[Because the player was lazy and distracted, she's going to fluff Alleyne's week home as a nice reunion with Nowa, teaching her more things like how to keep psycho lesbian rapists away and relaxing amongst... feel free to be completely creeped out and ask what her problem is.] ...At least this power is pretty cool. I guess. The girls around here could stand to eat a bit, though. Skinny-ass things

Course selection is always really hectic. Nobody gets every course they want so it's a lot of shuffling around department websites looking for replacement courses to fulfill the ones that got full. Luckily...(full year) -Romantics (full year) -Topics in American Lit (half year) -Canadian history I (half year) -Canadian history II (half year) -Canadian literature: poetry (half year) -Ancient science (half year

[Alleyne sat at the restaurant, near the bar, thinking and mumbling to herself. A chance to go home? The powers that be here have tricked everyone with this several times before, so she's not entirely...off, but Nowa in no way could handle it.] [There was only one logical conclusion.] I can't abandon either side. If you truly are at the end of this road, Nowa, I'm bringing you back here with me

[ alleyne is pretty elf and she has nos hirt on because she is a lezbian. seh likes other elf girls, young ones, she protect them like a knight and then kiss them] [but today she is SINGING for ladies...for fags who are not cool liek aleyne] who wants to be my wife i am teh husband lets go pet animals and save tehm from makeup testers [also seh has a enviroment frendly motorcycle it is green

[How can you tell which one of these creatures is Alleyne? Easy; she's the Crested Grey Crowned Crane nested in a tree. The red neck flap combined with green leaves should provide you all a major hint...be rid of her trademark :| face. And hail the powers that be and wishing! She feels slightly more comfortable with herself now.] I never thought I'd miss that old, skimpy, shameful uniform of mine

[Allen/Alleyne doesn't usually go for stuff like this, but nobody's around, and he could really benefit from at least recognizing this. He doesn't want to, but it would help everyone else, especially those...it was easier to deal with my own feelings and accept them. [He then sits down, sipping on his bourbon slowly, hoping that at least saying that out loud, magic or not, will help him in future worlds.

[Meet Allen, he's your patriotic American everyman, he works down at the local Army base as a drill sergeant, cares for his wife, raises his kid to be a good citizen, and drinks only American bourbon every...what he did as a she in the last world, and is sitting at home with his hand against his forehead.] ....Oh, damn it all! This is how I'm supposed to apologize? [Penance is a bitch, isn't it Allen?

I love the part about the guy from the House of Lords summoning the House of Commons and having the door shut in his face.

[Oh HELL FUCKING NO.] [Any chance anyone had of restoring any glint of sanity into Alleyne's mind until the world changed is now completely shat on. Her body looks even more haggard now; an eye is dangling...anything and anyone that gets in her way.] [The only sounds she makes now and will make are screams and grunts of anger and anguish. Sadness, self-pity, and rage are noted in her long howling.

[The half burned, half beaten ghost-corpse of Alleyne floats judgmentally at the entrance to where the library once stood. One of her ears is mangled, her throat is black and blue, her eyes cry blood,...SO WORTHLESSLY! Now...Now you will PAY! [She has a few half-burned books circling her now quickly, their pages flying out and cutting through the debris.] A-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!