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  • Jan. 26th, 2008 at 1:28 AM
CAN I BLOW YOU A NEW ASSHOLE?
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† TWENTY-THREE †

  • Sep. 5th, 2007 at 10:02 PM
YOU'RE A STUPID KIND OF FUNNY.
Oooh, that was a big explosion!  I thought maybe the big ship had blown up, but it looks okay.  Disappointing~!  I wonder what happened?  I like fireworks!

I saw it while chasing a stray doggy! Silly doggy got away... I was going to make stew~!

† TWENTY-TWO †

  • Aug. 24th, 2007 at 2:10 AM
CAN I BLOW YOU A NEW ASSHOLE?
...Oooh! So this is what it's like to be all curvy! How fun. Frate needs to wake up so he can feel!

I bet it's even easier to squash people, now. Mmm...but my clothes don't fit! I'll need to go get some new ones... And maybe some high-heels, too~!

Filtered to Light || Unhackable )

[ OOC: I'll be abusing the age reversal curse a lot, today. And yeah, that's a 'shopped Maya from Tenjou Tenge. ]

† TWENTY-ONE †

  • Aug. 21st, 2007 at 6:33 PM
MY GUN'S BIGGER THAN YOURS.
Mister Alfons is moving in with his wife! Where will Frate and I live, now? Should we go back to our candy house in Xanadu?

Staying here means rent. That's so silly. We had thousands of dollars at home! It would be easy to get that money again.

It was a little bit fun to live with someone who cooked for us, though. Maybe we can find a hotel with shiny room service.  Bullets count as payment, right?

† TWENTY †

  • Aug. 6th, 2007 at 5:22 PM
CAN I BLOW YOU A NEW ASSHOLE?
Frate, I miss you... Where are you? Who has you for the day? I want to see them. Let's meet at Xanadu!

Miss Rockbell is really curvy... I'm hungry! Miss Rockbell, cook something? I like Mister Alfons to cook but he seems to be pretty busy with that Irish ninja.

Shorty, who are you handcuffed to? No cheating on your husband!

† NINETEEN †

  • Jul. 29th, 2007 at 2:21 AM
BECAUSE WE WANT TO.
I can smell the blood in it... And look at all the people! It's like a movie I once saw on television.

I wonder if the people inside it will die if I shoot at it.

† EIGHTEEN †

  • Jul. 14th, 2007 at 4:06 PM
I THOUGHT THERE WAS HOPE FOR YOU.
...Mm...

Don't like it... Worse than being yelled at... Worse than being struck.

Frate... Don't reject me. Don't let them reject you. Don't give them the chance. It hurts the most.

[ OOC: And Gretel is no longer going Terminator on everyone! Revy got annoyed by all the loudness and such so she took Gretel out in the Square with a bullet to the heart. Considering Gretel just diiieeed again, she will not be responding to comments. ]

† SEVENTEEN †

  • Jul. 14th, 2007 at 1:27 AM
NEVER HAD AN IVAN INSIDE ME.
Hm~! I went shopping yesterday, and I found such an adorable dress! I felt like wearing something other than black for once... That Misa-Misa girl was there, too, who insists she's God's girlfriend. She is very stupid. But I don't think God would like me playing with her entrails...

Ah, Frate, I was going to ask you to dress me up in this, but...you're still sleeping. ♥

Jaaaade~!  Dress me up?

† SIXTEEN †

  • Jul. 10th, 2007 at 4:22 AM
RIFLE STRAP.
Tell eight random truths about yourself and then, tag eight others to do the same. Tagged by God [info]onetruejustice.

1. Frate and I were born in the mountains in Romania, and then always kept behind grey walls, even when we traveled oversea. I didn't get to see the ocean until the Lagoon Company took me somewhere--but then I was shot in the head thanks to that ugly Russian lady.

2. Frate and I are never apart, even when we are. Understand?

3. I only like to sing for Frate and really nice people. My favorite song I learned from the television~♥

4. Only kind people deserve the reward, but it's the kind people who don't want to be rewarded.

5. We used to talk to God when we were little, and ask him why he let the bad things happen to us. That's how we learned that we had to kill to be eternal. Only the eternal can kill above the ring, and be with God.

6. Gretel isn't my real name. The perverts who filmed us named us Hansel and Gretel. We don't know our real ones. We're just Brother and Sister--Son and Daughter.

7. We kill for justice now. For God. If you stand in our way, you'll be a mess on the wall. ♥

8. I always wanted to have a picnic on the beach.

Ah, see, I filled it out! And the silly things pretending to be gods, I filled out their survey too. Do I get a reward? Frate, you have to do these, too.

† FIFTEEN †

  • Jul. 6th, 2007 at 6:05 AM
CAN I BLOW YOU A NEW ASSHOLE?
Fun With Killing || Video )


[ OOC: This seems like the perfect thing Gretel would be dreaming about--Her killing sprees with her brother. Even set to cracktastic Utena fun cheery music~ Commentspam at will. ]

† FOURTEEN †

  • Jun. 30th, 2007 at 7:18 AM
CAN WE EAT IT?
The ground hurt my feet this morning! I don't like it when the ground picks on me. It makes me want to cry.

Clothes are hot, but Gretel doesn't want to get a sunburn. Invisible Man, are you in trouble with your keeper? If you bring us some










you'll get lots of ~!


Who wants to play skipping rope~?

† THIRTEEN †

  • Jun. 27th, 2007 at 4:34 AM
MISTER BUMPY PANTS.
Oooh, all the snow is meeeee~lting! No more snowballs? But the snow melts some if you spill fresh blood on it. You can make designs.

But that's the way the cookie crumbles! Ah, talking of cookies makes me hungry... Frate, we should get someone to make us cookies! The gypsy lady can, since Mister Alfons is acting funny!

Hmmm... It would be fun to go back to our world, sooo...

Frate and I... We're--
K-I-R-A~!

† TWELVE †

  • Jun. 24th, 2007 at 7:29 AM
YOU TOUCH MY TRA~LA~LA.
That was fun! There were so many people after Gretel, and they were all dressed funny! Even got to rescue the pretty asian boy! I don't think he was very happy with the KERSPLAT~! of brains, though.

Brains aren't a very pretty color though, so I can't blame him. The organs down low are much prettier colors...

Ooooh. It's a bit wet! Frate, we might need an umbrella~!

† ELEVEN †

  • May. 26th, 2007 at 11:39 AM
NEVER HAD AN IVAN INSIDE ME.
Shopping with Auntie Cirucci is always fun, but people dancing were getting in my way. Frate, do you think it's another curse?

It looks fun. I bet I'd be good at dancing.

† TEN †

  • May. 18th, 2007 at 5:04 AM
CAN I BLOW YOU A NEW ASSHOLE?
If a teacher fails me, I just might have to fill them with holes. How's that for my 'final'?

† NINE †

  • May. 9th, 2007 at 8:54 AM
MY GUN'S BIGGER THAN YOURS.
...So many strange new people.

Who wants to say hi to my kitty?

† EIGHT †

  • May. 6th, 2007 at 6:23 PM
FRATE MAI MIC.
[a bed creaks in the background]

A--ahh~! Frate, you've run out of places to kiss!

[sound of children giggling]

Oh, I think it's on, Soră.

How rude! Eavesdroppers. Aaa-h... If it had been on earlier, they could have heard the man's screeeaming~ Mn...

[metal clinks in the background, and there's sound of gunfire before the transmission turns to static]

† SEVEN †

  • May. 2nd, 2007 at 5:32 AM
LET ME THINK. NO.
I didn't want him to die. He reminded me of that Japanese man. The one who cried for us.

The gypsy told me he hid secrets behind his smiles. I don't understand. Miss Cirucci also said only the stupid ones will stay dead, and he wasn't stupid, even if he was naive.

I'll sing for him, I think. Frate, let's help deliver him.

† SIX †

  • Apr. 28th, 2007 at 9:01 PM
CAN WE EAT IT?
What a mistake, what a mistake. This place played a trick on little Gretel. All the birdies ate the bread crumbs.

Frate, you should have gotten rid of me. I was not myself.

† FIVE †

  • Apr. 26th, 2007 at 3:23 AM
STUPID MAN SAYS WHAT?
Frate, what were you doing with your hands up my skirt? That...that's not right! You know I love you, but not like that! Never like that! Did this place pervert you?

...Why is there a dead bird by our bed?

[ OOC: OH SO CURSED. ]