rocket_man26: (FUCK YEAH!)
Cid Highwind ([personal profile] rocket_man26) wrote2009-04-16 08:34 pm

GET OUTTA MY HEAD! [Voice to Text]

Goddamn mind readers I tell you what. So I heard down the grapevine t'was probly a good idea t'find some place to crash. I musta knocked on a hundred doors an got m'self blind-sided when I opened a few t'see a couple'a things I ahhhh don't really wanna recollect his ass was like craters on the moon, SHIT!

Anywho, I busted inta room 510 and it stunk somethin fierce! An low n' behold as I'm scratch'n my head over what the Hell t'do with the place I look t'my right and there's my pride n' joy, onna the few ladies who never let me down 'side Lady Luck 'o course! I knew it was her too, had my name on her n' everythin!

She n' I cleaned house till my knuckles were bleed'n! The perfume o' dead cactuar is pretty much gone, so I deem this pad Cidopolis!

Who wants t'help me christen the place with a cup 'o Earl Gray? Gaia knows I deserve it after all this wack crap!

[identity profile] clean-cuffs.livejournal.com 2009-04-17 04:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Forget the tea. I have a proposition for you.

[identity profile] rocket-man26.livejournal.com 2009-04-17 10:26 pm (UTC)(link)
That's like ask'n me t'cut off my right arm! What's the 411 Davy Jones?

[identity profile] clean-cuffs.livejournal.com 2009-04-18 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
You'll still have your left.

Anyway, I need someone who knows airships to help salvage scrap metal. I've got my hands on the very heart and soul of a good ship.