So, turns out that the feelings I've had about the roommate that I've got... about her being really creepy and really bossy... turns out, she doesn't really think I'm a good roommate, either. So, she's wanting me to be out of here. Soon. I don't know how soon, but I'll be honest: I kinda want to be out of here, too. I'm too far away from my friends, and too far away from the things I like to do. So, here's a call to any furries in the Seattle area. That includes Des Moines, Burien, White Center, Downtown itself, Belltown, and everywhere far and few in between. I would rather avoid going farther from Seattle if I could help it, but at this point I'm seriously putting weight on it. So get back to me with your offers. I have a steady income, dependable on its delivery date: the first of every month, 694
dollars. I don't really do too much. Give me a room with a window that opens, a light, and I tend to keep to my room most of the time. Internet is a bonus. Looking at no more than max 500 a month. Can be flexible with that, like if the utilities fluctuate and all that, I could be persuaded as well. So, that's my speech. Let's see who all can answer that call.
"Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the
violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me Majinonifox1."