The Space Between the Particles

Rm. 316 [early thursday morning]

Thu, 08 Mar 2007 06:33:35 GMT

Nova was up and feeling even more awkward than usual. His clothes weren't exactly fitting...normally. After some inspection, a distraught look crossed his face. He was certain his gigai wasn't designed this way when he first got it. The thought crossed his mind to keep his hood closed and hope that no one noticed the unusual change, or the fact that he--she was walking around blind.

[Hurray for girly Nova!]

Rm. 316 [early wednesday morning]

Wed, 24 Jan 2007 15:26:31 GMT

Nova who had some how managed to avoid noticing any of the pie related madness of the previous day, ~~except for strange party games with a guy in a skirt~~, could now only stare silently as his little turtle plushy appeared to be alive and staring right back at him. The only logical thing to do at the moment would be to ask questions.

"Are you a mod-soul?" Nova asked. Hopefully the little guy knew what one was.

The little turtle shook his head. Now bored with staring, he started to do flips on Nova's bed. Nova was just glad that no one had possessed his turtle without permission, though something else weird seemed to be going one. For now, Nova was content to let the little guy run around the room.

Rm. 316 [monday night]

Tue, 23 Jan 2007 06:04:21 GMT

Nova remains catatonic and unresponsive as he recovers from the events of Saturday and Sunday. He refuses to leave the safety of him bed, and he tightly hugs his turtle plushy.

Someone not familiar with the fact of his faux-body would possibly assume that he had died in his sleep, and that his body was now lock into a perpetual fetal position because of rigor mortise.

The only fact saving his sanity at the moment was that he didn't look like himself when he did all of those things that he had done over the weekend. Still he was trying to get over the human contact overload he was suffering from.

[ooc: open; *sighs* because I'm so dramatic]

Rm. 316 [early saturday morning]

Sat, 20 Jan 2007 20:33:57 GMT

Giacomo awoke this morning in a loving mood. There was much prep to be done to make him presentable, not that he didn't look just fine with the few clothes he already had on.

He found his best puffy shirt and jacket with stylish scarf. His pants and boots seemed attracted to his body by the force of his charm. He was in full seduction mode.

[ooc: Nova is Giacomo Casanova (it was either him or a car). This character is a mixture of the 2005 movie and the British miniseries. Feel free be wooed or annoyed by his advances.]

Voicemail

Tue, 26 Dec 2006 21:30:55 GMT

"This is Nova...leave a message..."

*beep*