Why yes, I am awesome. I might actually be the most awesome being in the entire universe ( Read more... )

What's the most embarrassing thing you've ever done while sober?There are two things wrong with this question. The assumption of sobriety and the assumption of embarrassment. I am oh so rarely sober and I am never embarrassed. I'm the Devil, for crying out loud. What do I have to be embarrassed about? Maybe I'll address that sober thing first, ( Read more... )

Politics. Ah, politics. I know I've mentioned tis before, but politics are, without a doubt, my best invention. No single thing has caused as much trouble as politics, besides religion. And, believe me, religion is just the politics of good and evil ( Read more... )

In a poof of smoke and flame, he transported them to his suite of room in Hell. Unlike most of the decor, this set of rooms was not decorated in shades of red and black. He had, recently in fact, chosen neutral earth tones. They were soothing after a long day of dispensing temptation ( Read more... )

The bearer of bad news, that is my middle name. Because, really, what could be worse news than the apple Eve ate? Kicked out of the Garden of Eve. That must have been awful. And I delivered that options on a silver, serpent carried platter. That might have been some of my finest work, given what else I got up to while I was bearing that news ( Read more... )

When they reappeared in the garage he was housing the car in, he had her trapped in a deep kiss. Walking backward, he pushed her back on the hood of the car and ran his hand up under her shirt. He was still angry with God and His demand that he stop seeing Phaedra, but he had decided he would not take that out on her. She deserved better than to be ( Read more... )

So, Freud and I were sitting by the hot tub the other day and he was telling me all about this crush he has on one of my personal slut demons. At least, that was how the conversation started out ( Read more... )

Lucifer had wanted to get out. As much as he enjoyed the company of his eternal demon companions, and as much as he liked the constant party atmosphere that the damned souls enjoyed, sometimes he needed to do things for himself ( Read more... )

This journal is on hiatus. Scheduled to return July 4th.

The near future, what a relative measurement of time. That could mean tomorrow, next week, next month, or, for me, in the next hundred years. When you are immortal, near means nothing ( Read more... )