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005 [] This is the riddle that I can’t quite answer
[From the sound of it the communicator shocks him when he picks it up, but he ignores it.]
What the hell is going on now?
...hey. What ever happened to the reindeer, damnit?
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004 [] He's the prince of circumstance.
DEAR SANTA:
I want a pony for Christmas.
I want my chip taken out. Wouldn't that be a nice gift? Then I could give eeeeeeeveryone else something even better!
Aside from that, I want a ton of chocolate bars, gummy bears, sour straws, and other assorted candy. And I mean a ton literally.
I want a new mattress for my bed and flannel sheets. The ( Read more... ) -
[reference] verses
Verse Name || Where it takes place || Description
Normal || Everywhere/Anywhere || Gabriel is taken from after his death in 5.19 "Hammer of the Gods" and is a resurrected archangel through what can only be assumed God's will though since He didn't make an appearance the answer is technically unknown. (Gabriel assumes it had to be Him under the ( Read more... ) -
003 [] He won't promise to be faithful, but he has an angel's smile
You know, there's a reason [Dad wiped the dinosaurs out and created you guys out of mud] those creatures were wiped off the face of the planet back home. And I don't remember saving a few--even in one of my pocket dimensions--so you fuck-ups really shouldn't be allowed to mess with time. Or genetics. Either way. You're going to hurt yourselves. ( Read more... ) -
002 [] -a badly timed alarm clock; I think it's ringing armaggedon, so we'd better hit the snooze.
[Looks like someone discovered the human condition known as sleep. The Trickster is laid out on his side for all intents and purposes dead to the world. Anyone in Marshall 301/2 might have noticed he's been this lethargic lump on the bed for the past 48 hours or so. Also that he was gone for half of Sunday and when he returned is when he shut ( Read more... ) -
001 [] The broken doors are open, come, and enter, if you will; We hope that you enjoy your stay-
Whoooo, boy. And ol’ Luci thought I was slumming it before I wound up in this place. Who the hell did the decorating in this wanna-be hellhole? No, wait, don’t tell me-it’s another post-apocalyptic world with way too few people still hanging around in it. Am I right, or am I right?
[A sigh.] I mean, seriously. One Apocalypse wasn't enough? Am I ( Read more... )