And the Wind... Outline-note-type-thing

Viserys go nuts, leave home
Found dying and raving by Willie Joe Shakespeare
Taken to Towers
Out for...two weeks? Ish? Alex (Black? What last name these days? o.O;;) doing...volunteer work in hospital wing...? Where Padme come in? What relationshop, history these days? Recovering, not having flash-visions so much because different atmosphere/energy thing in Khrennad




So what holiday is this?
Turkey...
- Hari and Gure at 3:30 AM

You threw a gluestick at me? Why would you do such a thing?
- Kreeno after Hari lobs random gluestick thing at her

Hold your pencils, hold your pencils! Sons of prose, of poetry, my fellow authors! I see in your eyes the same calculations that would take the heart of me. A day may come when our pencils break and the ink in our pens runs dry, when we forsake our typewriters and do math, but it is not this day. An hour of textbooks and calculators, when the age of creativity comes crashing down, but it is not this day. This day we write! By all that you hold dear in this good Creative Writing classroom, I bid you write, minions of Riddle!
- Kreeno Elessar