This post is for keeping track of what games I'm in, various CR charts, and serves as both a How's My Driving post as well as an OOC contact page, although PMs, AIM, or Plurk are your best bets for getting in touch with me immediately. Links are provided in the bullet list for perusal, and the HMD, along with its instructions, will follow. I ( Read more... )

This is where you can find information on the character of Threnody, how I play her, and what interacting with her might be like.

CHARACTER NAME: Threnody
BIRTH NAME: Melody Jacobs
CANON: Marvel Comics (very 90s Marvel).
PLAYER CONTACT: OOC contact page, PM for AIM/plurk names.

( And I am done with my graceless heart, so tonight, I'm gonna cut it out and then restart. And I'm damned if I do and I'm damned if I don't, so here's to drinks in the dark at the end of my road. And I'm ready to suffer and I'm ready to hope. It's a shot in the dark, and it's right at my throat., 'cause I'm looking for heaven for the devil in me. )

I have the worst sense of deja vu right now.

[ The camera is at an angle, so initially all a viewer can see is the right half of a young woman in an orange t-shirt and shorts, her hair worn down and loose, even a little messy. Like she was hanging out at home just before coming here, not doing anything remotely exciting. It's not immediately ( Read more... )

( So tired, waiting for the end to come, fully dead already but forever young. Hello, my dearest father, it's your favorite son, there's some things that I'm regretting. I am destroyer, I am lover, I am destroyer, I am lover. )

( She wakes up in the morning with a zodiac smile, steps inside the body of a lost and lonely child. A hurricane churns in her brain, little miss no-tomorrow. She’s the girl without a planet, a girl without a home. She’s the girl without a planet, an angel all alone. )

( But I threw you the obvious just to see if there's more behind the eyes of a fallen angel, eyes of a tragedy. Here I am expecting just a little bit too much from the wounded, but I see through it all and see you. So I threw you the obvious to see what occurs behind the eyes of a fallen angel, eyes of a tragedy. Oh, well. Apparently nothing. )

( I don't know where I am, and I don't know what I'm into, and I don't know what I've done to me. And as I watch you disappear into the ground, my one regret is that I couldn't let you down. So I'll waste my time and burn my mind, I'm miss nothing. Miss everything. )