(no subject)
...and don't you hear it, you fools? Taaaaaaaack. Your so called end, the end, the - hahhahahahaa- puppets dancing. Mhmmmm ~
Alpha, for the one. Beta, for the two.Ro, for the hundred. Sigma, two hundred. Chi, for sixty.
Alpha - Beta - Ro - Alpha - Sigma - Alpha - Chi
A total of 365.
Abrasax - the hand to greet the bird removed from the egg of the world, so flown, so despaired - exponent of Barbelo’s kind.
There lies your New Year, O City - another of Lucifael’s creatures.
Time is Sin.
Of the 100 of my tentacles study probes, 18 returned any quantities for measure. 21 were incapacitated due to a ‘barrier’ of sorts. 37 perished through evisceration due to Carousel movement speed. The last 14 attempts of the study had the probes melting due to the heat emanated near the mechanism.
What we could study were heat vapours from afar. Due to the nature of the samples, humidity, rust and heat, the estimated accuracy of this report has been reduced to 3.72%.
Study items: electromagnetic stasis, spark testing and Gouy methods revealed contradictory results. In short: wild geese hunt, of the non-savoury, Indiana-Jones-savy variety.
Conclusion Note I : I broke a NAIL !!!!
Conclusion Note II : V never once offered to give me any oranges, in spite of my obvious sugar necessities. Though silly excuses such as “we do not carry fruit when we’re running from Big Bad Mud Thingies“ will be presented, I want the duress of my work conditions to be duly noted.
Conclusion Note III : the Underground Maid? Severely slacking. If I were TIB, I’d fire her. Surely an Ev0l Overlord of DOOM can afford better domestic service?
Conclusion Note IV: …must even rats hit on my garters?!
Conclusion Note V : ...I may or may not have suffered a trifle of a wound or ten. Certainly, it was not for negligence. I am not negligent. Not. It was the mud. Yes. The - ah - mud.
…the question that begged itself in your mind, despite, truly, evidence that it would clearly be so…? Is the Tick-Tack inorganic? Perhaps. Is it beyond the Inorganic Angel’s ability to master? Decidedly.
…M’lady Commander, a matter of likely secondary interest… and…so….You see, the funniest thing. Overwhelming currents do so tend to strike for the biological central unit, and...yet…I...
…Alexiel… how is it that I have….no… heart…?!
ETA: oh, for El's sake, STOP MUTTERING ABOUT THE PET. If you by now don't know where the brain behind the precious darling lies, I sincerely doubt your abilities to capture and detain it. Tche.
...Pater, for whom the bells toll?
[ ooc : I fully admit that his using the form of ‘Abrasax’, rather than ‘Abraxas’ reflects a personal preference, so, yeeeees, may it not rile anyone. -__-; Meanwhile, from Ze Rosiel-Playah, with love : welcome to 2007 ^__^ ~ ♥ ~ ♥ ~ ♥ ~ ! ]
Alpha, for the one. Beta, for the two.Ro, for the hundred. Sigma, two hundred. Chi, for sixty.
Alpha - Beta - Ro - Alpha - Sigma - Alpha - Chi
A total of 365.
Abrasax - the hand to greet the bird removed from the egg of the world, so flown, so despaired - exponent of Barbelo’s kind.
There lies your New Year, O City - another of Lucifael’s creatures.
Time is Sin.
Of the 100 of my tentacles study probes, 18 returned any quantities for measure. 21 were incapacitated due to a ‘barrier’ of sorts. 37 perished through evisceration due to Carousel movement speed. The last 14 attempts of the study had the probes melting due to the heat emanated near the mechanism.
What we could study were heat vapours from afar. Due to the nature of the samples, humidity, rust and heat, the estimated accuracy of this report has been reduced to 3.72%.
Study items: electromagnetic stasis, spark testing and Gouy methods revealed contradictory results. In short: wild geese hunt, of the non-savoury, Indiana-Jones-savy variety.
Conclusion Note I : I broke a NAIL !!!!
Conclusion Note II : V never once offered to give me any oranges, in spite of my obvious sugar necessities. Though silly excuses such as “we do not carry fruit when we’re running from Big Bad Mud Thingies“ will be presented, I want the duress of my work conditions to be duly noted.
Conclusion Note III : the Underground Maid? Severely slacking. If I were TIB, I’d fire her. Surely an Ev0l Overlord of DOOM can afford better domestic service?
Conclusion Note IV: …must even rats hit on my garters?!
Conclusion Note V : ...I may or may not have suffered a trifle of a wound or ten. Certainly, it was not for negligence. I am not negligent. Not. It was the mud. Yes. The - ah - mud.
…the question that begged itself in your mind, despite, truly, evidence that it would clearly be so…? Is the Tick-Tack inorganic? Perhaps. Is it beyond the Inorganic Angel’s ability to master? Decidedly.
…M’lady Commander, a matter of likely secondary interest… and…so….You see, the funniest thing. Overwhelming currents do so tend to strike for the biological central unit, and...yet…I...
…Alexiel… how is it that I have….no… heart…?!
ETA: oh, for El's sake, STOP MUTTERING ABOUT THE PET. If you by now don't know where the brain behind the precious darling lies, I sincerely doubt your abilities to capture and detain it. Tche.
...Pater, for whom the bells toll?
[ ooc : I fully admit that his using the form of ‘Abrasax’, rather than ‘Abraxas’ reflects a personal preference, so, yeeeees, may it not rile anyone. -__-; Meanwhile, from Ze Rosiel-Playah, with love : welcome to 2007 ^__^ ~ ♥ ~ ♥ ~ ♥ ~ ! ]