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March 25th, 2010

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outdrnk guy who seid i had girls nam. i dnt have a gi rls name

loser.

March 24th, 2010

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Oh poo. Some of my new family members haven't come home!


I'll just go make more.

March 21st, 2010

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How do I go about getting a job? People keep telling me I need identification, but just telling them my name isn't enough. They usually laugh and don't believe me when I tell them anyways. I also need a phone number...whatever that is. I have a bunch of papers - applications, I think they're called.

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Has anyone seen Marian? She should have been back hours ago.


Private to Marian
Where are you? Robin asked me to look out for you, and you're not in your room.

I just need to make sure you're okay.

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Sweet little Lucy's a fast learner! She gets full too quickly though.

We'll change that.

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I miss home. I really need more things to keep me occupied.

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My little girl found me at last! We're gonna have soooo much fun together.

March 20th, 2010

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It's enough that I show up here, have to deal with all this other worldly bullshit, get caught up in more bullshit with people I don't really give half a damn about, end up having to deal with smelling that Winchester moron all over Buffy
Drusilla, you miserable pain in my as
And Glory, bitch only killed
I'm gonna go get a dr
Fuck


[ooc: Blank post!]

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I used to live in an orphana
I need a

Is this place always so bad?

March 19th, 2010

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A massacre at an orphanage. That's absolutely horrible.

And this place suddenly reminds me a lot more of home.

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There is a wee little girl with a wee little curl
which dances upon her forehead.
When Miss Edith is good, she is so very good, but when she is naughty, she is truly horrid.

OH!! Miss Edith has an idea...

The itsy bitsy spider went up the tender neck, down oozed the blood,
and the spider sipped like heck.
Out came the sun, the naughty sun that burns the delicate Drusilla,
so to darkness she returns...

Miss Edith has a very naughty idea...

Miss Edith tells Drusilla to go inside,
to pick one of the pretty boys,
to feast upon his hide.
So tender, so fresh, so delightfully ripe,
smelling sweet of blood, of sweat, of lust...
Makes Drusilla's all giddy
to have him for supper, she knows she must...

Miss Edith has a most horrid idea indeed...

(ooc: source )

March 18th, 2010

Lilith

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Come out come out wherever you are!

It's not nice to start hiding before I start the count.

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So, since I started that job at the comic shop? I probably get told ten times a day that I look just like the Human Torch. Which is... random.

Sorry kids, I don't play with fire.

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Best crash course I've been a part of in a while. Even picked up a new trick or two to use when I get back to the nondemonic version. Turns out a few of the creatures around here remind me of people I have the misfortune of knowing.

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Christy, we're going shopping tomorrow. You and me.

I'm running low on potion ingredients and we seriously need our own Book of Shadows.

March 17th, 2010

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Somebody's in trouble! Shhh, don't tell.

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You know, I said I wished there was a quicker way around Manhattan traffic, not out of the city completely. Not that this doesn't seem like a nice place but I need to be there and not here.

This was pointed out as a source of information. Anyone up for answering a few questions falling in the 'where, when, what, why, how' category? And better yet, getting back?

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The stars are wrong. They're wrong and I don't know why. Why oh why did he do what he did?

I still taste the ashes on my tongue-worse than dirt he is, and too alive!

That nice man I ate pointed me to this place with the computers. He was a little stringy but still tasty. Such a delicious scream!

Where am I?

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