carnivale NOCTURNE, threading and logs

September 8th, 2011

carnivale NOCTURNE, threading and logs

Do you breathe the name of your saviour in your hour of need? And taste the blame if the flavor should remind you of greed? Of implication, insinuation and ill will, 'til you cannot lie still. In all this turmoil, before red cape and foil come closing in for a kill. Come feed the rain, 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust. Yeah, feed the rain, 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust.

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September 8th, 2011

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WHO: Jessa and Ryan
WHAT: She's exploring and meets a certain werewolf
WHERE: The midway, near wear they sell the jewelry and the like
WHEN: During carnival hours, before her show in the burlesque tent
RATING: Low, I'm guessing?

Maybe it wasn't a good idea to walk around in a crowded place with cotton candy the size of your head... )

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WHO: Jessa (as a big old kitty cat!) and Toby
WHAT: Training, cuddles and general awesomeness
WHERE: The animal tent
WHEN: Backdated to...yesterday?
RATING: A for awesome! C for cute! Low
STATUS: Complete

Jessa had been feeling entirely lazy that day )
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