Earth was alive with opportunity. Fresh minds, so very pliant and open, ready to accept God's word, ready to hear God's mission.

He was pleased. The patterns were connecting, ends tying together to form bonds, to make pathways, to light the way to the glorious climax.

It was only the beginning.

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After finally coming to the conclusion that he was never going to see his roommate, Ray started taking up more space. He moved clothes around, tossed some things on the extra bed and pushed things around to make more space in the middle of the room ( Read more... )

It's early but not too early to be evil. Still, Ray's on his third cup of coffee (with added Smarties). He's got the window open, the door closed and his books next to him on his bed. They make good coasters.

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It took Ray a few hours to actually get out of bed. It was weird, living without someone and it being so damn quiet. He's still getting used to the quiet. Even his stupid alarm clock is quiet. That could be because Ray doesn't turn it on but still ( Read more... )

For the first time, Ray really wished he did know how to cook. Because, while having a small microwave and fridge was nice, constantly burning your food in said microwave proved a pain in the ass. His garbage can is currently filled with burned rice, burned pasta dishes and one burned microwave pizza ( Read more... )

He'd unpacked...kinda. Well, the clothes were in drawers but there was no folding, no semblance, no dresser drawer etiquette. They were shoved in in drawers haphazardly (socks with pants, shirts with boxers) and that's enough for Ray ( Read more... )