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Jacob I have loved, Widmore I have hated.
On deeper consideration, to hell with them both.
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I can't decide if beer nuts are a punishment or not. It hardly even counts as a snack.
I'll figure it out after another beer.
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Not in... no, this time it is Portland
In the Portland airport, he killed time and time alone. A beastly four hour layover, and his business had been done in one. Now he sat within, on a bench, surrounded by hundreds and still utterly alone. He liked that. He watched ( Read more... ) -
Previously: On a plane departing Los Angeles
Clearly, I am making a mistake. I know this, and I proceed anyway. It's a first for me, perhaps I like to think that at last I have the courage to spit in the face of God. Or of fate. Same thing.
Or I am simply embracing self-destruction. I'm not sure. Doesn't do to think overly on it. Doesn't matter. From this moment, all moments are ( Read more... ) -
OOC
This is strictly an RP journal for the character Benjamin Linus, of LOST.
He is somewhat notorious, but has no intentions of merrily wreaking havoc with your life or your characters without some sort of consensual agreement. He may be snarky, distracted, untruthful, untrustworthy, immature, and, occasionally, downright dangerously hostile... but ( Read more... ) -
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From time to time, he stops. The atmosphere is the same, though the word changes. Pub. Tavern. Diner. Dive. The places where men go to drink and hide little pieces of themselves. He's always been good at that, though it's only of late that he's added alcohol to the act. He knows it's unwise, but he does it anyway. A little glass of wine at ( Read more... )