Lindsey Mcdonald (
evilhandissues) wrote in
entranceway2014-04-07 03:11 pm
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3rd Video
[Have Lindsey wonderland. He looks more then a little tired, someone was up late reading.]
When did you realize your tolerance for the unusual and strange was maxed out?
Also... I feel like there needs to be serious re-organization of the welcoming committee. Including but not limited to updating that pamphlet, making it readily available, and a census maybe? something so that we know who's here?
[If pressed, he'd explain that between Will Graham and the worries of everything else and everyone else, it would be a nice idea. Never mind that it could always fall into wrong hands.
Would fall into wrong hands.]
...I guess I'll take charge of that, but I could use some help...from people who've been here longer.
[Private Message to Jesse.]
....You're a good guy man. Will you let me buy you a drink or something? nobody...should have to listen to me complaining.
[Action; open to anyone/abby]
[It's a day or so after his post and Lindsey is drunk. Very drunk, sitting on the steps somewhere in the castle with his guitar. Occasionally he strums a few notes but he's not really playing anything. He's just sort of staring at the ceiling.
No tears. No emotion.]
When did you realize your tolerance for the unusual and strange was maxed out?
Also... I feel like there needs to be serious re-organization of the welcoming committee. Including but not limited to updating that pamphlet, making it readily available, and a census maybe? something so that we know who's here?
[If pressed, he'd explain that between Will Graham and the worries of everything else and everyone else, it would be a nice idea. Never mind that it could always fall into wrong hands.
Would fall into wrong hands.]
...I guess I'll take charge of that, but I could use some help...from people who've been here longer.
[Private Message to Jesse.]
....You're a good guy man. Will you let me buy you a drink or something? nobody...should have to listen to me complaining.
[Action; open to anyone/abby]
[It's a day or so after his post and Lindsey is drunk. Very drunk, sitting on the steps somewhere in the castle with his guitar. Occasionally he strums a few notes but he's not really playing anything. He's just sort of staring at the ceiling.
No tears. No emotion.]