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"Six feet deep is the incision / In my heart that barless prison / Discolors all with tunnel vision"
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Jun. 27th, 2008 @ 06:29 pm
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[Private to Lucifer]
I do not know how you anticipated that I would want this...
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But it certainly is splendid and will serve my purposes. Thank you.
[/private - unhackable]
AU: Lucifer has given Carrion a special music box. Guess who he's giving the music box to? XDCurrent Mood:  rejuvenated Current Music: Nymphetimine - Cradle of Filth |
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"You might try and hide, and you might try and pray, but we all end up the remains of the day"
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May. 29th, 2008 @ 11:38 am
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[ooc: I'm back... sorta. Computer and Internet is back, so I can watch, but I'll be a bit slow with posting because of course with my summer class and also trying to get caught up with you evil posting fiends. XD]
Anyone who tries to visit MY tower now will have to deal with all the nasty curses defensive spells I've placed on the door and windows. You have Una to thank for that. Apparently she got it into that delicate, whimsical head of hers that she could destroy all my experiments and research while I was away. Fortunately, my memory is rather good, and I found that I can save most of my notes on this device that I use already for communication. All other materials will have to be rebuilt, re-gathered, or re-created.
That is quite a pain.
Obviously, Una and I are no longer roommates.
Sal... I believe all these bullets in my room are yours. Would you like them back?
I'm looking forward to what Metatron and Lucifer have in store for the first trial. A trial of the mind. Sounds rather enjoyable and challenging to me.
Current Mood:  angry Current Music: Remains of the Day - Corpse Bride |
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"Here's a lullaby to close your eyes - goodbye - it was always you that I despised"
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May. 9th, 2008 @ 08:32 am
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[end private]
I have walked the grounds of Niflheim. Do you know what I have found?
Wonders. Wonderful tools for my work. Lucifer, you and your Master's creations truly make me... feel at home.
Except for the week of feathers. They became stuck all over my robes and... well, it was irritating.
My Tower has been rather quiet which I greatly enjoy without Una. I do not worry for her. She is a creature of wild things that thrive outside. Where she can stay as long as she wants. Anyway, it allows me to work on my experiments in peace, though I occassionally hear the others down below.
Unless someone is screaming, I don't care much.Current Mood:  cynical |
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Neither the Abarat Nor the Hereafter...
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May. 1st, 2008 @ 11:43 am
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...so the Devil's Servant told me, after his master restored me from... a usually permanent fate.
Then he gave me this communication device. An obsidian crystal ball, inside which I can read all these... journals, and dictate my own responses. Fascinating how much others are so willing to reveal about themselves to complete strangers this way.
Niflheim is not as glorious as Inquisit, the Towers of Midnight on Gorgossium, but it shall do, I suppose. I have to share my room with this creature named Una. She is quite ridiculous unique in that, she does not seem to mind sharing the same space as myself. Most of my "kinsmen" treat me with either terror or reverence.
How strange this world is...
Oh, and although I may not be a Prince anymore... I simply want to share to all who actually choose visit the Tower.
Never. Touch. What. Is. Mine. I have very delicate instruments and experiments. And your filthy curious hands would do well to keep away.
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