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Apr 09, 2004 13:14

I almost had Judas. So very close. But He just had to go visiting dreams. Telling the stupid stupid fool that He loved him. Liar. He doesn't love anyone.

Bastard. Bastard.

Perhaps I should visit Metatron. Beat him to an angelic pulp. Would I feel better then?

Love. The word makes me shake with rage. I'm not seeing red anymore. I'm seeing ( Read more... )

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vardagilthoniel April 8 2004, 21:11:27 UTC
*Blinks*

*Pokes*

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bringerof_light April 9 2004, 19:32:55 UTC
*snarls* What do you want?

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vardagilthoniel April 9 2004, 20:08:16 UTC
Nothing.

*Grins and pokes again*

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bringerof_light April 9 2004, 20:11:17 UTC
*growls and burns the finger poking him*

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dracula_tm April 9 2004, 08:30:55 UTC
I told you death was a color.

You just didn't choose to believe me.

And it's very amusing to hear you call anyone a liar. But, by all means, beat up the Metatron. Heaven knows he deserves it.

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vardagilthoniel April 9 2004, 09:34:42 UTC
*Pokes the vampire too*

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bringerof_light April 9 2004, 19:35:03 UTC
I'm the Prince of Lies, Judas. I know when someone is lying to me.

Hell knows he deserves it too. I certainly won't be doing it on the behalf of Him though.

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vardagilthoniel April 10 2004, 07:41:28 UTC
Your face is like an imperfectly shaven tennis ball.

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