mythopoeics
» logs
» ooc
» crack
layout by [info]lobelia

Layout By

Syndicate

RSS Atom
Powered by InsaneJournal

Posts Tagged: 'lilith'

Nov. 4th, 2012

[info]haadam
[info]mythopoeics
[info]haadam
[info]mythopoeics

pump.

[info]haadam
[info]mythopoeics
[ filter; lilith ]
Kitty should learn to keep her claws in, shouldn't she? You belonged in an asylum more than I did. Fucking madwoman.
Tags: ,

Oct. 24th, 2012


[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics

[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics

thirteen.


[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics
[She woke to the sound of someone screaming. Normally the suffering of others wasn't something to alarm this queen of hell but with that Greek goddess playing games, the screaming so close and for reasons unknown, Lilith wasn't keen on ignoring it. Or the fact that she didn't feel comfortable. Grasping at blankets that were entirely unlike the ones she had in her home, she sat up and looks around the dark room. This wasn't her bedroom, not even a place she could really recognize. And her clothes were so plain, so drab.

Out of bed, she went for the door and rattled it, fury building in her. When a sharp, raspy voice told her to back off and go back to bed, she pounded her fist against the door. It was only when the thin slot in the door revealed a reed-thin nurse with eyes that promised pain that Lilith knew she needed to step back. Self-preservation and all that. After a few heartbeats and the disappearance of that woman, she retreated to her bed.

The paper journal nearby was easy enough to recognize and she grabbed it, flipping open to a blank page immediately.
]

Where the fuck are we now? Where are my clothes, who put me in this fucking room? What game is this now? This isn't Zurvan. I know myself.

Oct. 22nd, 2012


[info]naem
[info]mythopoeics

[info]naem
[info]mythopoeics

quindici ♛


[info]naem
[info]mythopoeics

[ Always in life had Naamah been elusive, someone who kept to herself and said nothing of her past or her thoughts. She was more adept at playing games than giving straight answers, more likely to tease and torture than deliver, but in these days, she wondered. Was there much of a point to hiding? It was almost cowardly, not unveiling herself, when she'd once been a queen of Hell.

Well, that could change.
]


[ filter; all judeo-christians ]
Feathered ones, Horsemen, denizens of Hell~ This is Naamah speaking.

[ filter; fellow wives ]
Testing, testing~

Oct. 21st, 2012

[info]haadam
[info]mythopoeics
[info]haadam
[info]mythopoeics

pedwar.

[info]haadam
[info]mythopoeics

Quite honestly, I don't believe in this "in the reincarnate closet" business that seems to be going on. Shouldn't we all be open about who we are, if we're all of the same kind? Maybe we won't go admitting we're Zeus or Loki to our coworkers and clients, but what's the harm between us?

Here's my secret: my name starts with Ad and ends with Am.

I see you there, Eve.

Tags: , ,

Sep. 29th, 2012


[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics

[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics

twelve.


[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics
On Friday, Lucille had come home from school early while she had been preparing to go and attend to a shoot. Her daughter's complaints had been along the lines of feel sick. Lilith was far from exceptionally maternal. Although she liked her children well enough and felt furious if they were harmed or killed, she still had chosen her pride over going back to Adam to save the lives of her many offspring. That selfishness still stirred in her as she reminded Lucille where the soup cans were and to attend to herself until she returned home. She had not missed the look of despair on her daughter's face as she left. Upon her return, she checked in on the girl with a cup of hot tea and acquired medicines.

The next day she grudgingly devoted to making sure Lucille had all she needed. It wouldn't do if this got worse and she didn't have anything to do until Monday anyway. The medicines were useful, keeping her daughter asleep most of the time and the girl did have her phone to use so she could text her friends.

Night had come and Lilith bothered to bring her daughter soup in bed. Once her daughter had eaten and was asleep again, she left her room, leaving the girl's door cracked open enough so she could hear if she was called for. A cup of hot coffee was made but a few sips in she found herself unable to enjoy the rest. Mortality prickled at her times like this. Madeleine was a single mother. Lilith was a dangerous creature, bent on damning men. Both were resentful toward men but both would suffer the consequences if they tried to do what they wanted because of mortal law. A succubus could not last like this--

And then she sneezed.

Sep. 26th, 2012


[info]oneaday
[info]mythopoeics

[info]oneaday
[info]mythopoeics

*thirteen*


[info]oneaday
[info]mythopoeics
I was at the Farmer's Market today, one of the last ones of the year I'm sure, and I was thinking about how lovely it would be to have a dinner party. Then I realized that I don't know many people here anymore because of all the different situations we've all had to deal with, and that made me a bit sad.

I'd still like to have a dinner party or even a potluck gathering of some sort, and since I need to widen my social circle a bit I figure I'd extend the offer to anyone interested. For those who don't know, my given name is Genevieve Jones, but I was better known as Eve, and it would be my pleasure to make the acquaintance of most anyone interested in getting to know and enjoying some delightful food with me.

If you're interested, let me know when would be best for you. Also, if you have any dietary restrictions it would be good for me to be aware of those as well, just in case.

Sep. 23rd, 2012

[info]haadam
[info]mythopoeics
[info]haadam
[info]mythopoeics

dau.

[info]haadam
[info]mythopoeics
And I used to think math was difficult. If only they taught this in school, eh?

Sep. 8th, 2012


[info]oneaday
[info]mythopoeics

[info]oneaday
[info]mythopoeics

*twelve*


[info]oneaday
[info]mythopoeics
I think it's funny how in that other place I worked as a nanny, and here I have the same profession. It made easing myself back into the day to day grind of things easier, I suppose.

It's nice, being back.
Tags: ,

Sep. 7th, 2012

[info]haadam
[info]mythopoeics
[info]haadam
[info]mythopoeics

un.

[info]haadam
[info]mythopoeics

I'm going to be perfectly frank here, and feel free to not stop me as I go on, but when women complain about men hitting on them while they're wearing short items of clothing, they really are just asking for it. What, exactly, is the point of wearing short dresses or skirts if you don't want men to strike up a conversation with you or call you gorgeous? The logic eludes me. Men don't complain like women do.

What a world it would be if women didn't bitch all the time.

Sep. 3rd, 2012


[info]disillusionally
[info]mythopoeics

[info]disillusionally
[info]mythopoeics

[No Subject]


[info]disillusionally
[info]mythopoeics
My my. Isn't this the curious place. I wonder if my husband would- No, it doesn't matter.

Hello darlings~ How is everyone? Who is everyone? My name is Seraphina. Come talk to me~

[info]satyrist
[info]mythopoeics

[info]satyrist
[info]mythopoeics

fourteenth chase


[info]satyrist
[info]mythopoeics
From what I'm reading, I had a pretty sweet deal in Niflheim. Family, you still want to keep in touch? No hard feelings if you don't.

[ filter; syrinx ]
Look, about what happened. I didn't know it was you.

Aug. 22nd, 2012


[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics

[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics

eleven.


[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics
[Filter: Eve]

Our sister, whoever she was, is dead. It's likely she wasn't anyone at all, though. We'll know if we ever return. In any case, I'm sure you must have heard by now.

I'll be home to deal with you soon. Don't move.

[Filter: Private]

And maybe I'll let you know who I am then. Perhaps as I pin you down and take away everything that makes you wrong. And Adam, will Adam see you so docile and submissive then? So perfect to put under him and treat like a second-class thing?

I'll ruin you, Eve. I'll drag you into hell and have you remold in the horror and filth all demons come to adore and treasure. And what will your precious fucking husband think then?

[Filter: Public]

And life goes on, it seems.

Can someone here in the Camelotian castle please do something about that little servant? My nerves are being grated here. I rather not have to go on poor terms. Presumptuous of me and I do not care but I imagine if we might actually be stuck here longer than we all would like that we better play nice still with the other regions and whatnot. Rulers are still rulers and servants are still servants.

As if I care. I just want to see him annoyed.

Aug. 21st, 2012

[info]gokuraku
[info]mythopoeics
[info]gokuraku
[info]mythopoeics

roku ☁

[info]gokuraku
[info]mythopoeics



Oh.

Aug. 20th, 2012


[info]selenite
[info]mythopoeics

[info]selenite
[info]mythopoeics

[No Subject]


[info]selenite
[info]mythopoeics
How curious. How did I forget about this for so long? It has been such a long time for remembering. Such a long time.

Theseus...Do you remember, too? You are my brother but you are not my brother. What a curious phenomenon.

Does this happen a lot? It's a good thing I didn't get a goldfish before I was disappeared...This is like waking up to find you are in Wonderland. I wonder where the looking-glass is. Or the rabbit hole.

Aug. 13th, 2012


[info]selenite
[info]mythopoeics

[info]selenite
[info]mythopoeics

[No Subject]


[info]selenite
[info]mythopoeics
[All this talk of war recently had been boring. It seemed there was little change in topic. Like war was something interesting to talk about. She found herself more restless than usual, moving about the castle silently at night or around the house, perched near her brother's bed. If she got bored there, she'd drift over to Hermione's room and watch her sleep. At least in sleep most everyone she watched seemed peaceful. It was a start.]

I've been thinking about the color blue. I think I prefer its darker hues to the lighter ones. Though, I suppose pastels are okay. Just not super vibrant, bright blues. It makes my eyes tired to look at them. Orange is worse. And yellow. Though, I guess they are all right for candles. But there is still blue in flames.

Curious.

Jul. 30th, 2012


[info]herarmor
[info]mythopoeics

[info]herarmor
[info]mythopoeics

вісімнадцять


[info]herarmor
[info]mythopoeics
[ filter; lilith, visible to galahad ]
It's been decided that we will speak with Camelot regarding the breach of their borders. We cannot promise that no harm will come to a Camelotian citizen, not while we're away from the war here in Iriy and promises mean little in war, but we can assure them that should anyone seek to harm us, we will return the favor in kind.

While our war is with Niflheim, Camelot's troops may enter the fray if Niflheim continues to believe that they can cut us off through Camelot.

Your thoughts?

after above thread: [ filter; merlin ]
Chancellor, my condolences for your injuries.

As you are aware, we fight with Niflheim on Babylonian territory. But war is not easily contained, and as I'm sure you are already aware, Niflheim has crossed over into Camelot. Our troops, too, have crossed the border to engage them. This was not a unanimous decision, however, as our Marshal took it upon herself to engage them without our consent.

We are sending our Ambassador to Camelot to speak of things further. Written words mean so little as of late.

Jul. 25th, 2012


[info]bratosaurus
[info]mythopoeics

[info]bratosaurus
[info]mythopoeics

princess of the midnight ball ♀


[info]bratosaurus
[info]mythopoeics
[ filter; selene ]
Will you come brush my hair? Please?

[ filter; theseus, polyxena, selene, eve, odr & lilith]
She'll come back Can you tell her to I don't want

I love you. I just wanted to say.

[ filter; troilus ]
Please come back in one piece

Jul. 19th, 2012


[info]galahad
[info]mythopoeics

[info]galahad
[info]mythopoeics

[No Subject]


[info]galahad
[info]mythopoeics
[Filter: Mordred]

Old friend.

[Filter: Set]

Marshal, as per our discussion, my army will be moving across the border to engage Niflheim.

[Filter: Eve]

Are you well?


[Filter: Percival]

[Filter: Iriy high ranks]

We will cross the border with Babylon and keep south, until we engage Niflheim.

Jul. 18th, 2012


[info]bratosaurus
[info]mythopoeics

[info]bratosaurus
[info]mythopoeics

the pony-mad princess ♀


[info]bratosaurus
[info]mythopoeics
[ filter; private ]
going to be an aunt going to be an aunt

[ filter; selene & lilith ]
Do you know Are both of you too busy for dinner today?

Jul. 15th, 2012


[info]herarmor
[info]mythopoeics

[info]herarmor
[info]mythopoeics

шістнадцять


[info]herarmor
[info]mythopoeics

[ filter; iriyian soldiers & high-ranks ]
There is no forgiveness for anyone who has wronged us as we've been wronged. War once was simply an option, but now it's become our only solution. We will show no mercy to those who would not return the same courtesy.

[ filter; hera and lilith ]
We'll be in Iriy by tomorrow morning. How has Iriy fared in our absence?

[ filter; ares ]
I'm returning with the Czar in the morning.

[ filter; angrboda ]
Behaving?

Jun. 27th, 2012


[info]oneaday
[info]mythopoeics

[info]oneaday
[info]mythopoeics

*eleven*


[info]oneaday
[info]mythopoeics
I've been enjoying my job lately, the family who I nanny for has two lovely children who both have been rather enthusiastic about the games I've introduced them to. The boy is at that age where he enjoys seeing the soldiers, and has spent more than a few hours telling me all about how one day he'll be one of them. The girl just wants to be a princess.

At least the weather has been nice, for what it's worth.

Jun. 22nd, 2012


[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics

[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics

ten.


[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics
[Filter: Private]

I'm done jabbing at the Czar today. I wonder, though, if Selene will visit him tonight.

[Filter: Family (all relations including in-laws)]

It's nice to be home, I suppose. We'll see how long it is before the Czar sends me off, though. At least I've never minded the travel. Part of me hopes I'll get to go to Babylon. I wonder if I can get citizenship there as well. I'd love a set of husbands to maintain.

Eve, is your engagement still on? Or have you reconsidered being someone's pet wife?

[info]galahad
[info]mythopoeics

[info]galahad
[info]mythopoeics

[No Subject]


[info]galahad
[info]mythopoeics
[Filter: Iriyian high ranks]

The Emperor of Ryugu-jo and I are negotiating. While, I would much rather fight Niflheim head-on without any aid, it would be foolish to think that could work, especially with Camelot who may interfere on behalf of Niflheim.

Your opinions?

[Filter: Eve]

Are you well?

Jun. 17th, 2012


[info]galahad
[info]mythopoeics

[info]galahad
[info]mythopoeics

[No Subject]


[info]galahad
[info]mythopoeics
[Filter: Iriy; high ranks]

Camelot has given no signs of getting involved. Do we know where Babylon stands? There will be no choice but to put a final end to this. Till either me or her is dead

They will move soon, our winters are harsh and we know how to move better in those conditions. However, whatever- whenever - it happens, our response must be swift and decisive.

Drawing them in and then cutting the supply lines when they're too far in. Then we kill them all.

[Filter: Medb]

You should stop this before there is no way back.

Jun. 16th, 2012


[info]selenite
[info]mythopoeics

[info]selenite
[info]mythopoeics

[No Subject]


[info]selenite
[info]mythopoeics
Theseus...someone left the butter on the counter again...oh wait. That might have been me. Nevermind

I think I finally found the right fabric for these curtains. I have a visit to make I tested quite a few before I found it, though. I might have made a mess...

Jun. 10th, 2012

[info]polytropos
[info]mythopoeics
[info]polytropos
[info]mythopoeics

onze.

[info]polytropos
[info]mythopoeics
#RIPBoxing

Jun. 8th, 2012


[info]sardonian
[info]mythopoeics

[info]sardonian
[info]mythopoeics

eighteen ♞


[info]sardonian
[info]mythopoeics
Been home about two days. No place like fucking home.

Jun. 6th, 2012


[info]herarmor
[info]mythopoeics

[info]herarmor
[info]mythopoeics

чотирнадцять


[info]herarmor
[info]mythopoeics

It still hurts. It is nice to come home to someone who's missed you. I've named her Terra.

[filter; sisters]
Ares is here.

May. 31st, 2012


[info]sardonian
[info]mythopoeics

[info]sardonian
[info]mythopoeics

seventeen ♞


[info]sardonian
[info]mythopoeics

[Dying was just the coolest thing ever. Really. It was simply fantastic. Agravaine woke feeling like he'd be run over by several tractors, surrounded by wight and completely confused as to why the fuck he was still breathing. Sure, it had happened before, people coming back from the dead. But not him. Apparently, it'd been his turn.

The hospital felt sterile as fuck, and smelled just the same. He could feel bandages adorning his body, but he didn't need to feel for what had killed him. He already knew his brother had dealt him the damage, though he didn't hold it against Gawain. It hadn't been up to them. The only person to blame was that fucking Khaos bitch.

If there was a line to throttle her, he was going to kick his way to the front of it.
]


[ txt'd ]
oh fuck this shit

May. 26th, 2012


[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics

[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics

nine.


[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics
[She didn't bring up Agravaine with Pheme for a short while. Not because of any massively kind feelings but because she had been more focused on purring over his death. A more suitable battle could not have been arranged. Pity the other brother hadn't been involved as well.]

[Filter: Private]

I'll never say you were a waste of money, JuJu.

[Filter: Public]

What's a woman to do while waiting to see if her sister lives in the upcoming battle? Let's not dwell on the past ones. There's not enough point to it.

May. 18th, 2012


[info]scandalacious
[info]mythopoeics

[info]scandalacious
[info]mythopoeics

twelve~


[info]scandalacious
[info]mythopoeics
I know this isn't the common opinion, but I'm loving these paper journal thingies. It's so nice to read everything, I'm finding all sorts of new people to creep on hopefully befriend. I suppose that means I should reintroduce myself to those who don't know me -- I'm Caradoc, aka Pheme, and I'm looking forward to meeting new and exciting people. I've already met Madeleine -- or should I say mother -- and I'd love to know who else I might be related to here.

Also, I've been trying to learn all I can about the gladiators, so I'll know everything that's going on when I attend the fights. It's all ever-so-exciting! Lollerskates, my gladiator is the bestest.

[filter; agravaine]
Is there anything you need, gladiator mine?

added later~

[filter; hermes]
Rumour has it you're the man who can get things to the gladiators~

May. 16th, 2012


[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics

[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics

eight.


[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics
I'd almost like it here if women weren't considered so lowly. The air dares to suggest there will be excitement.

JuJu, I have someone of yours. Or, rather, I should say she's mine now. Such a beautiful girl with a sharp, wicked mind. If this ends well for me, I may want to continue the relationship. You won't mind, will you?

May. 10th, 2012


[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics

[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics

seven.


[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics
[She'd been nearly mugged two nights ago while passing an alley. Nearly being the key term but Lilith knew how to bring a man down and this one would suffer more than just an assault. The moment his knees hit the concrete, her foot lashed out to connect where it would hurt the most (first his ribs, then his belly and, with the very tip of her pumps, between his legs).

Murder wouldn't do. She was a mortal being. Checking to be sure she had left nothing that could possibly come back to her, she had left the alley. Once home, she spent an hour in the shower (not the bath, not where she may stew in the filth washed off herself), biting at the soft pads of her fingertips. Loathing flooded her hard for the males in the city, in the community. Lucille's knock at the door jarred her from her bloody thoughts, finally forcing to her to leave the bathroom. The girl is used to her mother's mood enough to not question her.

A couple of days later she was still in a mood but had cooled down a few degrees.
]

What do you think motivates a woman? I ask in general and for the majority but if you need a specific, then let's consider crime or betrayal. Because I've never met one fucking soul who was mugged by a woman. Is it different from a man's motivations? Which one usually is more honourable?

May. 6th, 2012

[info]andaclatter
[info]mythopoeics
[info]andaclatter
[info]mythopoeics

[No Subject]

[info]andaclatter
[info]mythopoeics
I am just saying. No one ever said I had any fucking class. But I fucking love this city~

[filter; reza | visible to all blackwell women]

Caaaaaan we go punch Patrick now? I'll hold him down, you hit him with all your girly-strength.

May. 2nd, 2012


[info]naem
[info]mythopoeics

[info]naem
[info]mythopoeics

uno ♛


[info]naem
[info]mythopoeics
I find all the interesting places. I know some of you here, don't I?

Apr. 29th, 2012


[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics

[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics

six.


[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics
[Perfection did not always mean humiliating or crushing the despised. Sometimes it meant warping the smaller ones into tools against the greater foes. And that was happening in her apartment, with her daughter so casually taking it in as if it were normal.

Adam suffered, at her hands, at the hands of an Eve that did not waver or flinch at stepping on him. But, by now, the charm had worn down. It was too right, too well-executed and her toys did not sing like they should have but how her own dreams dictated. There was no reality in it and Lilith was disenchanted.
]

I thought at the beginning this was semi-acceptable.

Not so much anymore. Someone come in here and take them away. They have outlived their usefulness.

Apr. 22nd, 2012

[info]andaclatter
[info]mythopoeics
[info]andaclatter
[info]mythopoeics

[No Subject]

[info]andaclatter
[info]mythopoeics
Maddening, I have a favour to ask of you and you know how I fucking love being in your debt~
Tags: ,

Apr. 8th, 2012


[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics

[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics

five.


[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics
[Lilith was not a being who was taken. She was not someone who tolerated such things and, once more, cold fury built up in her heart. It dimmed at the sight of her daughter hurrying about to get ready. They were to go see her family today. Lucille enjoyed Easter and it was a part of her that was strictly Lucille and not Lilith.

Her mother indulged her child. It was harmless for now. It would not make her weaker.
]

[Filter: Julian]

I think Brigitte was too distracted to send you something. Correct me if I'm


[Filter: Private]

No, I'm not in the mood.

[Filter: Vincent]

Cousin, I presume you're not too damaged?
Tags: ,
[info]andaclatter
[info]mythopoeics
[info]andaclatter
[info]mythopoeics

[No Subject]

[info]andaclatter
[info]mythopoeics
After it all, I'm fucking glad to be out of there.

It's Easter. Brothers, I am going to St Thomas' on 5th. I fucking need something constant-

Apr. 4th, 2012


[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics

[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics

four.


[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics
Traveling with her cousin Vincent had proved to be not as nerve-grating as she thought. Whether it was because he was blood or because he had distracting eyes she wasn't quite-- no, it wasn't either. It was the fact that if something were to occur, she could use him, knowing that if he were of her blood he'd live. Somehow.

If he didn't then the world then that would be...something.

And with those thoughts in mind, it was likely not much of a pity that she would find herself parted from Hermes by force. A moment of rest, a second of lowering her guard and she felt her arm snatched before she was pulled though an opening in the bushes (one that closed up rapidly after her passing through it). Knife in hand, she raised it to strike down her attacker but a swift blow caused her to lose it. Hands went around her neck and she saw a flash of blond hair, the loveliest blond hair partly shielding a beautiful face.

The details then blurred and all went black for the queen of hell, unaware her attacker was a male. At least for now.

Apr. 3rd, 2012


[info]mythomod
[info]mythopoeics

[info]mythomod
[info]mythopoeics

[No Subject]


[info]mythomod
[info]mythopoeics
To the fool who lost his compass: I tried to snatch you. My blades would have found a way to mark you, to make it known to all you were hunted. But it appears some of you have gotten a bit clever at dodging us.

How many days do you think this might last? Do you pray less than two weeks? Less than a month? Do you think your prayers can be heard at all?

What will you all miss while you're here?

Mar. 27th, 2012


[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics

[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics

three.


[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics
[It was by chance when she came across her ex-husband but she had at a party during the night. Civility was difficult but they found it in one corner of the room. He asked about Lucille, she told him to mind his own business. She asked of his love life, he told her it was better than hers. It was as civil as they could manage at least up until the moment he decided to touch her. One hand had just barely reached her shoulder when she pushed him, that rare hot fury bubbling up.

It ended badly, her ability lashing out to lure him to another room (to bring herself satisfaction that she could control him, always control him), his hands finally grasping her as intended. It was near-miserably quick and, when they broke apart, they stood angry at the other for leading them into it. Both would depart the party but would go their separate ways.

Marriages constantly ended badly for her but that was God's doing, she was sure of it. Samael was acceptable enough. He let her be, let her do what she had to and if he ever interfered one day he would regret it.

Lilith was growing tired of being silent about who she was but just a while longer. Just until she knew how to deal with a community full of obstacles and targets, she convinced herself.
]

Some men seem to struggle with right and wrong. One has to wonder what forces them to feel that it's so difficult.

[Filter: Julian]

And some fight sweet considerations and thoughtfulness, don't they? That was not very nice what you did. Not nice at all.

Next time, I'll tell her to send something that you can't burn so easily, JuJu.

Mar. 18th, 2012


[info]psykhe
[info]mythopoeics

[info]psykhe
[info]mythopoeics

[No Subject]


[info]psykhe
[info]mythopoeics
What is this fuckery.

Mar. 17th, 2012

[info]qayin
[info]mythopoeics
[info]qayin
[info]mythopoeics

[No Subject]

[info]qayin
[info]mythopoeics
What in the fucking hell is wrong with me? I have not had a proper goddamn smoke all goddamn day, because every fucking time I go to light the fucking thing, I'm holding a pigeon or a snake or some shit. I tried to smoke this morning, went to light the damn thing, and bam. Fucking baby snake.

Yes I'm fucking mad.

Mar. 12th, 2012

[info]luwalhati
[info]mythopoeics
[info]luwalhati
[info]mythopoeics

[No Subject]

[info]luwalhati
[info]mythopoeics
I just touched down in New York. Charming place, I must say. But not ten minutes on the road, and another taxi hurtles right toward mine. Fortunate that my driver had the good sense to swerve at the last moment. There are unbecoming dents on both vehicles, of course, but we're most pleased to be walking off with all our limbs intact.

Anyway, this community is rather persistent with its invites, isn't it? Quite troublesome, really, but I'll bite. There are more than a few beautifully familiar faces, after all. Why would I bother denying myself your wonderful company?

Mar. 11th, 2012

[info]qayin
[info]mythopoeics
[info]qayin
[info]mythopoeics

[1]

[info]qayin
[info]mythopoeics
I'm making it a point to run over the next asshole that walks out in front of my car because they were too fucking distracted by their cellphones to watch where they're going.

It's not my job to look out for your dumb ass.

On that note. Hi. I'm Jason. I might be making hood ornaments out of half the population of the entire Lower East Side. Just so you know.

Mar. 2nd, 2012

[info]polytropos
[info]mythopoeics
[info]polytropos
[info]mythopoeics

huit.

[info]polytropos
[info]mythopoeics
[In Mictlan, Hermes had once cut the back of his hand with a letter opener. He'd been attending to his duties when a rather boisterous faction member hurtled through his door and startled him. A letter was being opened, and a hand grew clumsy. The event had left a rather peculiarly shaped scar, which, when commented upon by another, prompted Hermes to teasingly refer to the 'occupational hazards' of being a diplomat.

His funny scar was gone. It didn't take long for him to realize what that implied.
]


[Filter: Zeus]
Told you so.

[Filter: Morgan]
Ahem.

[Filter: Cassandra]
You good?

[Filter: Public]
Well, wasn't that an adventure? ♥ Here's to hoping my siblings (and the rest of my family, for that matter) won't be strangers now that we aren't stuck in a parallel dimension. Yes, Andi, Ma'at, Kokabiel, Baldr, everyone in our gigantic clan, that goes for you too.

Mar. 1st, 2012


[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics

[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics

two.


[info]tasteyourmind
[info]mythopoeics
[The past two months had been strange. At first she couldn't quite figure out why but it felt as if she had been living in a strange fog. Odd memories would reveal themselves, making her wonder if perhaps she was not losing herself. Much like how the men she used to prey during her finest days fell apart at her feet.

By mid-day, it cleared up for her and she recalled what had gone on. What she had done. But to tell all that she was around? No. That was not necessary. Let them believe she had never been around until now. Let them not even know she was Lilith. It was better this way.

Her lips absently brushed against her daughter's temple as she saw her off to visit a friend. She had not loved the girl immediately, not until the child proved herself to be something like herself. No, she had kept the girl for herself because of simple greed and selfishness. But Lucille had turned into a gem, a piece of her she wouldn't care to let go of.

Something that would live on when she died. Again.
]

[Filter: Private]

If the world wants to make it easier for me to prey on men, very well. I'll go along with it for now.

[Filter: Public]

How cozy.

Though I'd care to know how I got added to a place like this.

Feb. 28th, 2012

[info]polytropos
[info]mythopoeics
[info]polytropos
[info]mythopoeics

sept.

[info]polytropos
[info]mythopoeics
[Filter: Family (Zurvan, NYC, original)]

Ahhh, it is so delightful to be myself. How do my beloveds fare~?

[Filter: Mictlan Top Ranks]

Countrymen, I realize I am the odd one out amongst us. Still, we live in the same castle and so begs the question - how are we, and what are we to do about Camlann? Or are we going to drop the Mictlan thing entirely on account of its being false?

added after speaking with Artemis [Filter: Zeus]

We're going to see you in the Big Apple, pops. They can't keep us here for much longer.

Feb. 27th, 2012

[info]andaclatter
[info]mythopoeics
[info]andaclatter
[info]mythopoeics

[No Subject]

[info]andaclatter
[info]mythopoeics
[Samael is a big man and a strong man and, despite Leukothoe's undoubted skills as an assassin, he survives.

When he opens his eyes, he thinks to tell the community of the strange dream he had in which he was a prince in a very foreign land who got stabbed for no good reason. When he opens his eyes, he sees that he's lying in a large four-poster bed, with a bandage wrapped around his torso.

He scrambles for his journal, which fucking exists, and, holy fuck, all the memories-]


WHAT THE EVER-LIVING FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?