November 2015




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Oct. 30th, 2015


[public, anonymous]

[Fuzzy timelines, after leaving the Murray house.]

I am in possession of a wicked white cat.




What did you lose?

Oct. 5th, 2015


Louis D, Daniel W, Penny R, Trystan C, Cerise S, Marta F, Seven M, Joseph W, Peggy C, Luke H, Clem M

[After this, the post is deleted.] [Locked separately to Louis D, Daniel W, Penny R, Trystan C, Cerise S, Marta F, Seven M, Joseph W, Peggy C, Luke H, & Clem M (all including Sam A)]
Who are you?

[In-person: Sam A/Cris M]
[From their booth, he just taps his iPad with two fingers.] Done.

Sep. 27th, 2015


[locked to sam a, daniel w]

[locked to sam a]

[After this, trying again.] Sam?

[locked to daniel w]

Daniel? [...] Are you alright?

Sep. 26th, 2015


Lou D, Daniel W, ETA: Seven M

[Locked to Lou D]
Hey, asere. I need something from you.

[Locked to Daniel W]
[During this whole thing. He'll play dirty and hope.]

Daniel, you seen Sam? It's been days and I was thinking maybe you'd at least know. I can get her writing, but she won't tell me where she is.

ETA: [Locked to Seven M]
[After this.]


Aug. 27th, 2015



Desire at the end

            was a malady, a madness? __ or. both.

Aug. 22nd, 2015


[Log: Penny Dreadful]

Who: Daniel Webster and Mina Harker
What: Noms.
Where: London, Penny Dreadful.
When: Now.
Warnings/Rating: Mild.

She disliked him greatly, this man who preferred the spine of a book to her weight upon his lap. )

Aug. 9th, 2015


log: louis/daniel

Who: Louis and Daniel
What: Louis brings Daniel tea, snarking ensues.
Where: Sam's place in Vegas.
When: Backdated to when Daniel was recovering at Sam's, before Louis moved out.
Warnings/Rating: None.

He appreciated Louis’ timely appearance, which at least might provide some distraction. It wasn’t lobbing insults at Neil, but you couldn’t have everything. )

Jul. 26th, 2015



Maybe writing again isn't such a bad idea. Thoughts on paper, stories on paper, right?

I bet it'd be good again. I could be good again.

Jul. 20th, 2015



[Because he's torn about this and could go either way. Public, but not visible to Ronan.]

First year anniversary: stay in or go out?

Jul. 7th, 2015



[From Hialeah, in Fast and the Furious, after this. Across the street from where MK fell, from behind a burning car and near a dead man burnt to a crisp. Sirens are already sounding louder and louder as they near, and helicopters are whirring overhead. The writing is smudged, messy, barely legible, but MK needs help help help help-]

help mk needs help

Jul. 3rd, 2015


Ocean's Eleven - Sam and Daniel

Who: Sam and Daniel
What: Cleaning Daniel up
Where: Sam's place
When: Recently-nowish-fuzzy
Warnings/Rating: Language, some addiction themes

The first thing Daniel noticed about the place was the incredible proliferation of sunshine, the nearly blinding brightness that glimmered off the white window trim and the fluttering curtains, the door knob, and even made the charming little path and the shrubberies look tidier and greener respectively. )

Jun. 12th, 2015



[Unclear print lines. Slight angle.]

Dear Mother Tabbyskins, and how are you now, let me feel your pulse, so-so, show your tongue, bow-wow!

Very sick, very sick!

Please attempt to purr.
Will you take a draught or pill, which do you prefer?

Doctor Dog comes nearer, says she must be bled.
I heard Mother Tabbyskins screaming in her bed.

Very fast very fast scuffling out and in, Doctor Dog looks full and queer
Where is Tabbyskin?
I will tell the moral without any fuss:
those who lead the young astray always suffer thus.

Very nice, very nice let our conduct be.
For all doctors are not mice, some are dogs, you see.

May. 31st, 2015



[Slanted. Ink.]

Here's a theory. We're all in Hell, and the doors are just an ironic joke. A door that doesn't go anywhere. Hilarious.

May. 27th, 2015


Daniel W


Are you alive?

Hold on, I've nearly got déjà vu. Perhaps I phrased it 'did you live', the last time?

May. 26th, 2015


Daniel W, public

[Locked to Daniel W]
So, I died. hbu?

[Locked after he gets a response.]

Dear Frankenstein's monster/Rick Grimes' vengeful soul in a meatsuit,

Please don't slit my throat ever again. That was a one-time deal.

Your friend in sin,
Lin, who is not, in fact, a priest (but maybe a poet lol), and really, really hates the fact that he was, even for one night

P.S. That was fucked up.
P.P.S. I'm not saying you're fucked up. Just that that was.
P.P.P.S. Though, tbf, I'm fucked up too and I totally let you slice my deep pamal arch and associated lumbricals just so I could hold your hand, so hey.


public, max m, daniel w, aubrey r


You were dead, I was drunk, I think we pawned the tab off on the grim reaper because I don't remember paying. Unless you're still dead... in which case, I'll keep the grim reaper jokes to myself.

[Individually locked to Max M, Daniel W, Aubrey R.]
Mandatory mental health check-in.

May. 14th, 2015



This is the first time the beer in Prague hasn't smelled good. I think.

May. 2nd, 2015



[Lin A.]

[This one. No signature.]

[Sam A.]

[Front. Back. Note:]

ça va venir.

[Dylan M.]

[This one. No note, but Daniel's handwriting is distinct on the name.]

Apr. 15th, 2015


[locked to daniel w]

Hello, Daniel. I wanted to speak with you, if you have a moment.

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