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Reflections
Looking back sometimes can be rough, but a healthy part of living I feel. Looking back upon huge moments that affect a life is refreshing at times but also can be stressful and generally heavy ( Read more... ) -
The Annuel Christmas List o' DOOM!
Christmas Wishlist of DOOM!
As is tradition, I like to provide a Christmas wishlist for all of those
people who inquire or wish to do any gift-giving towards me this
upcoming season. Likewise, if you would like one of my delightfully made
Christmas cards or a gift, do let me know your address or provide me
with a similar list :)
Electronics:
. XBox 360
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IC: WIll they?
Alfred pushed back from his computer chair, the plush leather having long since conformed to his body and it felt like he was leaving a second pair of skin as he peeled himself up. His red and bleary eyes stared at the computer monitor, glancing over at the picture frame to the right of the monitor hanging on the wall. He seemed to draw strength ( Read more... ) -
IC: Abdul's first
The air was cool and damp, he could practically taste the snark and falsely sweet words in his tongue. His eyes scanned the room nervously, there were far too many entrances into this ballroom and far to many side areas for Cainites to escape and carry on with foul deeds. The stench of the Warlocks made his nose twitch when he chose to breath, and ( Read more... ) -
New post!
My newest post to my creation blog is up, entitled Lost Tales: The Day We Never Told Gypsy About.
Go check it out, I think it's not too bad :)
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*peers up form the paper* You're still here..?
Well hello gentle reader, I see you've stuck around this long. Hope you're not expecting some epic tale or firm reason for my absence in La-la LJ land ( Read more... ) -
IC: Bliss
George revved the engine hard as he raced along the highway, weaving in and out of the slower cars. He had long ago removed his helmet, his hair whipping freely back and his eyes narrowed at the high winds. He was already pining for his beloved, the feel of her lips on his cheek or her hand within his starting to fade ( Read more... ) -
IC: Reforging
tink tink tink
For hours on end, that was his only companion in the darkness. He could see nothing, having doused every flame and ensured that no sun shone over his Hollow, and worked his craft in absolute darkness. The furnace even produced a black flame, the blade when heated seemed to suck in the light around it.
tink tink tink hisssssssssss
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Of cooks and ships and ceiling wax, of cabbages and kings
I've had a lot of time for introspection lately, free time to think be it at my job or in my home. I've been troubled for a little while now in regards to it all, the things I've considered and where my mind has let me wander. I'm not a person of change most of the time, much of my life has been me fighting to keep things static and unmoving, but ( Read more... ) -
Background Post - Another Sleepy Day
Brogan paces back and forth, his weapon of choice held up in a defensive posture. He watches his fowl foe rise slowly to the occasion, the smell of defeat lingering off as Brogan stood back ready to strike the final blow. Making a swift slide to the left and dropping the iron protection his foe hides behind, Brogan stabs forward and makes three ( Read more... )