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May. 10th, 2009

[info]heretic_saint

The jinx ability is an aspect of telekinesis that negatively affects the laws of probability so that things go wrong, and the unlikeliest of situations occur. This is usually a subconscious form of telekinesis.

So next time a bookshelf falls on you or, something of that ilk, it's not because of bad luck. It's because of you.

That only applies if you actually believe the first part.

Apr. 11th, 2009

[info]heretic_saint

Filtered against baddies.

I feel like a narcissist. Strange that in the future I would have such different tastes in music, clothes, food, activities. Some of the stuff I could probably still like if I was Cheryl.

People read some of the strangest things. Some people don't really care for the books; some books are never returned. Sometimes a book will come in, and it's immediately checked out. Maybe it returns, maybe it doesn't.

Apr. 8th, 2009

[info]heretic_saint

Heather's gone. It's obvious that she is. I hope wherever she is, that she's safe. No point in dwelling on it. It won't do any good.

Having a job is a very worthwhile thing to have.

[Filtered to Lisa]

Found a job at the library. Only part time, maybe thirty hours a week. At least it's something. Yeah, so, how are things going with you?

Apr. 6th, 2009

[info]heretic_saint

[Filtered from baddies]

Has anyone seen Heather around?

Mar. 29th, 2009

[info]heretic_saint

[Now filtered away from LaCroix]

You know what's frustrating?

Well, a lot of things actually. Stubbing your toe; not winning the lottery; realizing your favorite restaurant is closing; bla bla bla.

Having a preacher trying to convert you to Christianity, and instead of just saying "sorry, not interested." You start singing about...I don't know what I was singing. Something about worms, and caverns, and being psychologically beyond reproach...something with evolving, something about the greater good, and dancing chipmunks.

Okay that last part was a lie. But I had the guy convinced that I was possessed by not one, but an entire legion of demons. You want to say "no I am not!" and what comes out is ""What is gone from me was expendable, merely the last aspects of my humanity..."


No, that doesn't make me sound possessed. Not at all.


I'm not singing again. At least not for another year or two.

Mar. 28th, 2009

[info]heretic_saint

And so we meet again, the dirt on our feet but then
Who knows who really decides?
In this spacial oddity, this viral commodity
The astronaut listens to voices that call
Won't you follow me down?
Breathe, as you suffer with existence

Rags and ruin of all that was human
Leaching the force of collective design
Heroes and rapists they all have nice faces
But who decides, who defines, who draws all the lines?

In this wasted miracle, the outcome so terminal
Why do we waste time on hope?
In perfect execution, liquid and lucid
Born in the astronaut's eyes
Of hate, loathing, wonder, and fear
Breathe as you suffer in denial

The lover and the blind man they sing their song
The pleasured and the pained pray their sins are gone
They can't reach heaven, the truth's brutal lesson
Forgive yourself, for no one else will die for your crimes
But who decides, who decides?

[Nevermore - Who Decides]

Mar. 25th, 2009

[info]heretic_saint

Fill my empty soul
Take away the pain
or
Suck out the last drop
And drown it in the rain

I can not feel the way you feel
I can not love the way you love
And you call me twisted...

Haw, Haw, Haw
I don't know what I'm singing now
Haw, Haw, Haw
I lost the point somewhere, somehow
Haw, Haw, Haw
I don't know what I'm singing now
Haw, Haw, Haw

Rape my common sense
Feed me my tomorrow
or
Smoke my agony
And get high on my sorrow

I can not feel the way you feel
I can not love the way you love
And you call me twisted...


[AN: To the tune of Freak Kitchen's - Haw Haw Haw]

Mar. 20th, 2009

[info]heretic_saint

Filtered to Sam

Hey, I wanted to ask a quick question.

A trap or cage for a demon; could it hold a human or is that impossible?

[info]nopoweroverme

filtered against baddies;

It's been quite a while since I've posted a useless but fun post on these boards, and since things like quotes and MASH and so on were generally fun, let's try this.

Read the following questions, imagine the scenes in your mind and then write down the very first thing that you visualize. Don't think about the questions excessively, just go with your instinct.

1. You are not alone. You are walking in the woods. Who are you walking with?
2. You are walking in the woods. You see an animal. What kind of animal is it?
3. What interaction takes place between you and the animal?
4. You walk deeper in the woods. You enter a clearing and before you is your dream house. Describe its size?
5. Is your dream house surrounded by a fence?
6. You enter the house. You walk to the dining area and see the dining room table. Describe what you see on AND around the table.
7. You exit the house through the back door. Lying in the grass is a cup. What material is the cup made of?
8. What do you do with the cup?
9. You walk to the edge of the property, where you find yourself standing at the edge of a body of water. What type of body of water is it?
10. How will you cross the water?

After you've answered, I'll give you the explanation under a filter so everyone can take a shot at it without spoiling themselves.

my answers! )

[ooc: Just a suggestion - write these up for your characters before OOCly reading any of the comment responses. It's worth it for the fun character development, for you AND for the characters. XD]

Mar. 19th, 2009


[info]sonofajackal

Well, okay. I won't be doing that again for a while. Still.. St. Patty's was fun. Never got quite as drunk as I did then. It's usually not possible. Thinking about crosses and Jesus helped. Well.... aside from that one time in college, with the room full of hot co-eds.. um yeah. That was fun too. Ahhh, good times. Good times. And naughty times, too. Heh.

Also. Anyone who's unemployed.. I'm still hiring. I had a secretary, but he she got taken from the city, and poor Carol has been pulling double shifts all week. Kinda had a devil of a time rescheduling my other two secretaries too. Good thing I was sober at the time. Anyone who's qualified, feel free to see me about an interview. It ain't much.. just answering phones, organizing files, and passing notes to me.

Mar. 18th, 2009

[info]heretic_saint

[Filtered from baddies]

When a famous poet and mystic was shown his eternal lot by an angel, he saw what many of us would consider Hell. However, when the angel left, the man saw something more pleasant.

Christians will say that their Bible has no errors. 2 Samuel reports that God, furious with Israel, incited David against them, and told him to count the people of Israel. In 1 Chronicles the one who incites David to count them is Satan.


Wanting Ahab to fall at Ramothgilead, God asked the spirits in Heaven how he should do this. In the end, God gave a spirit permission to become a lying spirit in the mouths of all of Ahab's prophets.


I ran into some people who insisted on telling me about how God is an all benevolent being who vomits rainbows and sunshine. That's what inspired what I wrote above. Except for that very first part.

Something normal? This is normal for me. One man's normal is another man's absurdity.

[info]nomia

Filtered from Baddies + Sam and Ruby

I used to get in trouble for trying to eavesdrop all of the time when I was younger. Mum was always on my back for that, especially when they were trying to keep me from finding out what had happened to Sirius. Though no that I'm older, of course, I realise it's completely rude, and bloody annoying. Makes you look a bit of a prat too, when you can't keep your nose in your own business.

And now I'm just in a mood. Bloody hair's all black and tangled too, with mum's nose. Just wonderful.

[info]ex_littlegir701

Filtered from villains, Sam and Ruby

My head was pounding this morning. I think maybe I overdid it yesterday. But it was worth it. I had a lot of fun yesterday, more than I've had in a long time. Everybody was so joyous and carefree. It was overwhelming, but in a good way.

I think I danced on a table at one point. Or maybe it was my imagination. I'm not sure. It's a little embarrassing to think about. But it was worth it. A lot of people were celebrating, and everybody was acting outrageously. This city is so serious all the time. It was nice to just have fun and forget about all the problems plaguing me and the city.

Mar. 17th, 2009

[info]heretic_saint

[Filtered away from baddies/unfriendly types/LaCroix]

Sigil magic is a pain in the ass to perform, but sometimes necessary. Especially with people who come into your room when you're gone, and leave things for you.


Do something you enjoy. Then, consciously forget about it, but subconsciously remember it.


Oh, isn't this the day where people wear green for absolutely no reason, except for the fear of being pinched if they don't wear green? Who came up with that tradition?

Mar. 16th, 2009

[info]ex_demonbloo908

filtered against baddies;

Meg. Dad. Re-runs. FICTION.

Phasmophobia is the fear of ghosts. Most people suffer from it, whether they are aware of it or not.


[Heather]
I called for that appointment. It's in two weeks. I can't promise that we'll be able to go, not with everything that's been going on, but if there's time and it's safe enough, we will.

I'm not ready.

Mar. 12th, 2009

[info]heretic_saint

Filtered against baddies

Took a walk around the city to clear my thoughts. Saw a man; early 30s with his seven year old daughter. She was carrying a sketchbook, holding it against her, and smiling. Reminded me of simpler times. Made me smile.

Mar. 10th, 2009

[info]heretic_saint

filtered to friends/family

Valtiel's gone.

Mar. 3rd, 2009

[info]heretic_saint

Filtered to friends and family

It's strange. My mother is pulled from here. I get depressed, and it seems that many believe I'm going to torture and kill people.

Forgiveness is a funny thing. It's always black and white; either people don't forgive, or they're too easy to offer it. I don't even know if I can forgive myself. I keep telling myself that I wasn't in my right mind, that it was my mother's fault.

But, all she did was tell me to kill a few people. The tortures...that was me, or that side of me.

I have been informed that until I can permanently fix what's wrong with me that I need to stay away from certain people. I went the route of having those memories erased, but I was only confused.

I could split myself again, and kill off the malevolent side. But I think people need a little bit of that. If we didn't we would allow villains to do as they pleased; not because we want to, but because we would be too scared of being mean.


Hnnn. This all reminds me of a poem.

Mar. 2nd, 2009

[info]heretic_saint

Filtered from baddies

All is right in the world.

Okay, so that's a load of crap, but at least I feel better. A permanent change in scenery seems to have lifted my mood somewhat.

I'm also tempted to take the time to correct certain rumors, and falsely stated facts about me, but at last I'm a little busy doing something I enjoy a little bit more. Reading.

[Filtered to Lisa]

That wasn't the first time. Back home, I was actually performing a ritual that would have resulted in my complete annihilation.

[Filtered to Peter]

I was wondering if I could talk to you.

Feb. 26th, 2009

[info]ex_littlegir701

Filtered to Alessa

I'm sorry.

Okay? I want to apologize to you. I shouldn't have made those comments. And reading over those remarks now, I can't believe I said such thoughtless things. I acted stupidly, I know. I know I hurt you. And I'm sorry. I'm not asking for you to talk to me again, because I know that'll take time. I just want you to know that I apologize for what I did, and I'm sorry I hurt you in that way.

I shouldn't judge you for loving someone, especially given my own background. I'm sorry. I don't know what other way to say it.

That's the honest truth. Please accept my apology.

I'm sorry. I really am.

Feb. 23rd, 2009

[info]heretic_saint

My mom is gone. I couldn't find her anywhere.

I'm so happy.

So happy that I think I'll get drunk.

I don't know why I announced it.

Maybe I do.

I want people to know how happy I am.

I think everyone should drown their happiness in alcohol.


Tee hee.

Feb. 22nd, 2009

[info]lucien_lacroix

Ah Los Angeles, the city of angels, how prefect a place for the epic struggle of good and evil, though it does seem a little one sided don’t you think? Or is more positive thinking by the one who named it?

Let’s discuss a topic I am quite sure some of you are wondering, ‘Is evil stronger then good?’



[Ooc: As his media persona the Nightcrawler]

Feb. 21st, 2009


[info]no_savior

[Hyperion]

Alright, team. We have a... client? He needs to clear his home of some of those dracu-vamps. Currently we've got the blood to do it. Two, maybe three, come with me, and we'll clear the place out for him. Got it?

Hiro, with me. Kennedy. And Leah. Lets's go see how this'll work.

Faith, get a team on backup in case we need you.

Fred, See what you can make of this.

Feb. 20th, 2009

[info]heretic_saint

Custom filter

[*filter includes Dean, John, and Mary Winchester; Harry Mason; and SBC!Claire]

Can any of you tell me why Heather would want to hurt herself? It has something to do with Sam. Or else he wouldn't have made that message.

[Filtered to Heather]

What happened?

Feb. 19th, 2009

[info]heretic_saint

[Filtered to Heather]

Thank you.

[Filtered to Lisa]

Thanks for the gift.

[Filtered away from baddies]

Huh. Amy's gone now. I seem to have acquired a cat that used to belong someone; only that someone is no longer in this city. I have my reservations about keeping other people's pets. Especially when they used to belong to one of my close friends. Hnnn.

On an unrelated note; I find the idea of astrology to be both fascinating, and well, just a little absurd. Our lives; our personalities; and our perceptions ruled by the alignment of certain planets, and stars. It's quite absurd, but even more so because it's often accurate. To a degree.

[Filtered to close friends of Amy]

Would any of you like to adopt this cat?

[info]heretic_saint

[Filtered away from baddies]

Hmmm...8,036

I just thought of that number for some very odd reason.


[Filtered to LaCroix]

Hey, are we still on for later tonight?

[Filtered to Lindsey]

I was wondering if you could recommend a good psychologist, or psychiatrist; preferably one that doesn't think the paranormal is a load of crap.

Feb. 17th, 2009

[info]heretic_saint

[Filtered away from baddies]

At the risk of...nevermind.

Can anyone recommend a good psychiatrist, or psychologist? Preferably one that's not adverse to the supernatural.

I probably should have just looked in the phonebook, but how the hell do you say, "Hi, I need to see a psychologist, oh and by the way my life has been centered around the paranormal, and supernatural!" without sounding like someone with grandiose type delusions?

If not, then I understand.

I'll just take Lisa's suggestion and start taking sleeping pills.

[Filtered to LaCroix]

Sorry about yesterday.

Feb. 18th, 2009

[info]raheta

filtered against baddies/Ruby/Sam;

I think I'm too cranky to be on the internet right now.

[OOC: Heather has deleted this post to save herself the trouble of having to defend herself. And really, I'm not in the right frame of mind OOC to defend my girl right now, sorry! D: Stupid OOC.]

Feb. 17th, 2009

[info]heretic_saint

[Filtered away from baddies]

Stupid nightmares.

I guess I won't be sleeping for a while I need to get some sleeping pills figure out a way to fall asleep again.

Feb. 15th, 2009

[info]heretic_saint

Now I remember everything. So the effects didn't last, but I wasn't any happier. I'm not complaining. I told myself I'd accept the consequences.

Why did it have to come back as that nightmare though?



Is it better to be alone, or better to be with a family that isn't really a family?

Is forgiveness something that can so easily be given, or is it something one must work for? What if you're the forgivee? Is it something easily given, or something else?


[filtered to Sam]

Thanks.

[Filtered to Peter]

Thank you.

[Filtered to LaCroix]

I still don't know how to thank you.

Feb. 10th, 2009

[info]heretic_saint

[Filtered to the Hyperion]

Sam has informed me that I should use rock salt to cover the windows and doors of my room. He also suggested that I ask everyone else to do the same, or I do it myself. Whatever the reason I trust that it's for a good one.

I've placed bags of rock salt outside of everyone's doors.

[Filtered to LaCroix]

I asked my mom why she burned me. She refuses to answer; I wonder now just how horrible it was.

[Filtered to Lisa.]

Can I talk to you? Not through here, but can we meet somewhere?

[info]ex_demonbloo908

[Filtered to Winchesters & Co]
I want you all in the house. Now.

I'm coming home. Make sure every line, spell -- anything you can think of, just make sure the damn house is secure.

Dad, I know you get pissed when I try and take order? But please don't argue with me right now.

[Filtered to Friends]
Get some rock salt.

[Filtered to Ruby]
Can we talk?

[ooc: Yes. Sam is spooked. >>]

[info]heretic_saint

Filter to Lisa Garland )


Filter to Heather Mason )


Filtered to Mom )

Feb. 6th, 2009

[info]heretic_saint

Filtered away from baddies.

I'm worried. About Heather; about that stupid demon that's wandering around; and about myself.

Feb. 5th, 2009

[info]heretic_saint

filtered to LaCroix )


filtered to Lisa )


Mom )


Peter and Faith )


It never seems to get too cold in this place does it?

Feb. 3rd, 2009

[info]ex_littlegir701

Filtered to Alessa

I'm sorry I haven't been around much.

I've been swamped with job interviews and trying to decide which one I'll take. It's looking pretty good, but I want to make sure I'm making the right decision.

How have you been?

It feels strange, getting back into the grind of things after being deadaway for so long, but I'm getting used to it. I read about that vampire army that's supposed to come storming through the city. Scary stuff, but I guess you guys will deal with it, huh?

Jan. 31st, 2009

[info]red_crown_man

[Filtered to Hyperion and other people he knows, except Faith]

I haven't felt like getting wasted drunk in a long time. I guess tonight's the night.

When my friend Bradley used to see me get really drunk, he'd say I was "feeling no pain."

But that part's a lie.

Jan. 29th, 2009

[info]heretic_saint

[Filtered to the Hyperion.]

It's already been more than 24 hours. I went to the pits, and went in them. I told myself that I'd accept whatever long term consequences came with it.

I'm feeling a lot better now.


[Lisa]

Hey, I think Heather's busy with Sam right now, but I was wondering if you'd like to do something? Umm, but that's only if you want to.

Jan. 27th, 2009

[info]heretic_saint

I never noticed how colorful this city actually is. It's actually really nice.

I hope everyone's doing well.

[Lisa]

Hey.

[Mom]

How come you don't talk to me anymore?

Jan. 26th, 2009

[info]heretic_saint

[Filtered against Talia, and Dahlia]

I feel like a massive hypocrite right now. I don't like these pits, I don't like the catch behind them, and I don't like the fact that these may be the things used to 'cleanse' this place.

But the temptation to go into one of them is strong. They're supposed to heal mental wounds, or something of that sort. I want that so much, but if I did it I would be joining the mass of hypocrites.

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