The numbness is disturbing, and it never allows itself to think too hard about what that means. Not feeling. It knows, from well honed reflex, that spending too much time thinking about the lack of sensation is enough to make it mad. To send it spinning, tumbling through the nothing, losing itself. If has come back from that nothing a few times, ( Read more... )

*headdesk until the discomfort goes away*

Well. A few things to point out before we begin. I don't play TF2, I can't play FPSes, they hurt my brain. But, for unknown reasons- probably of a demonic nature- whenever I have a major examination coming up, I have TF2 dreams. RED wins? I kick the exam's ass. BLU? Hello C or less.

I had a software midterm ( Read more... )

 Sometimes, things like this make me want to make a "non canon" tag.
But to be honest, I don't actually remember what is and isn't canon in Permanent Changes any more.

It's just a great, big sandbox.

Oh yeah. Also. This? I think this is canon.
==-==-==
( When Very Met Kalte )

Or, to be less pompous,
Christmas Party Two

( Happy Christmas )

If two planets are locked into the same orbital path,
The could exist for a short- in astronomical terms- time together.
But, eventually, someone, somewhere, would be stronger.

Someone would die.

Binary Orbit. That was the word. I knew it would return eventually. I wish I could remember why I needed it. Perhaps, in enough years, I will by ( Read more... )

Because its always the quiet ones
And its hard to get more quiet
Than Oblivion.
http://ochrejelly.deviantart.com/art/A-Moment-144008058


 ( Very And The Bird God )

Apathy is a disease
I long for.

[b]Username:[/b] [i]Vergess[/i]

[b]Character number:[/b] Third

[b]Name:[/b] Verites

[b]Nickname:[/b] Very, Riri, Tess, Tas, Hey-pale-girl-over-there

[b]Age:[/b] 17

[align=center][img]http://www.eyecarebiz.com/archive%5C2004% ( Read more... )

And her Seven Sins

1)
Life

Assila's birthing pangs faded as the last of the blood and filth stopped flowing. She could feel the sweat cooling on her bare arms, and wished she could revel in the wash of exhaustion and freedom that was overtaking her. But, it was not fated to be. Instead, powerful guilt and more than a little fear was creeping into her ( Read more... )

Verites can remember many of her “firsts.” Her first tooth lost, her first kiss stolen. Her first slumber party, her first friends, her first vision, he first moment of true, bone crushing, mind numbing fear. All these firsts she remembers, and she would never give them away, for all the world. But, there are two memories she would give away in ( Read more... )

Just tell him
It was a
Dare

Verites had grown used to her friend's predatory smile and appraising eyes. It was nothing unusual. Every Friday afternoon, walking home from school, Neph would stare at her like some sort of meal, and make thinly veiled comments, while her brother watched them both with something akin to disgust. But, he never turned his ( Read more... )