[BC] 37. Prosperity
Nov. 19th, 2008 07:37 pm(It was never about the money. As much as she might pretend otherwise, she didn't care about the pay off.)
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OOC: State of the Muse
Aug. 22nd, 2008 10:19 pmI'll stop doing this eventually, I promise. All my Dark Slayer 'verse RP and comment replies will be done from a different journal (
not_my_savior)--mostly because the girls were squabbling over icon space. With each other. I kid you not. I agreed only because it keeps things neat. Did I mention what a screwed up place my head is sometimes? Yeah, I'm sure you all know how it is.So, prompts will be posted both at this journal--since this is the journal that's actually a member of communities and I'm too lazy to move things around and re-apply--and x-posted over at
not_my_savior, both behind LJ-cuts just in case any of you want to friend both. I'm going to go ahead and friend everyone I have friended here at that journal too, but you're under no obligation to friend back, obviously.Um, that's all! Back to regularly scheduled programs and all that.
How nice to know I'm not lazy.
Aug. 21st, 2008 01:06 pm| Greed: | High | |
| Gluttony: | Very High | |
| Wrath: | Very High | |
| Sloth: | Low | |
| Envy: | Medium | |
| Lust: | High | |
| Pride: | High |
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[MS] Smokey Joe lyric
Aug. 7th, 2008 11:08 pmIf I kill him there are complications
I did not ask for this
“Oh but Love yes you did”
Tori Amos, "Smokey Joe"
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It's the eyes. The instincts that have been swirling through her veins for months scream at her to rip them out. They're too dark, too deep, they see too much. They see her and in her and through her, all the things she's been fighting like hell to hide.
He's sitting at the counter in the mostly empty diner, devouring the slice of strawberry pie she just brought him and drinking coffee, casually as you please, as every word out of his mouth deconstructs her life. He isn't human. She doesn't know how she knows it, but she does. He's something...else. He's...
"You think I'm a what?"
He waves his fork at her. "It's not a matter of think, sweetheart. It's a 'know.' You got any idea how hard it is to find you girls? Nope...we don't make mistakes."
word count: 630
I did not ask for this
“Oh but Love yes you did”
Tori Amos, "Smokey Joe"
========================================
It's the eyes. The instincts that have been swirling through her veins for months scream at her to rip them out. They're too dark, too deep, they see too much. They see her and in her and through her, all the things she's been fighting like hell to hide.
He's sitting at the counter in the mostly empty diner, devouring the slice of strawberry pie she just brought him and drinking coffee, casually as you please, as every word out of his mouth deconstructs her life. He isn't human. She doesn't know how she knows it, but she does. He's something...else. He's...
"You think I'm a what?"
He waves his fork at her. "It's not a matter of think, sweetheart. It's a 'know.' You got any idea how hard it is to find you girls? Nope...we don't make mistakes."
( You're crazy. )
word count: 630
