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[Post opens with video of Mag, leaning over to look into the camera. She looks completely off; her hair's wild, makeup smeared and much more bright and amateurly done. She's wearing one of her normal dresses, but it seems like she might have attaked it with scissors; the sleeves are gone, and the neckline's been cut so low her boobs are almost hanging out.]

Whatsup, community?

Okay, so, like, that Mag chick is being a total bitch-queen over here and locked me in her fucking room for, like, no good reason at all. All I wanted to do was, like, go out on the town and maybe snag me some Z and a dude to go with it and she was all, like, pissy about it. So she locked me in here! How fucking unfair is that?

Anyway, I want someone to break me out of here. I am so not spending the whole day in Ms. Cranky's Land of Boredom. Worldhop, anybody? I'm sure I can find some of her cash once I'm out of this room.

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[After about thirty seconds of rooting through Mag's desk, she pulls out a handful of cash.] Sweet. All set, man.

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Let's go back to my place.

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[morethanseeing.livejournal.com]

Lead the way, handsome.

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[And then they went back and screwed like bunnies.]

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[And smoked a couple of post-apocalyptic cigarettes after~]