RE: Room 101
November 5, 2014 at 8:49 am
(This post was last modified: November 5, 2014 at 8:50 am by Violet.)
I can't throw away everything he every touched without leaving me behind the locked door of Vault 101... but, if I stay here long enough: I should survive the nuclear apocalypse.
But wait, that means that things that he touched survive the coming apocalype!
Eew eww eww, the skin, the skin must go! GET ME OUT OF THIS SKIN, OH MY GOHAWHAWHAWD!!
![[Image: petunia_by_hankofficer-d46a6r6.png]](https://images.weserv.nl/?url=fc00.deviantart.net%2Ffs70%2Fi%2F2011%2F224%2F6%2Fb%2Fpetunia_by_hankofficer-d46a6r6.png)
* Violet goes for the potato peeler! WILL NOBODY STOP HER?!
... but wait! It's a burd! It's a plan! NO, it's...
No... please God no...
... :'(
..............
* Violet slits her wrists, realizing too late that she was a ghost all along, and that she can't move on, because of some dead person who probably doesn't exist.
Limbo. It's like hell... for madgods.
But wait, that means that things that he touched survive the coming apocalype!
Eew eww eww, the skin, the skin must go! GET ME OUT OF THIS SKIN, OH MY GOHAWHAWHAWD!!* Violet goes for the potato peeler! WILL NOBODY STOP HER?!
... but wait! It's a burd! It's a plan! NO, it's...
No... please God no...
... :'(
..............
* Violet slits her wrists, realizing too late that she was a ghost all along, and that she can't move on, because of some dead person who probably doesn't exist.
Limbo. It's like hell... for madgods.
Please give me a home where cloud buffalo roam
Where the dear and the strangers can play
Where sometimes is heard a discouraging word
But the skies are not stormy all day
