Mr. Usui....

Mr. Sasazuka....

This hole. It was made for me.

... Oh, geeze.

I get off the Network for a couple hours and there's nothing but fifty-something posts telling everyone what some hat told them.

Organization, people. Seriously.

There's nothing that says you can't make one post for all the 'Hufflepuffs' or 'Ravenclaw' to gather under.

No, I'm not going to tell you what I got, either.

....


Huh.


So, that's it, then?


ooc: |D Back from Mirror City, after a lot of wandering around with Sasazuka. Now, he's actually getting the emo payback for enjoying himself in the Mirror world and succumbing to his parent's addiction. |D

Kinda funny, isn't it, Mr. Usui? I was just telling you how you should make a system for handing resignations in digitally.

Anyways, I guess there's no real point in staying on anymore. Not like you can do anything to me here. Even if you do hook up with the police, there's no way we're getting out of here and there are so many quests I've still got to do. I don't think I'd want to go home, anymore, even if I could.

Want me to e-mail you my resignation or is this clear enough for you?


ooc: Annnd, slowly getting worse.

Funny, huh?

You never realize how great these games are until you get back into them. Once you get down to it, leveling isn't so boring after all.

Guess Mom and Dad were onto something, huh?

... I'm gonna order in tonight. Don't wanna miss out on anything online.

So, this is what they meant by a lot more low-key.

Kind of makes you wish the spy games and the zombies, huh? But I bet most of you won't think that by the end of the day.

Pity Mr. Usui isn't here. It would've been fun to see what he had to say.

Well, yesterday wasn't that bad at all.

What was that anyways? Some sort of net game?