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Feh, I was going to change the LJ name on this, but apparently it costs fifteen dollars. So instead I've made a new journal,
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I have some very dedicated and loving friends. I no longer have the effort to fight for Goll, but apparently others do ( Read more... )

Goll is being retired. 'Retired' is actually the nice way of putting it - it would be more accurate to say that he is being put down by people who would rather not see him, OOCly, in game. I was told about this yesterday and do still plan on trying to find out the who and why of it, but I don't have the energy left to fight it ( Read more... )

You know it's some serious bullshit when you find things written on here used by someone ICly. And that person wasn't even friended on your list. So much for play 'quiet and inconspicuous', huh ( Read more... )

Goll could not but watch as they stood over Calypso's torpid form and discussed. So much for them to decide now, so much for them to debate on. These would-be Masters of the Ordo Dracul saw themselves as somehow a cut above the rest of the vampires, as though their position lent them some inherent power that they could wield over him. Fools. Fools ( Read more... )

The Serious:


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I see the bad moon arising.
I see trouble on the way.
I see earthquakes and lightnin’.
I see bad times today.The roar of the motorcycle echoed in to the night as Goll rode East along the abandoned interstate. His hood was thrown back with the speed and a loud, low laugh echoed from behind his bared fangs. The monster between his thighs positively ( Read more... )

The Pit is a dark room with a deep sense of foreboding. Once the boiler room of a business building, Goll had redone it to suit some deep urge within himself. The cement floor had been swept clean and coated with a thin slick of oil and the walls had all been lined with several layers of cardboard. Shoved in to the thick padding of the walls there ( Read more... )

OOC: Gotta love PC development.

Have I transcended? I don't know. I cannot be sure... not truly. I only know that something has changed. I do not feel calmer, despite what I am told is a change in demeanor - the rage and hatred still flows as fully as ever. But it no longer feels like a part of me that I cannot control. I have heard the term ' ( Read more... )