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!How's My Driving?
"What constitutes evil, real evil, is the taking of a single human life. Whether a man would die tomorrow or the day after or eventually... it doesn't matter. Because if God does not exist, then life... every second of it... Is all we have."
How's My Driving?
Anon is on, comment screening on.
Someone tell me how to turn IP logging off and I will.
>.>
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[31] A brief jubliation
[The video turns on to a familiar face to the barge. He looks slightly paler than usual, quite a feat for the already pale vampire, having returned from death at the hands of an aztec warrior and not spending the entire week in the infirmary. Despite this, he is almost uncharacteristically happy... having been reunited with Claudia after a 100 ( Read more... ) -
[30] Video: Her
[Private to Claudia]
[He sounds hurried and feared . The walls had shifted and the time for lingering was over.]
Claudia. [Now a little stronger] Claudia? Speak to me, please. -
[29] The return. SPAM for Armand St. Just + Martha.
[Backdated to Armand St. Just's first or second night in the infirmary.It was past the midnight hour, somewhere between and dawn. The barge creeped along as it usually did. The night owl inclined inmates and wardens alike going about their business whether it be watching films at 2am or those who just could not sleep for the weight on their minds ( Read more... ) -
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[Private to Damon]
Damon. The barge's blood supply has been tampered with. There have been... changes. It is something I would expect you of all creatures to be vocal about. Where are you? Are you affected?
[Private to Sveta assuming Damon is all death tolly]
What has become of Damon? I have not been able to contact him.
[Private to Donny]
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[Private to Donny]
Donny, I have been having concerns for my safety. I ask that my healing gift be returned in full. I have seen other inmates ask this of their wardens before, and thus I wish to do the same. There is no harm that can come of this ability, it is a protective measure. -
SPAM FOR DAMON - Backdated to yesterday
[Louis is in his room after a volley of conversations that have tipped him over the edge emotionally. Triggers about his beloved and triggers about Lestat came over him today, and he is not coping. He thus spent most of the night in his room, weeping like a child moping.] -
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[Private to Rusty]
Greetings, monsieur. We spoke earlier. You are a warden, correct? [For a creature who doesn't need to breathe he's suprisingly short of breath or full of breath if you want it that way. Flustered even] I require immediate admission to the CES. This is a matter of strict urgency.
[Sorry Donny, Louis doesn't want you to see him like -
Memories
I first set foot on Louisianan soil in the late 1770’s. We were not Americans then, as the revolution was destined to rage on for some time. I could not tell you how old I was, for it was some time ago and I ask who can recall a clear memory of the earliest years of their lives. My father spoke to us of the battles that had weathered over the ( Read more... )