Would all you mother fuckers just calm down? *locked*
How long ago, exactly, did I become the town emotional crutch? I was aiming for town bicycle. But suddenly everybody is a pile of angst, and I'm their fucking confidant. Dama's dumped out on us. He left Reneeanne waiting for him, and then Guilder showed up all pissed off wanting to defend her honour or whatever, and because Loire's in charge, and pissed off, and they hate eachother, shit just gets more and more fucked up. So I had to go and calm Guilder down until Jad could take over.
Meanwhile I'm watching our remaining resident Sarkany get into fights about stupid shit like who's allowed to fuck who and who's good for who and whatever. The way I figure it- if you're allowed to fuck somebody, and you want to fuck somebody, and they're up for it, just go for it. Christ. Or don't. But just don't make a fucking mess of it. And people keep gossiping about them and I'm just trying to make sure it doesn't get out of hand and fuck up Dama's reputation, as per my fucking orders.
Oh and Loire's pissed off at me for landing Houdini a job with Lady Death, of course, 'cause Houdini can't keep her mouth shut and Loire doesn't want to hear shit, and was friends with the old Death, or whatever.
And we were supposed to be in negotiations with Leene and the Air Demons so I could get back on Ezla. And then I could visit Kitty, and she could call me whenever, instead of me having to wait around until it's fucking convenient. This is starting to feel way too fucking much like shift work, instead of a rocking afterlife with superpowers.
And don't get me start on fucking 'Dynamo', because half this fucking bullshit is his fault. And even though I get where he's coming from and I actually kind of sympathize I can't help being pissed off. But whatever. There's nothing he can do about it any more. I guess I should try and help him play the hero he wants to. Can't hurt to have somebody out there saving the day as long as the only other option is some chump who threw his life away moping around at home. God fucking knows there are enough of those.
I just wish he hadn't said that shit about demons. Dama's all pissed about pride, or whatever. Loire's basically panicking trying to figure out how she's gonna prove she doesn't give a shit about what he said. And Jad... He's not gonna say anything but I think it's killing him to see Loire so upset.
When I first woke up a demon, Loire told me that now I could do whatever I wanted. I didn't die young, I could still drink and party and fuck and be young forever. And as soon as she was gone Jad told me that that was bullshit. That this was a place for suffering souls to suffer a little more. I said: "Whatever, mother fucker, I can grow wings."
Jad's kind of an emo bitch. But I see what he was getting at. It's not as fun as it seems, watching everything going to hell and knowing that no matter what, you'll be there to see the shit hit the fan.
God Houdini would laugh at me if she saw me writing such bullshit.
Meanwhile I'm watching our remaining resident Sarkany get into fights about stupid shit like who's allowed to fuck who and who's good for who and whatever. The way I figure it- if you're allowed to fuck somebody, and you want to fuck somebody, and they're up for it, just go for it. Christ. Or don't. But just don't make a fucking mess of it. And people keep gossiping about them and I'm just trying to make sure it doesn't get out of hand and fuck up Dama's reputation, as per my fucking orders.
Oh and Loire's pissed off at me for landing Houdini a job with Lady Death, of course, 'cause Houdini can't keep her mouth shut and Loire doesn't want to hear shit, and was friends with the old Death, or whatever.
And we were supposed to be in negotiations with Leene and the Air Demons so I could get back on Ezla. And then I could visit Kitty, and she could call me whenever, instead of me having to wait around until it's fucking convenient. This is starting to feel way too fucking much like shift work, instead of a rocking afterlife with superpowers.
And don't get me start on fucking 'Dynamo', because half this fucking bullshit is his fault. And even though I get where he's coming from and I actually kind of sympathize I can't help being pissed off. But whatever. There's nothing he can do about it any more. I guess I should try and help him play the hero he wants to. Can't hurt to have somebody out there saving the day as long as the only other option is some chump who threw his life away moping around at home. God fucking knows there are enough of those.
I just wish he hadn't said that shit about demons. Dama's all pissed about pride, or whatever. Loire's basically panicking trying to figure out how she's gonna prove she doesn't give a shit about what he said. And Jad... He's not gonna say anything but I think it's killing him to see Loire so upset.
When I first woke up a demon, Loire told me that now I could do whatever I wanted. I didn't die young, I could still drink and party and fuck and be young forever. And as soon as she was gone Jad told me that that was bullshit. That this was a place for suffering souls to suffer a little more. I said: "Whatever, mother fucker, I can grow wings."
Jad's kind of an emo bitch. But I see what he was getting at. It's not as fun as it seems, watching everything going to hell and knowing that no matter what, you'll be there to see the shit hit the fan.
God Houdini would laugh at me if she saw me writing such bullshit.