Mun name: Jenna
AIM: bebo the dragon
E-mail: heartsnhooves [at] yahoo [dot] com

THIS IS WHERE YOU JUDGE ME ON MY PORTRAYAL OF AN AMERICAN GOD AMONGST ENGLISHMEN. I know the book doesn't pronounce stereotypical Texan dialect but Bram Stoker can't write it's fun and hilarious.

And yes, America is his pb. You know it fits.

[For once, Quincey isn't so smiley. I mean it's not like listening to child wailing at night is giving him flashbacks of when he found the girl he loved (who was already dead, mind you) drinking the blood of a child in the dead of night and then oh yeah he watched his best friend/her fiance stake her through the heart while she screamed ( Read more... )

[HELLO PEOPLE. You are now the audience to Quincey's video diary.]

Sorry ya ain't seen much of me, fellas. Not exactly sure what happened, but it's a good thing I stayed outta peoples' ways during the last week. It was almost like I went back ta some of my rougher days! I'm an honest man, but not too long ago I fancied myself more of a... well, ( Read more... )

[There’s a tapping at one of the hall terminals-oh look, it’s America! …Or is it? Whoever he is, he’s dressed like a cowboy and has the most Texan accent you’ve ever heard.]

Funny lookin’ device, here. Wonder if it’s anything like John’s ol’ phonograph diary? This is all mighty strange. But it ain’t unpleasant. …Ah, may as well start keepin’ a ( Read more... )