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[16 Feb 2012|01:11am] |
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Venetian Snares - Befriend a Childkiller |
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[There is a long, static-filled silence, as the recording equipment Max happens to be using is sub-par and damaged. He wrestles with the microphone a little, and his breathing is slightly panicked. He rustles some paper, and begins to speak, his voice faint and nervous.]
Hi. My name is Max. I...haven't said anything here yet because...I haven't had time? Something like that, we think. [His tone is suddenly tense, as he realizes he's just gone and called himself 'we'. There's a clattering of paper as it gets shoved away and onto the floor.]
I think. We think a lot of things, but it's not...[He starts to drift off. It lasts for a while, as if he's not going to say anything else.]
it's not important. I'm majoring in political science. But, that's not really important either. That's not really important. I'm sorry. Um. Everyone here used to be someone...right? Well, I was...we were, uh. Legion. Yes. We are Legion. I mean. I was Legion? I'm sorry. I don't mean to ramble, I...[He pauses again, thinking.]
I think we've had enough for today. Nice to kind of...officially speak to you all.
[The recording cuts off with a loud crackle. He's either thrown it across the room or knocked it onto the floor rather than turning it off properly. It hums softly for a moment, and obliterates.]
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[16 Feb 2012|01:35am] |
Well look at me, all fancy! I finally managed to get this newfangled thing called "cable" installed in my apartment, and with it came this extra super special place called the "internet!" Hello everyone! I'm Sean, but please, call me Red. It makes me feel at home. I haven't had much time to socialize but I hang out by the lake a lot and you've probably seen me before if you go to the auditorium a lot. I'm a little hard to miss! Feel free to come say hi whenever you want or not, actually, I might freak out, I keep forgetting that people can be nice...
And...let's get this out of the way...I'm from a town called Dildo. Please laugh now where my burning ears can't hear you.
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[16 Feb 2012|10:14am] |
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[Hearts, roses, and all the trappings of romance were in the air, and Echo was ecstatic. Despite starting out the year in a virtually loveless (though not sexless) marriage, she had somehow managed to not only find someone who made her feel loved and treasured, but had also managed to secure a trouble-free divorce with no rancor between herself and her former spouse. Beyond that, thanks to some excellent timing on her brothers' part, she was able to arrange a nice Valentine's Day surprise for Flauros.
He had been greeted at the door by a lingerie-clad Echo, led into the living room where she had lit over a dozen vanilla-scented candles arranged about the room, given a glass of red wine, and treated to a striptease set to one of her favorite songs. Sure, he'd seen her in various states of undress more times than she could count, but this time was different. This time, the ring that she'd been wearing on a chain around her neck since they'd met was mysteriously absent, the first of many clues that led to her reveal that she was no longer Mrs. Adler, and never would be again. He was the second person she'd told (Vincente was the first), and while she felt awkward being a 22 year old divorcee she was thrilled that she could now fully commit herself to Flauros. Now, if only she could figure out why she felt like there was still a pall over everything...]
I've been thinking of changing my last name. Avery Levesque-Adler is such a mouthful, but I dunno if I should go back to Levesque or commit to Adler. Avery Levesque or Avery Adler...hmm.
Also, I hate being late.
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| It Was A Good Day |
[16 Feb 2012|12:29pm] |
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It's Thursday, I'm nearly done with classes for the day, and I have no classes tomorrow. I'm looking good, feeling fine, nobody's pestered me with questions about my new necklace (yes, I'm still wearing it), and I'm down for whatever.
As the great warrior-poet Ice Cube once said, "If the day does not require an AK, it is good."
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[16 Feb 2012|02:20pm] |
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[16 Feb 2012|05:42pm] |
Organization is so refreshing. I love seeing hard work culminate into a neat and orderly work and living space. I'll never understand how people can function in chaos. Who doesn't love coming into a space and knowing exactly where everything is thanks to clear spaces and neatly labeled containers?
Tim, if I ended up labeling any of your things last night, my apologies. I got a little carried away.
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[16 Feb 2012|08:28pm] |
Release day is Tuesday. DC and Diamonds work like clockwork, but most other publishers let it out when it fucking pleases them.
But hey, come by KaPow!, buy a shitload of comics with my employee discount and the added bonus of me helping you. None of those other cute bitches behind the register will know what to recommend. I'm fucking cuter than them, anyhow.
Convinced? No? Trust me, I'm a goddamn doctor. *smiles* Also, it's likely I'm going to get fired soon so I want to rob this place stupid before that happens. Seriously. Buy a shitload of comics at 30% off, on me.
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[16 Feb 2012|10:19pm] |
THIS IS ONE BAD-ASS MONKEY RIGHT HERE. Shit. Sign him up for the Olympics right now.
Blah, blah, blah.
Symphony orchestra concert is next week I think and y'all should come. We're playing muisc from movies, so it's stuff people will know. Including this masterpiece.
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