PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

Wow. Go out of town for a few weeks and the whole place falls apart. Somehow, I'm not surprised.

{Filtered to Lindsey McDonald}
Clearly, I'm back. Anything new I should be aware of?

There are no services, there are no masses. There IS a temple. Come find it if you want. That's where I'll be. Warehouse district. Can't miss it. If you get bitten on the way in, kindly bleed on my floor and christen it would ya?

*insert maniacal laughter*

Oh..this just gets better and better!! It's been blissfully peaceful and I'm loving it!!! Stupid mortals!

How to temporarily amuse the God of War:

Take a city full of people, somehow feed them truth serum and give them free access to this invention called the internet!! Then let them go!!

Lex Luthor happens to be pretty kickass in bed.

So where's all the self-proclaimed big, bad and uglies? I don't think I've seen any yet. It's sorely disappointing.

Edit: And because I refuse to make another post just for this...what's with the mortals at the moment? I was just approached and asked if my 'codpiece' was as full as it looked. While I'm all for being forward and stating what's on your mind, even for me..that was a bit of a shock. It got me laid though..so I'm not really complaining.

JACK HAVOCK, I SWEAR BY EVERYTHING THAT IS GOOD AND HOLY WITHIN THE FRENCH GOVERNMENT THAT YOU WILL PAY SEVERELY FOR YOUR CRIMES! YOU CAN NOT GET AWAY WITH THIS. PEOPLE SHALL BE LOOKING FOR ME.

Bonjour, pardon me but I do believe I have somewhat become lost from my caregiver. If anyone could kindly help me get to a man by the name of Jack Havock Ignatius Flint, I will owe you very much. You see, I can't do so myself, as I am very and ill and in a wheelchair. What do you call this thing I am now using?

WHAT IN GOD'S NAME WAS THAT THING THAT JUST ROARED PAST?!

HEY!

Rumour has it that trouble's brewin. Why wasn't I informed? And where's the nearest bar (is that what you maggots call the drinking holes nowadays?). I could use a good ale right about now...and a wench.