Quick!

[xp_jubilee]

Someone validate my existence.

Comments

[xp_spectrum]

I think you have it backwards. You're one of the super-spies aren't you? Aren't we supposed to deny your existence? ;)

(Also, seriously, you're super-hot and can make fireworks shoot out of your hands and you travel all of the world and you need validation? The rest of us are doomed. ;) )

[xp_jubilee]

I am a deeply complex being. I contain multitudes.

But dude! Dude. How else am I gonna get people to say nice things about me all in one place?

Like, I’d fake my own death so I could go to my own funeral but that’s kinda morbid and weird. This way is sooo much easier. (And less corpse heavy)

[xp_cypher]

[voice to text on]

What, are you a parking ticket? Lol.

Sigh. I still haven't fixed my cursing filter, but at least I remembered to include text speak.

[voice to text off]

[xp_jubilee]

See, like, I could totes make a seggs joke here but I won’t. Cause I’m a lady!

[xp_tarot]

I trusted you to do the thing I asked during the evacuation. Do you need more?

[xp_jubilee]

Strange missions in the middle of crisis are the modern friendship bracelet, it’s true.

You are forgiven!

[xp_tarot]

What is tragic is that I briefly considered my adolescent skills in making friendship bracelets and then tried to figure out if I could make one out of something more practical.

In my defense I have a consult with another plastic surgery for scar reduction and I need something to do in the waiting room besides read reports and sketch.