p a x
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At Pax Letale, an awakening has begun. As these gods rediscover themselves and each other, the seemingly invisible but ubiquitous management tracks each of them quite closely, and the very building itself seems to have an agenda of its own. And as the gods made humans in their own image - or humans made them in theirs - so will the the behavior of the people of Pax turn as dark as their deities. Blood, strife, sex, petty plots, torture - even murder will wind their ways into Pax Letale.

December 11th, 2011


[info]ironkore
[info]paxletale

[info]ironkore
[info]paxletale


[info]ironkore
[info]paxletale
So uh...hi. I hope I haven't caused too much of a disturbance these past few days. My name is Eleanor Rochester, I just moved in on the second floor. I tried my best to be quiet, but awkward and heavy pieces of furniture made it rather hard sometimes. The delivery men weren't nearly as concerned about being quiet as I was. I'm just about done though, now it's just down to rearranging a few pieces of furniture here and there to get them into their proper spots. Sometimes you can't tell if you've got everything where it needs to be until you look at it a few times, y'know?

So...guess that's all. Just wanted to say sorry for my possible noise. If I disturbed you, I will do my best to make it up to you. I know the traditional exchange between new neighbors is some sort of baked good or whatever, but I think you'd hate me more if I did something like that. I can make you a light up snowman instead? It's a bit more permanent than cookies, but it's much easier on your stomach. Unless you try to eat it. Hopefully no one will do that though.