My feelings towards Thanksgiving can be summed up thusly -


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[Filter: Pestilence & Death]

Don't fucking die.

This is fucking retarded, and if I open the computer to more people wanting to band together and gather around campfires and pretend we can all work together... I'll kill them all myself.

Also, someone keep an eye on Famine, keep him from doing something moronic.

If anyone in the area is planning on going down to support Occupy Wall Street then keep an eye out for the soulless ginger playing the guitar. I'll be there well into the evening, unless I get arrested.

[Filter: Jackie-boy]
Mom gave me a jacket to give you. It's pretty nice, one if those fleece-lined dealies. I'll keep it if you don't want it.

[Filter: Horsemen]
I've never really talked about my family outside of my cousin, but we've got a little problem. This is my little brother. I haven't talked to him in years, I'm not dying to get reacquainted with him, and he doesn't know who I am, so he doesn't need to know because I don't care to know who he is.

[Filter: Mordred]I know you like ( Read more... )

[Filter: Horsemen | voice]
It started with a fake apocalypse, and an infection that killed me in War's arms. Whether or not it was actually dying isn't the fucking point anymore. It happened, I came back different. That was something I couldn't control. There were a lot of things I couldn't control. A lot of stupid mistakes made. [a little sigh]But ( Read more... )

[Watching the sleeping form of the girl on his couch, Michael sat at a close, but safe, distance away from her. After they'd gotten home, he'd taken back his jacket and wrapped her in a warm blanket instead. It had taken both patience on his part and courage on her part to keep her from bolting. But Michael had remained tempered, and the girl made ( Read more... )

[With everything that had been going on (the Pasithea situation, the Famine situation), Mordred hadn't exactly had the time to stop and breathe. After making sure that he had his Horseman buddy safely moved in and his brothers' friend moved out (for which he'd have to thank Zeus), it seemed like an ideal time for the former traitor to take stock of ( Read more... )

I truly fucking loathe emotions. If I could banish mine to the seventh circle I would be a far happier bloke. Instead, I feel the need to break things. I disliked my dishes anyway.

[Filter: Horsemen]You can find your Black Rider at Presbyterian Hospital in the ICU. He was unconscious when he was admitted, wrist was re-broken and is in a cast. The ( Read more... )

[Her ribs hurt. Oh they hurt. However, Samael (or whoever wore his face) forgot that War heals faster than others. She is injured and will have to bid her time, but she can wait. Like her fellow horsemen she goes in cycles, around and around. War can never be eradicated. Not until it has fulfilled its final purpose.]

[Filter: Michael]Hello there ( Read more... )

( i'm coming now, i'm coming to reward them -first we take Manhattan... )