IdentityUnknown

*shakes head at PC* ^This. Just looking at it makes me hungry.

Neither do I and every now and then I forget.

Because pancakes are awesome. That works too. But I've never eaten good chocolate chip pancakes.

Thanks. And I've read all of it.

No. Pancakes >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Waffles

It is annoying, but it clarifies the search engine and makes it so that you won't get words like "it" which appear in almost every post (or at least I'm guessing that's why).

Well we were writing a few pages before. Would you like me to give you a summary of what happened?

Welcome to DCW! Can I call you Ayu-chan?

^ Fictional pairings are ridiculous. Which is why they're fun.

PANCAKES FTW!!! (I've only eaten waffles twice in my life :V)

Wow. You guys got a lot written...

Yes it was. And bye Misaki-chan!

MORSE CODE! :twisted: ...Wait, do you guys know morse code?

Exactly. A phone call would solve everything. Or a text. Or an email.

Good luck. I ought to go.

How about a phone call?

Tsukiko and Lia.

@Chelsea: You can pretend you're at the van if that's more convenient for you.

Quote from above: That is actually the most likely course of action I would take. And you have a getaway van.

Well I can't make it seem like I can escape out of every situation. I have to be logical, you know.

I wrote a very short piece in DCW IRL since I can hardly expect whoever-it-is to be as careless as before. Anyone adding on? I probably should go...

The aching feeling in her head had become all too familiar these days. IdentityUnknown sat up, wincing at the handcuffs that pinched her wrists. Her legs had been cuffed as well and it didn't take a genius to figure out that all of her weapons were gone. Her mouth was gagged by some sort of material and she wished she was able to take it out. She couldn't see, though at this point she wasn't sure if it was because she was blindfolded or because the room was dark. She had been leaning against a wall, so she stretched out her legs and began to feel her way around the room slowly. It was probably some sort of storage room as it wasn't very large and only had one exit. Nobody else seemed to be in it either. IdentityUnknown brought her legs up and in a quick motion brought her cuffed hands to the front. There was a bit of a thud as she landed and she winced at the hard concrete floor. She was getting used to the action, though it was never fun. Then she took out whatever gagging material had been in her mouth and took off the blindfold, putting both in her pocket for later use. She felt rather stupid, as she was unable to walk properly with legs and hands cuffed, but she managed to get to the door. IdentityUnknown tried opening it, but it was locked. Damn it, she thought. Didn't think it would be that easy, but...now what? ------ Chelsea, you're with me. Though if you like, you can pretend I asked you to stay at the car in case we got captured.

But I think I might be able to write a little bit before I go...

:V Sorry about that.