Shit, let's be Santa

[has-a-blog.livejournal.com]

The other day, Dave found an anemoi stuck in a crack in the sidewalk. Who knows how it got there, but hey free memories. That doesn't necessarily explain where this enormous pile of STUFF he suddenly has came from.

Notable things from the pile include (in case you can't tell from the picture.):

-Sword with a peanuts themed freezer (adds...uh...cold damage, I guess.)
-Plushie puppet abomination trapped in amber
-Plushie puppet abomination made of amber
-Felt Plushie without pants
-hovering PC (All files that might give insight to Dave's past or identity have been erased.)
-Extra swanky suits
-Camera that makes an unbelievably shitty webcomic about whatever you take a picture of
-lighter than air skateboard
-Pile of card-suit themed throwing stars ("Suitarangs")
-JPEG artifact sword
-Mr. T fetus in a jar.

[Video, that stuff is visible in the background]

It's fuckin' christmas in here. Who wants some weird crap?

[1% spent on how to access Sylladex.]

Comments

[has-a-blog.livejournal.com]

How should I know? I got hit in the head by a bag full of what-was-I-doing-again dust just like everyone else.

[thekoistiger.livejournal.com]

O-oh, right. Still, shouldn't we, I don't know, get rid of it or something? That CAN'T be sanitary to keep around.

Not to mention it's creepy as hell, though I gotta admit not as creepy as some of these puppet... things.

[has-a-blog.livejournal.com]

What the fuck do I even DO with it?

[thekoistiger.livejournal.com]

I dunno, take it to some sort of... of... bio, uh... wherever you're supposed to get rid of health hazards like that. Or a hospital. Or just ditch it out in the field or something because hell if I'm sleeping in this apartment with that thing.

[has-a-blog.livejournal.com]

Hospital it is.

[The Fetus goes back to the Sylladex. It's a confusing process that isn't easily observed. There was something about a card, but that's all Kotetsu can make out. It's gone now, at least.]

I'm not getting rid of the mutant plushies though. They are sweet.

[thekoistiger.livejournal.com]

*He's not even going to begin to question it as long as it's GONE.*

Just keep them in your room then, I guess. Geez, you have weird taste.

[has-a-blog.livejournal.com]

Alright.