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[Dec. 29th, 2012|03:29 pm] |
OI!
Because exclamation points and all-caps work the same as yelling, I know.
So, I realize it's short notice, but there's going to be a Non-Parental New Year's Party at McGee's Miscellany [London address], starting about dinnertime on Monday and going through to whenever we all wake up Tuesday.
RSVPs are nice, but hardly necessary, I know who you are. |
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[Dec. 21st, 2012|10:00 am] |
Which one of you butts forgot to get a tree for ghetto Mordhaus? BRB, going to go get a tree and some decorations so I have a place to put these presents.
I might not be into all this cheerful crappy music on the radio, but I will not stand for a lack of a yule tree. |
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[Feb. 24th, 2012|04:32 pm] |
So, um, now that I'm the father of a sixteen-year-old girl... does anyone have any tips? I have no idea what I'm doing. I'm the youngest in my family, so I don't even have any siblings to go off of. |
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[Feb. 13th, 2012|12:11 pm] |
Henry? Anyone seen Soren? He has my CD for tomorrow night.
Someone please tell me that trying to sing in Korean for my boyfriend for Valentine's Day isn't in fact the dumbest idea I've ever had. |
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[Feb. 12th, 2012|05:23 pm] |
The strangest part about this holiday is the use of Saint Valentine. An unknown Roman martyr could perhaps be a heavy handed metaphor for the mysteries of romance, but that seems unlikely at best. |
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[Feb. 11th, 2012|02:50 pm] |
Someone get this song out of my head! |
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[Oct. 28th, 2011|10:48 pm] |
Attention Everyone:
As always, Dethklok Inc. is offering shelter at its London location, located [here]. There are trained guards and snipers taking care of pest control.
We urge those of you who have no fighting ability to stay the fuck away from Mordhaus proper, as it's kind of become you know. A great big clusterfuck of hellspawn again. But uh, London's safe.
In case you can't make it to London, we have affiliations with Guildhall in New Orleans that serve as a yearly shelter, and they've got a transporter who can get you safely out of danger.
And as always, have a fucking metal Halloween. Don't die. |
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[Oct. 28th, 2011|06:27 pm] |
It's the most wonderful time of the year~ |
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[Oct. 23rd, 2011|02:06 pm] |
Lots of new faces around here. And I feel like giving advice.
Okay, so here's something some of you might not realize. Every Halloween, something happens. So don't make any concrete plans, wear sensible shoes, and don't dress like anything you wouldn't mind turning into for a week.
And for fuck's sake, don't get drunk until midnight. You will regret it. |
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[Oct. 13th, 2011|11:29 pm] |
Uh, I wasn't even aware I left this reality, so why the sudden vortex?
[text to Michael]: I don't know how an archangel got on my cell's contact list, but um, I have a small question regarding a currently demon infested giant castle. |
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[May. 13th, 2011|03:01 pm] |
Uh. . . So I just woke up in a cheap motel room's bathroom, surrounded by glitter and covered in chocolate sauce. My clothes are gone, the stereo's on, there are blacklights in here, and someone drew dongs on my face.
And a phone that's not mine had this page up.
So, consider this a mass text, except not: Where the hell am I, and does anyone know a good way to cure a hangover? |
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[May. 7th, 2011|12:23 am] |
There. I fixed it. Happy now? |
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[May. 6th, 2011|11:41 pm] |
Teja Wartooth, you're one fucking stupid walking piece of beef, you know that? |
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[Apr. 30th, 2011|07:23 pm] |
This is my official resignation from Dethklok Enterprises. And from my humanity.
I will still be able to be found where I always have been. It is the remnants of Dethklok that will move.
I will not be taking visitors. I will be out.
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[Apr. 19th, 2011|02:20 pm] |
Usually, in times like these, I offer up Mordhaus as a refuge for those who cannot fend for themselves.
Unfortunately, it seems as if Mordhaus has become a dungeon. A very, very dangerous dungeon. So unless you're really fucking good with a sword, I suggest you guys find a different place to seek shelter.
Dethklok and all hangers-on will be posted at the Mini-Mordhaus in London until further notice. |
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[Apr. 17th, 2011|08:37 pm] |
You know, whoever's out there? You aren't helpful. Either that, or I'm still not patient.
Casting a spell on a cell when you're recently revived really takes it out of you, but... got me the information I needed. Got me blinded too, thanks to that website.
In other words, hi, I'm Tara and I'm a Witch. Anyone seen a red-headed witch around? One that isn't the creepy vampire, I mean. |
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[Apr. 9th, 2011|12:14 pm] |
Holy crap.
HOLY CRAP.
I BAKED A CAKE. ME. BY MYSELF. And nobody died! |
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[Mar. 6th, 2011|03:55 pm] |
I need to speak with someone who's fluent in biblical Aramaic. Now. I need to check myself.
Edited: [Locked to Raziel]: Aramaic with nikkudot? Really? |
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[Mar. 6th, 2011|01:02 pm] |
I suppose thanks are in order. Brother, I do not know what I would have done without your help.
Teja, I offer you a thousand apologies and know that they are still not enough. How are you getting on? |
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[Mar. 5th, 2011|06:29 pm] |
Okay, one of you celestial motherfuckers had better have a good goddamn explanation why I just had a fucking minotaur appear in my fucking office and call me his lord and master.
Edit: Uh. Okay, so I'm the king of the malebolge now, somehow. Wrath embodied or whatever. Just figured you guys should know that. |
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[Feb. 15th, 2011|08:04 pm] |
( OOC. )
This isn't Mordhaus. ... there's puppies, which is awesome, but I don't much appreciate being kidnapped in the middle of the night. |
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[Dec. 16th, 2010|12:33 pm] |
You motherfuckers are making me go gray. Seriously. I found THREE silver hairs today. That's three too fucking many. |
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[Dec. 4th, 2010|12:23 am] |
I'm... not sure I know what's going on here.
I'm not sure I like it.
I swear I didn't have too much coffee this time! |
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[Dec. 4th, 2010|12:06 am] |
I just wanted grits. This is - dammit, not again.
Cassidy, not a word. |
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[Nov. 30th, 2010|05:10 pm] |
Teja, your worst nightmare is about to come true. |
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[Nov. 15th, 2010|08:38 pm] |
I did not need a makeover. I look ridiculous.
Dib, not a WORD. |
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[Sep. 26th, 2010|11:13 pm] |
I'm a bit bored and lonely, so I think I'm going to go to a children's hospital and visit the cancer ward. Perhaps a miracle is due. |
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[Sep. 22nd, 2010|06:40 pm] |
Anybody want to be my date to a wedding? My surprise nephew is getting married, and I figure hey, someone out there might want free food. Fair warning, though, if you grab my chest or ass, I will punch you and you will lose teeth. |
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[Sep. 11th, 2010|07:28 pm] |
Know what's a riot?
Pouring the old blood fountain blood out onto the people who don't know DK is gone and still flock to the Mordhaus gates.
Who wants to join me? |
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[Sep. 9th, 2010|08:10 am] |
I've been recording. Ferb, your contract rolls over to my band, get in the studio.
Same goes for you, Soren, you too, Gaz.
... Christfuck I'm bored. |
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[Sep. 2nd, 2010|01:09 am] |
So hell, since the guys (and girls) are gone, one of the Gears said to me the other day, "Hey, why don't you manage another band? It'd keep you from hacking off the limbs of your employees... a little."
So yeah, sometimes those guys have good ideas. I'm open to it, been to school for the job, anyway. Who's got a band that needs a manager? Touring, recording, whatever. |
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[Aug. 19th, 2010|07:20 am] |
See this? This is the most awesome breakfast.
Tangerine bread with almond cream.
I dare you to find anything more delicious. |
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[Aug. 14th, 2010|04:59 pm] |
Teja, come see. |
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[Aug. 11th, 2010|10:08 pm] |
Uh.
They're gone. |
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[Aug. 10th, 2010|12:01 pm] |
I'm fine. Stop asking. |
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[Aug. 4th, 2010|01:31 am] |
I kind of feel like I missed a big thing. |
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[Jul. 30th, 2010|03:08 pm] |
That.
Fucking.
Blew.
Now, where the fuck is about seventy percent of my fucking library? If I found out that the redhead took them, I'm going to kill someone.
Edit: Now what the hell is this weird thing clinging to my pants cuff? |
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[Jul. 23rd, 2010|09:10 am] |
Seven days.
You kids be good. |
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[Jul. 17th, 2010|07:12 pm] |
Vacation time starts on Monday, but since this is the weekend, it's technically the first day of it for me.
Taking some much needed alone time out of the 'haus. |
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[Jul. 13th, 2010|12:14 pm] |
[Sheldon is spat out in the middle of a cornfield in some unknown area. It looks like a farm, smells like one and it certainly feels like one.]
Okay...this is weird. Unless this is for making one huge ass tamale, I'm not sure where I was. Now the question is, how in the fuck did I get here?
[He moves out of the field and sees the road. Looking down one side then down the other, he sighs.]
Well, I'll just pick a side and keep walking.
[And that's what he did.] |
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