*

You can argue that it's not too late, that there is still time for the other guy to get a word in, but anyone actually interested in this position, intending to commit, should have presented by now. Having no platform isn't a platform. It's a way of answering something without answering at all.

Very trustworthy.**

Voting should be easy, even for the majority of this City. Don't disappoint yourselves. Idiots.


In other unimportant news, apparently, I'm going on a date. It's almost funny. Something about pineapples. This is going to come at a cost, and not mine. Fff.

*yes, I voted
**this is called sarcasm, for those who missed that everything has to be accounted for

This place is boring. Even with all the curses and stupidity, it's just really lacking. We should be home where we have a specific purpose and the complete means to do what we're supposed to. Instead we're stuck here. Everyone's in the same boat, so you can say complaining's a waste, but it's also the truth.

Even harassing the usual suspects gets old after a while.

I'm starting to think no one else goes to that room filled with sand. It's like a pocket desert, which is extremely bizarre, but it's familiar.

I hate the cold.

It's been reasoned that if you're lucky enough to 'avoid' curses, it's possible you're of less interest in general to a place that thrives off of the discord and unpredictability that results, that if you cause little to no disruption, maybe you just disappear back where you came from. Theory has so far been proven wrong, but somehow that's not surprising. There aren't a lot of cold, hard facts to go on.

This is a curse. Figured that out as soon as I answered a yes or no question with something other than a yes or a no.

And I don't want to hear your advice about staying away from the network. Obviously if I wasn't cursed and therefore compelled I wouldn't be recording this at all.

Consider it gone in less than twelve hours.

There are worse things than unplanned haircuts.

( private || unhackable )

Some of us seem interested in riddles lately. Here's a simple one:

All about, but cannot be seen,
Can be captured, cannot be held,
No throat, but can be heard.

One more thing. You owe me a game.

So. Someone explain the reason our apartment has suddenly become host to this:

( PRIVATE | unhackable....because, lol )


So I lied, but you're not allowed to complain, since you got what you wanted anyway.

 
Gaara......?

[ that pause of eternity/ just long enough to be palpable ]

.....hey...are you....


........


Shit.

GAARA! 

[sound of the sleeping brother being hit....not like it's gonna do any good but there's that...then silence.]

[ longest pause, static, what, what... ]


What......the hell?