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Still stuck without thumbs.

I remember more....well, when there's no moon or nearly none I even rememer who i am.

more wolves around. can smell them. mostly males.
maybe they could help me keep my head together when the moon waxes?



Such a fucking coward...didn't see John when I should have....




((OOC: Strikes deleted))
 
 
 
 
 
 
(*Clattering, a loud thump, followed by snuffling against the microphone*)

....

(*A whine, scratching against keys*)

utdc,ghf/u

(*Another whine*)


OOC )
 
 
 
 
 
 
Private to King Leonidas )

Private to The Corinthian )

OOC )
 
 
 
 
 
 
Not...one.....word...

 
 
 
 
 
 
I suppose I should feel lucky.
At least my on-display memory isn't horrible.( Well, by my standards )

I am of the same opinion of a lot of people around here;
All this talk of memories and emotions seems to have become a running theme.

That or the clock is leaking?


ooc )
 
 
 
 
 
 
I'm not going to panic about any of this hype because, let's face it, we've heard this before, and all that came from it was more food for the city, and a parade.

Despite the weird-assed things, people, and curses, we've all got friends ( and in some cases family ) who are still kicking. Even the ones we thought were dead.

So Just Calm Down.

Panic doesn't help anything, and only leads to more fun for the deities.


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Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am in a thousand winds that blow,
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain,
I am the fields of ripening grain.
I am in the morning hush,
I am in the graceful rush
Of beautiful birds in circling flight,
I am the starshine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there. I do not die.
 
 
 
 
 
 
Well isn't this just fucking great

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Omake )
 
 
 
 
 
 
I hate this place... )

((OOC: reliving her own judgement, Seico and Yukio's death, and seeing herself as a monster))

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