NO PREGUNTEN.

[vi-palamecia.livejournal.com]

Why Firion didn't kill me?

Why I am here?

Answer me. I am Elliot vi Palamecia. Emperor 99th of the Flare Empire of Palamecia.

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IN UR HOUSE, TAGGING U

[wearafancyhat.livejournal.com]

[He was out, he knew he shouldn't be (with the game going on and the fact that he clearly wasn't affected by it) but he seriously needed more clothes. And they had to clean his room. And several other reasons, that included not asking Rolo to do those things (and the game...) But...

This is... unexpected. Not really strange (considering everything) but unexpected.]

Oh.

U R SO EBIL

[vi-palamecia.livejournal.com]

[Okay, the thing of going somewhere was strange. But man, wtf is happening.]

... Nice clothes.

I AM. *still in Miyu's house, with Miyu looking at her tagging, that's so meta*

[wearafancyhat.livejournal.com]

[This must be a joke.

Well, that guy does have a twisted sense of humor, he wouldn't be surprised if whoever else picks the people here also did...]

I know.

*DIES* I can spell today. Rly. Shut up, Kai.

[vi-palamecia.livejournal.com]

[A low chuckle. He was dead, so this wasn't surprising. Hey, they could be dead buddies later.]

What's your name?

NO YOU CAN'T, AND IT HAS BEEN PROVEN.

[wearafancyhat.livejournal.com]

[There is a reason why his mun has the tags in a txt file.

Also, he has serious trouble talking with a joke account with those icons, but let's not mention that as we risk becoming too meta.]

[Considering everything, there is probably no risk in telling this... Individual.]

Lelouch. [Does he even want to know who he is talking to? (no, he doesn't.)]

SHUT UP, YOU ARE STILL TAGGING ME IN MY HOUSE.

[vi-palamecia.livejournal.com]

[Shut up you and your meta.]

Lelouch, do you know how te get out of here? I am not suppused to be here. Or alive.

In ur house, tagging while u r in the bathroom xD

[wearafancyhat.livejournal.com]

[No u.]

As far as I know, there is no way out of here... And dead people seem to be here as often as living people, so you'd do well in getting used to it.

EBIIILLLL.

[vi-palamecia.livejournal.com]

[No u.]

I see... It doesn't matter what I can do then. I'll just have to adapt to this, right?

IN MY HOUSE, BEFORE SHOWER XD

[wearafancyhat.livejournal.com]

There are probably others wanting to get out. You shouldn't just accept the words of the first stranger you meet.

[And he's turning to leave, because really, he shouldn't be out.]

xD

[vi-palamecia.livejournal.com]

I guess some things never changes. Hey, Lelouch, can you do me a favor?

[Touches his shoulder a bit to stop him for leaving.]

ESTOY CON EL AUDIO CASI LISTO |D

[wearafancyhat.livejournal.com]

[He turns, subtly avoiding eye contact.

Maybe the whole clothes thing is just another weird effect of this place, but you bet he's not risking finding out if this guy has the same geass as he does.]

Maybe.

TABA MIRANDO EN EL FACE!

[vi-palamecia.livejournal.com]

Do you know where I can buy more clothes? I don't think I can wear this all the day.

UN SEGUNDOOO XD

[wearafancyhat.livejournal.com]

You should ask in the teahouse. The owner there seems to have a deep knowledge of how this place works.

[Probably too much, but there is no need to mention that part.]

SOS TAN EPICA XD

[vi-palamecia.livejournal.com]

I see. Thanks for the help.

SE HACE LO QUE SE PUEDE |D

[wearafancyhat.livejournal.com]

It was nothing, be careful in this place.

[wanted-to-live.livejournal.com]

[WTF.

Who dressed that guy? Seriously, so many clothes.]

What the hell is wrong with you? Besides your clothes.

SNAAAKKKKKKKK

[vi-palamecia.livejournal.com]

[Tilts head, smirks a bit. This is funny.]

I am Elliot vi Palamecia. The 99th Emperor of the Flare Empire of Palamecia. Who are you, who shares my face, but not my clothes?

snaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaak.

[wanted-to-live.livejournal.com]

[Flare.]

[vi-palamecia.livejournal.com]

[WTH IS WRONG WITH THIS GUY. WHAT WAS THAT? HOW DID HE DO IT? DODGING THAT IN CAPSLOCK.]

What is wrong with you?! You will pay for this!

[PATIONGAN.]

I, Elliot vi Palamecia, order you to never cross path with me again.

[CHUIISSSS.]

[wanted-to-live.livejournal.com]

[... That can't be him. Nope, denial... What did he say? CHUIIISSS.]

Yes, your... er... Highness? Whatever.

[Leaving now... Running now.]