You Know the Drill

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We're into TeenDoc's chapter, which promises to be interesting. Though I'll need to make up an invention or two for him to test, along with his usual firesword and lightning gun.
-TD: *glee*-
The goddamn Victor/Alice plotbunnies are EATING MY BRAIN. Thank God tomorrow starts off a fresh round of BTTF goodness! *wards off "Corpse Bride" obsession*
-RPD: Did you check and see if deadgirlslikeme is taken?-
*glares* Go away.
-TTV: You are not using THAT for a journal name!-
You're right, I'm not!
-TTV: *confused* . . . Good. Glad that's settled.-
-HD: *giggles* He has a point, you should have a reserve.-
I need no reserve, because this is not happening. I am the one-character holdout in that Rift, and I intend to stay as such. Hmph.
-D: Victoria, how well has that system worked for you?-
. . . Well, at least Clockwork's had a good day. Edna's gotten him working on getting some of the super-fabrics she used to have recreated. It promises to be interesting.
-VD: Chemistry and textiles? Not a field I thought I'd be in.-
Eh, he's happy enough with any new project. You should know that.
-VD: *grin* True enough.-
Now, stuff. And bed.