AP: The intro Hail posted, definitely going to listen to some of The Beatles now.

TIL that I'm no good with a glue gun.

Finishing up his work in his office, Thomas Kelvin smiled to himself and swiveled his chair so he looked out the ceiling to floor window. Watching the night approach always brought a smile to his face, knowing that the sub-species would be going home and out of the way, if only for a little bit. His smile faltered as he realized it would only be a reprieve from their presence. After making sure the encryption is still active and taking other precautions to his work, he logged off his computer and rose from his chair.

Embezzlement, fraud... Whatever they call it... It's the work of the just, taking from others what belongs to you; by right, by superiority.

After checking his bag to make sure everything is there, he locked the door and headed to the elevator. Pushing the button for the third basement garage level, he heard a voice shout for him to keep the door open. Pressing the close button, he watched the human run to the closing doors, smiling right before they shut.

Feeble humans...

The elevator stopped three times, once for the lobby. Not saying hello or goodbye to those who entered the elevator, he simply waited for his stop. Getting off, he headed to his car and got in, placing the bag in the passenger seat. Starting the car, he drove out of the building and started his trip back to his condo.

Mine was underwhelming and got nowhere at all. But he is a thinker of sorts.

Fortunately I have another character to slightly make up for the lack of development.

Charles Gonzales sat on the end of his bed with his hands clasped in front of him. The voice in his head constantly told him what it was outside, and what he should do out there.

It's night time... Shouldn't we get something to eat?

"I... guess... Getting hungry, I'm sure..." He murmured.

Could murder a-

"Shut up!" Charles shouted, "not yet... Maybe... Perhaps..."

The eatery down the street, the diner farther on down, the-

Hissing through his teeth, he got up and staggered, leaning on the wall for balance.

"Glasses?"

On the table.

Walking slowly to the table, continuously grasping the wall for balance, he placed his hand firmly on the table and stood up straight. Brushing the hair from his eyes, he took the sunglasses and put them on. Walking to his closet, he became lost in thought; What will we eat? Whatever is available. Which is? Whatever is available.

"Whatever is available..." He murmured.

Moving to his closet, he stopped midway and looked down, spotting his black and gray poncho. Tipping his head to the side, he stared at it for a moment and picked it up, dusting it off in the process. Looking it over, he walked back to the table and draped it over the chair. His mouth twitching into a smile, he turned around and walked again to the closet. Reaching in, he laid his hand on the black coat and hesitated.

Take the coat. But... Take the coat. Not the poncho? Either one will do. Coat or poncho. Alright... ...

"Coat..." Charles said quietly as he took the coat from the hangar and closed the closet door. Putting on the coat, he searched the pockets and found a set of keys, assorted coins and a crumpled $10 bill. Nodding his head, he opened the door to the apartment and walked out. Lock the door.

"Almost forgot..."

Locking the door, he headed outside and started to walk down the street to the diner.

Yeah the last one was 44 and it was in August.

Guess I was way behind on my viewing.

Guess it's another PP for me...

Led Zeppelin - Heartbreaker

Before the day ends, happy birthday meatbag!

Only been 10 days...

Star By Star was my favorite, but Traitor is my second. That one was simply amazing, especially Ganner Rhysode.

And currently reading The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas, loved it the first time I read it.

PP: There wasn't been a new yugioh abridged in a while 

Including episodes 43 and 44?

AP: Someone linked me to the Yu-Gi-Oh abridged version. And I'm lol'ing hard.

AP: The Yu-Gi-Oh abridged series.

Not even a robot could figure out the rules.

I shall expect it in the vaguely noted time slot and not a moment later.

The sands of time are running out...

AP: Chuckling at those who have to use public transport.

Walk it, bitch. >:{D

Walking instead of public transit is for:

A: People who are fit

B: People who are too poor/too cheap to pay for the rising rates of public transit

C: A and B

Or D: Meatbags who still have legs for an unexplainable reason and feel confident enough that they can walk that far before they are sliced off in a grisly machete drive by

Surely the time for radical weather has passed, and if not, want to trade?
All I got is sunshine... Barely any clouds... And only a possibility of rain for tomorrow.

PP: Chuckling at a crowd waiting for the bus and soon finding out the subway broke down.

The irony...