YOU HAVE BEEN SUMMONED!
Apologises, dear community,
for waking you so rudely from you well-earned sleep.
But it appears it is November again, which is - as we all know - the traditional time of the year to rise from the dead (ah, forget Easter). So well, I thought the moment might have come at last to try my luck and attempt a summoning.
If you are reading this, I'll have been successful. Yey.
(CW: blood)
Honoured Blackwardians, I have admired you from afar for a while, perhaps a tiny bit too fervently, because now I find myself possessed by this brilliant pairing and also haunted by your ghost(s), and believe me when I say that without your gracious presence it is dreadfully lonely in this place. This is why I've decided to resort to Necromancy, try to summon you back from the nameless planes you wandered off to, may it be the eldritch thing they call reality or simply the unknown regions of other fandoms.
So I call upon you, most revered order of the wise and wonderful, show yourself once more!
Alright, so this is the moment where I'll seriously have to concentrate, meaning I need my brain for other things than trying to be ceremonious, because bloody hell, the area from which I'm calling is rather contaminated with the sort of evil you don't want to summon by accident. So while I hope the blood of my sacrifice (rest assured, I made an ethical choice: it's neither some poor virgin nor an innocent animal) will prove powerful enough to rouse some of you from your dream-death beneath R'lyeh or whereever you dwell these days, I must be careful not attract more unsavoury characters, like Hellpriests, Cenobites and other creatures of ill repute.
At the moment the line seems clear, so I'll seize the opportunity to leave my message:
Hey-ya all! I'm Clementine, and although I'm more than half a decade (woah!) late to your party, I'm still all about having a couple of drinks at the bar with whoever drops by. I've been lurking in the shadows for a bit, reading all your stories, and also already talked to some of you who are literally the nicest people, so if any of you feels like hanging out, having a drink with me, or a good helping of enemy-blood or whatever you prefer, I'm here, in the data stream, probably fighting off some demons my ritual drew in. Unfortunately my floor is not made for chalk (as I found only just now) and it's hell to try to paint something with blood. Too sticky and too runny and yucky as well. *sigh* So probably I got it all wrong, and you know how things can go down from there. I tell you, the downsides of dabbling in occultism without any formal training. But unfortunately my friends who are into such things were not available at such short notice. (Read: I was a little too impatient, which saved you from seeing some even more disgusting crap like animal bones here... and me from incense, this eleventh and worst of the ten plagues)
By the way, apropos dabbling in magic, I've also written some fic for B/C, if you're interested, which you can find at AO3: … and the Devil walks with him
So well, I guess that's it, see you around perhaps. :)
for waking you so rudely from you well-earned sleep.
But it appears it is November again, which is - as we all know - the traditional time of the year to rise from the dead (ah, forget Easter). So well, I thought the moment might have come at last to try my luck and attempt a summoning.
If you are reading this, I'll have been successful. Yey.
(CW: blood)
Honoured Blackwardians, I have admired you from afar for a while, perhaps a tiny bit too fervently, because now I find myself possessed by this brilliant pairing and also haunted by your ghost(s), and believe me when I say that without your gracious presence it is dreadfully lonely in this place. This is why I've decided to resort to Necromancy, try to summon you back from the nameless planes you wandered off to, may it be the eldritch thing they call reality or simply the unknown regions of other fandoms.
So I call upon you, most revered order of the wise and wonderful, show yourself once more!
Alright, so this is the moment where I'll seriously have to concentrate, meaning I need my brain for other things than trying to be ceremonious, because bloody hell, the area from which I'm calling is rather contaminated with the sort of evil you don't want to summon by accident. So while I hope the blood of my sacrifice (rest assured, I made an ethical choice: it's neither some poor virgin nor an innocent animal) will prove powerful enough to rouse some of you from your dream-death beneath R'lyeh or whereever you dwell these days, I must be careful not attract more unsavoury characters, like Hellpriests, Cenobites and other creatures of ill repute.
At the moment the line seems clear, so I'll seize the opportunity to leave my message:
Hey-ya all! I'm Clementine, and although I'm more than half a decade (woah!) late to your party, I'm still all about having a couple of drinks at the bar with whoever drops by. I've been lurking in the shadows for a bit, reading all your stories, and also already talked to some of you who are literally the nicest people, so if any of you feels like hanging out, having a drink with me, or a good helping of enemy-blood or whatever you prefer, I'm here, in the data stream, probably fighting off some demons my ritual drew in. Unfortunately my floor is not made for chalk (as I found only just now) and it's hell to try to paint something with blood. Too sticky and too runny and yucky as well. *sigh* So probably I got it all wrong, and you know how things can go down from there. I tell you, the downsides of dabbling in occultism without any formal training. But unfortunately my friends who are into such things were not available at such short notice. (Read: I was a little too impatient, which saved you from seeing some even more disgusting crap like animal bones here... and me from incense, this eleventh and worst of the ten plagues)
By the way, apropos dabbling in magic, I've also written some fic for B/C, if you're interested, which you can find at AO3: … and the Devil walks with him
So well, I guess that's it, see you around perhaps. :)