carnivale NOCTURNE, threading and logs

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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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January 18th, 2012

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WHO: Arkady and Illa and anyone else who might want to join? At least for now?
WHAT: Illa is wandering through the carnival after his performance on the silks with no real sense of direction.
WHERE: The midway - probably the main tent.
WHEN: January 19th, well after midnight.
RATING: Illa has a dirty mouth so there will be language. I have no idea what else might happen.
STATUS: In progress.

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