IdentityUnknown

*shrugs* Whatever floats your boat. I'm going out for dinner.

Welcome to DCW!

I dreamed of heating vents and duct tape. ...Yes, I've been thinking too much about DCW IRL.

Being paired up is not always good. I say stay that way until you find the right person. LOL.

I learned how to crack open an iTouch with a different computer. Now I need to figure out how to access the internet with it since the internet here doesn't seem to like it...

I'm not on there... *is not happy* Lol. I'm too lazy to copy my killing onions onto this though... Apparently I don't need to guess now.

Well...I cracked my iTouch open. Now I just need to access the internet with it...

You better hurry up and write...

Hehe...I'm gonna mess all your plans up. Because there is no way I'm gonna sit around. ------ Okay. Enough lying around. IdentityUnknown had been a "good hostage" for long enough. Taking out an extra bobby pin she had asked C to attach to her shirt, she picked the lock to her handcuffs. It took several minutes, but eventually they popped open. Rubbing her chaffed wrists, she ripped the duct tape off her eyes, blinking as she saw for the first time in what felt like days. Examining the room, she smirked as she saw the heating vent. IdentityUnknown attached the handcuffs to her jeans and taking the bobby pin she unscrewed the bolts. After shifting several boxes, she climbed into the heating vent. "If only heating vents could be closed from the other side," she murmured to herself. She started to crawl. It took an hour, maybe more, for her to reach the end. She sucked in the fresh air and then jumped out. The vent lead outside the complex and she scanned the landscape, relieved to find a forest. She'd stick close to the edge and climb a few trees if she had to (yes, I've climbed trees before and it's quite entertaining). Now for a place to hide.

*sighs* Google translate will do. I have to go, Bye.

*crickets chirp*

(In the distance) JULIA! GET OVER HERE AND HELP ME TRANSLATE!

I believe that answer is obvious. If you could say one last sentence, what would it be?

Hai, hai.

...Why are we entering the Hunger Games format of asking questions? Hmm...define immortality. Is there such thing as the "perfect crime"?

Does your method of reading involve fanning the book?

I never said you did.

YES. What will you do when the world is supposedly going to end?

*blinks* I'm assuming that it wasn't for dissection...which begs the question...why?

I refuse.

We'll find out on Friday. My success is confirmed when I access the internet, because there's no way my mom's gonna let me use her laptop to get on here... What's the most random question you can think of?

*rolls eyes* Of course you read about 200 times faster than your peers who don't read.