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.the mundane;
» Name:
» Journal: xxjinxxx
» Contact:
» How did you find us?:
.the myth;
» God(dess): Erebus
» Reference:
» Family: {mother & father} Khaos ; {spouse} Nyx ;
» Played By: David Boreanaz
» Human Alias: Rafael Tenebre
» Human Age: 35
» God of...: Darkness and shadow
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» Fitting in: He's been lucky enough for a history ( Read more... ) -
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That Fury is like a drug dog. A drug dog with a failing sense of smell, of course.
Should any of you come across one or two detectives sniffing around, remember you are mortal now. I am not going to prison or an insane asylum because one of you should of had your tongue removed at creation.
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[phone conversation to Pseudo] [closed]
[Calmly, as if the conversation was perfectly normal]
Hmmm.
I require your services. -
[voice]
[In a dark voice - satisfied with something, but quite thoughtful. He speaks carefully, so as not to reveal too much.]
Fingers... then teeth.
[Strange background sounds - a slice of meat, a thunk of bone, muffled patterns of sound that could be compared to stifled speech, perhaps a scream, silence thereafter - as if in a silent, perhaps empty, ( Read more... ) -
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The forensic psychologist at the office says I need something worth living for.
Apparently there is no point to my existence at present.
She said I should make more of an effort with family. She does not know my family.
It is always the women in that office who point out the worst in people.
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I'm calling an exterminator. -
the tenth; upon dying and feeling embarrassed
[Filter: Private]By far the most interesting thing that has occurred since arriving here - for the first time I have felt the need to filter a post. The reasons behind such an act are not entirely clear yet, but I am beginning to think that this peculiar sense in the pit of my stomach has something to do with it. I have been searching the internet ( Read more... ) -
the ninth; VOICE; why meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee?
[His voice is overly solemn, with emphasis on words making him sound like he is some sort of Shakespearean character who's spent to long in Exaggeration Land. Life is quite clearly unfair, and he is here to make sure everybody realises how dire their lives have become >.>]
Woe! Woe be this day! This frightfully, inconceivably disastrous day ( Read more... ) -
the eighth ; the best and the worst of mortals gods
The Boss was not impressed that I did not show up for work for a week. Apparently I have poor discipline. He conveniently missed out the part where I showed up for work every day on time before being locked in the complex. Persuading him that an aunt in Brooklyn was ill and needed my attention for the week was troublesome, convincing him that I ( Read more... ) -
the seventh ; masquerade -- hide your face so the world will never find you
Pain is a most intriguing thing. I had my first taste of it today when I sliced my palm with a knife. Whether it was my subconscious making me act unconsciously or whether it was a complete accident, I am not sure. But whichever it was, the experience was compelling. I was deep in thought about how others would react to such an injury when my ( Read more... )