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[Aug. 20th, 2009|01:13 am] |
Because I'm getting sick and tired of my wheelchair getting jammed on everything, a question for the deities (and, I suppose, the supernaturally powered) amongst us.
Whilst the Unnamed God never answered my prayers back in Oz, I assume you're all more capable of 'concrete' miracles. Would one of you mind giving me the ability to walk? I'd even repay you for it, if you demand some form of 'tribute' for the deed. |
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[Aug. 20th, 2009|03:27 am] |
I am bored and unamused.
Any ideas on what I can do? Remember, I was once the Captain of a Starship and used to be able to go where ever I wanted to in the universe, so entertaining me while I'm marooned here on earth may not be the easiest thing to do. |
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[Aug. 20th, 2009|04:24 pm] |
Hey Dean? You want to go hang out at my house in Texas? We've got horses and cattle and a firing range, too. Maybe grill something later? |
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[Aug. 20th, 2009|07:52 pm] |
As my baby mama is about to pop, I suppose I should have someone throw her one of those baby shower things you mortals enjoy.
Anyone with a liking for black and/or emo, miserable-ness want to be the roast master? |
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[Aug. 20th, 2009|08:32 pm] |
I feel in the mood to tattoo something. Anyone looking for a little pain to make their day go by faster? |
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[Aug. 20th, 2009|09:12 pm] |
... well, at least I can stop feeling quite so guilty about the Great War. They're doing about as poorly as I expected, with or without me. Great Destiny my ass, Diamanda.
I wish the Vortex had grabbed me again when I wasn't covered in Stitchling and wyrm blood. Not really subtle. |
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[Aug. 20th, 2009|09:24 pm] |
Is it just me or does time pass more slowly here? |
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[Aug. 20th, 2009|10:41 pm] |
I do not know where I am--or, perhaps, in which interpretation of New York I find myself--nor why I am here.
I do not know why I arrived in a room painted in bright primary colors, surrounded by children who were calling me Mister McKenzie.
I do not know why I have the keys to a motorcycle, which I have carried to a home that I was not aware I had.
There is, however, one thing I do know.
I will personally find the individual responsible for my being here, and I will launch him into the sun. |
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[Aug. 20th, 2009|10:58 pm] |
I have an indoor swimming pool at my mansion. It's never cold, room temperature keeps the water warm. I was thinking the other day about maybe having a pool party. Just a group of people getting together for a good time. Could be ten to fifteen people, or as little as two or three people. Or maybe I could have it be used for some sports event thing, like water volleyball, diving practice, or.. something. Could be used for anything, really. |
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