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[Apr. 19th, 2008|01:41 am] |
Oh how have the tables turned and so ironic an end did Fate bestow upon me. I have entered combat in hopes of dying a brave in battle, and now I am most certain that I have died, and this strange place I now find myself in is surely purgatory, where my soul shall remain trapped for all eternity, in a world where my valour goes unnoticed and the inhabitants seem to believe that I am able to sing anything other than songs of mourning.
This must be my punishment for acting in so foolish and reckless a manner, and only because I was scorned by a man. |
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[Apr. 19th, 2008|04:22 pm] |
... someone? I know this sounds crazy - and maybe I am, for all I know - but what year is it, and where am I? |
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[Apr. 19th, 2008|05:34 pm] |
( Julia )
I guess this place...isn't so bad. I'm getting used to it? |
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[Apr. 19th, 2008|08:11 pm] |
I would like to have sex.
Who wants to oblige me? |
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[Apr. 19th, 2008|09:14 pm] |
What the hell are we doing in London? Alan, let's go back to America, like real men. |
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[Apr. 19th, 2008|10:06 pm] |
How very odd! A new world by vortex, with magics galore?
I have a feeling this will be quite interesting, oh yessss! |
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[Apr. 19th, 2008|11:03 pm] |
Uh...I'm not really sure how to go about this. I was told that there were people here with experience with, uh, ghosts and monsters and cultists. I was wondering if I could talk to any of you? It...well, I'm not sure if it's urgent or not, or even important. But I think maybe it's better to be safe than sorry.
God, I sound like a nutjob... |
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