carnivale NOCTURNE, threading and logs

January 17th, 2012

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 17th, 2012

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WHO: Anahita and Koen
WHAT: While heading to the main tent for the big midnight show and champagne toast, the two cross paths with a very interesting drunken patron of the carnival. Key terms: a hat with a flower on the band, snakeskin boots, and 'that's an interesting shade of lipstick!'.
WHERE: The midway, on the way to the main tent
WHEN: (Majorly) back-dated to New Year's Eve because Jay fails at life!
RATING: Low-ish
STATUS: In progress

She'd never much understood the big fuss on New Year's )
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