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no birds are singing anymore
19 September 2009 @ 07:36 pm
polylites, please remove this journal from your f-lists.
danke.
20 July 2009 @ 11:48 pm
04 July 2009 @ 05:02 pm
29 June 2009 @ 10:52 am
[look what the fleas dragged in. ...no, not literally. heine had fun trying to shoot those to death in the underground, but lucky for him he can't get sick (unless he was incapacitated so).
building six - floor six residents may catch the scent of dry blood and stale carcass. neighbor will hear the shower running for the first time in... how long? door's locked; no one's welcome until he's soaked and bleachy white again.]
building six - floor six residents may catch the scent of dry blood and stale carcass. neighbor will hear the shower running for the first time in... how long? door's locked; no one's welcome until he's soaked and bleachy white again.]
09 May 2009 @ 09:29 am
I should at least be paid with ammunition for clearing all these monsters.
( Filtered; Kimblee + Private )
( Filtered; Kimblee + Private )
30 April 2009 @ 04:19 pm
[ACCIDENTAL VOICE]
No matter how shitheaded Badou was, he at least filled some sp--....
[catches himself. pause. huff.]
The macho woman too, but I really should avoid you like herpes.
She's not here to make the ticking stop.
..... [realizes this device was recording this whole bloody time and fucking smashes it shut with a growl. >( fuck off, city. just. get. out.]
No matter how shitheaded Badou was, he at least filled some sp--....
[catches himself. pause. huff.]
The macho woman too, but I really should avoid you like herpes.
She's not here to make the ticking stop.
..... [realizes this device was recording this whole bloody time and fucking smashes it shut with a growl. >( fuck off, city. just. get. out.]
19 April 2009 @ 01:09 pm
[physically curled against the corner of a staircase, head aching. his dreams take place on a stage, fissures and blood like decor, pipes and half-limbed corpses as props. and there's the laughing woman up the stairs, six fingers and devilish laugh, components completing the look of a mad scientist.
was she a scientist? or was she just some sick lady whose voice didn't stop echoing in the back of his mind? spine itching, neck prickling.
then there was the blonde girl with big blue eyes, thin as a stick but her arms were covered in red. he saw her innocent face, her tears, heard her trembling voice, and felt her phantom warmth against his adolescent chest--draining. draining draining--life lost. no heart to shock, 'cause he crushed it in his palms.
heine is totally aware this is a curse, but he definitely thinks the city didn't have to pull these images out of his skull for the whole world to see. he curses under his breath and tries to sleep.]
was she a scientist? or was she just some sick lady whose voice didn't stop echoing in the back of his mind? spine itching, neck prickling.
then there was the blonde girl with big blue eyes, thin as a stick but her arms were covered in red. he saw her innocent face, her tears, heard her trembling voice, and felt her phantom warmth against his adolescent chest--draining. draining draining--life lost. no heart to shock, 'cause he crushed it in his palms.
heine is totally aware this is a curse, but he definitely thinks the city didn't have to pull these images out of his skull for the whole world to see. he curses under his breath and tries to sleep.]
08 April 2009 @ 05:20 am
07 March 2009 @ 12:54 pm
Fixed your bed. Washed your clothes. Bought you cigarettes.
So don't fucking stay out too long.
And you, young lady, had better put on longer skirts or I'll get someone responsible to get it on you.
Time to make some food. Where did I put that recipe...
[ooc: opposites day to the extreme.]
So don't fucking stay out too long.
And you, young lady, had better put on longer skirts or I'll get someone responsible to get it on you.
Time to make some food. Where did I put that recipe...
[ooc: opposites day to the extreme.]
26 February 2009 @ 08:05 pm
16 February 2009 @ 08:34 pm
28 December 2008 @ 12:59 am
23 December 2008 @ 09:24 pm
VIDEO;
[ pda was flung off him and somehow the camera started rolling.
he's in the underground, ripping up monsters and leaving a hell of a mess. as a kid. laughing like an imp.
be smart and DO NOT FEED THE DOG. ]
[ pda was flung off him and somehow the camera started rolling.
he's in the underground, ripping up monsters and leaving a hell of a mess. as a kid. laughing like an imp.
Current Location: Underground
Current Mood: 
giggly
giggly21 December 2008 @ 02:13 pm
cranky24 November 2008 @ 02:18 am
27 October 2008 @ 06:51 pm
Heh. Nill would've liked that curse.
Snowflake. Your turn to buy groceries this week.
( FILTERED TO KIMBLEE )
Snowflake. Your turn to buy groceries this week.
( FILTERED TO KIMBLEE )
14 October 2008 @ 10:45 pm
[ low growling, heavy footsteps--wait, are those claws clicking on the floor? steamy breathing. tap tap tap on the keyboard. unpleased grunt. attempts to speak, but can only manage something that sounds like rrkung krrsd. more growling, but paused, as if thinking. ]
grrng ut.
[ end recording. ]
ooc: heine appears somewhat like this, though not made of stone but bears the texture. late post is late. haven't had the opportunity until now, but I really like animals so I couldn't pass this curse upppp. will tag back tomorrow! since he's outside, feel free to action log if you're around the neigborhood. ]
grrng ut.
[ end recording. ]
ooc: heine appears somewhat like this, though not made of stone but bears the texture. late post is late. haven't had the opportunity until now, but I really like animals so I couldn't pass this curse upppp. will tag back tomorrow! since he's outside, feel free to action log if you're around the neigborhood. ]
07 October 2008 @ 09:52 pm
Current Mood: 
gloomy
gloomy24 September 2008 @ 03:17 pm
numb