15 June 2011 @ 12:04 am
 
I am something called a preternatural. I have no soul.
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 12:14 am
04 | voice | locked from alessandro  
I am in love with one of my subordinates. It will never come to anything. I do not deserve their affections even if they were not in love with someone else. This heart of mine is vengeful and petty. It's fitting that the body that holds it is dying a slow, painful death.

I am a bad woman. This is the sort of fate a wretched woman such as myself should have. 
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 12:18 am
[ Voice ]  
OOCly cut for descriptions of childhood abuse. )
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 12:35 am
 
I truly believe that I've grown to care deeply for someone. It's a shame they'll never know.
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 01:08 am
 
The necklace I wear all the time doesn't really belong to me even though it has my name on it. It's my mother's. She had it made when I was born to bring her good luck. I like to think it worked until someone stabbed her in the chest with a katana right in front of me. I was five. I still can't remember his face to this day even though we were looking right at each other. The doctors said when I was a kid that my subconscious was trying to protect me...

I'm getting off topic.

Anyways, she survived for about a minute afterward. I did everything I could think of to stop the bleeding but, we both knew what was going to happen next. So she gave it to me for good luck and died.

I don't know why I'm sharing this story with all of you. I'm going to guess it's a virus. I haven't bothered checking the community to know for sure one way or another. I don't really care about it either as long as we don't have to talk about her. She was the only person in the world who could make me truly happy before I met Bruce, Matt, and Candy. 
 
My time with her is my business alone. I expect all of you to respect that even if the community doesn't.
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 02:25 am
➜ 004; video  
[ Brian's video feed is really anything but interesting, not that he cares, he just doesn't feel like typing. He's scrolling through DDD, and smoking all the pot. ]

This place is like reading the walls in the bathroom at Babylon.

You guys are a riot.
 
 
Montgomery Scott
15 June 2011 @ 03:21 am
 
I still feel bad about that bloody beagle.
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 03:25 am
attempt number twenty-nine ♻ (voice)  
A lot of teenagers act like they're invincible. Nobody actually wants it to be that way. Most people wake up every day knowing somewhere in the back of their minds that it'll be over someday, that there's a light at the end of the tunnel where things won't be as complicated. Where it won't hurt. Where they can finally just rest.

I don't get that. I just get to go on living, with every choice I've made, with every nightmare haunting me, with all the lies and the secrets building up and suffocating me, because I'm different from everyone else.

I can never die.
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 06:02 am
015 - [video] - impromptu exposition  
[Oh, hello! Look who hasn't been around for ages. She's thoughtful as she sits at her desk, and her gaze is distant, as if she's remembering something.

Judging by what she says next, she probably is.]
I've crossed more realities than I want t'count, I've been all over two universes--seen ghosts and Daleks and war and actual real nightmares come to life. I guess I probably even faced the Devil. It was scary sometimes...terrifying. I've seen realities that are completely unexplainable. I saw the Earth die, and I've watched universes just...dissolve into nothing, and the only thing I could do was jump out before the darkness took me with it. I've even died a few times. Not as big a thing as you'd think, actually.

[He gaze drops to her hands, which fidget with her fingers as if she's heavily debating continuing.] But there was once...this one universe I visited worse than all the others. Worse than anything the Beast or Daleks could do or say...and it never really happened. Not technically.

Cut oocly for length )
 
 
Current Mood: crushed
 
 
Scrooge McDuck
15 June 2011 @ 08:58 am
 
I gave away Panama's Gold Hill and all I got for it was a teddy bear.

... There. That better be all I'm saying today!
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 09:10 am
voice;  
I still miss Jim. If I had known what was going to happen, I would have done everything differently. Battles I wouldn't have picked, efforts I would have made to work towards redemption … But that's what they always say, isn't it? Always mulling over things that can't be salvaged. Pathetic.
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 09:52 am
[video]  
[Suze is sitting at a desk of her school library. It takes her a moment to notice that she's being recorded. When she does she doesn't look pleased about it. She frowns and speaks in a low whisper.]

Look, I was avoiding you on purpose. Everyone's been spouting all these secrets and I do not want to contribute. Got that?

[She looks away to her work, trying to ignore the recording. Finally she sighs and looks back up.]

It's not like I'm going to tell everyone that I think I'm in love with the nineteenth century cowboy who's haunting my bedroom.

[She looks in horror at her own words. Now she looks pissed. Her voice is no longer quiet.] Oh what the Hell!?

[A disgruntled voice comes from off camera.] Language, Miss Simon! This is a library!

[The video cuts off there.]
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 10:21 am
[video] Rose: Embarass self.  
[Gather round, children, it's story time with Rose. She's sat in front of the camera looking irritated as all get-out. She really does not want to do what she's about to do and for once she doesn't care who knows it]

So, seeing as this ridiculous, infantile community won't leave me alone until I use it as my confessional, allow me to tell you a story of my own creation. I will read it and you will have your petty joys and then we will never speak of it ever again or so help me my knitting needles will end up somewhere you won't want them.

Now, allow me to begin.

Frigglish bothered his beard, as if unkinking a hitch in a long silk windsock. A more pedestrian audience would parse the exhibit as nervous compulsion. Behavior to petition contempt among the reasonable. He was however not surrounded by the reasonable, but the wise, a distinction in men that would forever be the difference in history's garland of treasured follies. As a matter of fact, his cadre of fellow wizards were all putting similar moves on their beards as well. The practice would evince thoughtfulness - sagacity, even - if they didn't do it all the time. Standing in line at the bank. Shooing squirrels from bird feeders. Few occasions were safe.

[She goes on to continue the extract here, ignoring that bracketted comment at the end]

Now. In case that hasn't made it clear. I write fiction. About wizards. And not all of them are as unromantic as the sample I have just presented. No, I will not be reading any further samples. Consider this your one and only chance to glimpse my creative endeavours.
 
 
Aradia Megido (♈) apocalypseArisen
15 June 2011 @ 10:40 am
>Aradia: Confess  
s0metimes i w0rry that pe0ple will realize h0w much im faking it
i d0nt want them t0 think im creepy 0r that i d0nt care
but it strains my circuits s0metimes
i cant remember what its like t0 be really happy but i wish i c0uld
angry i can remember th0ugh
i wish equius w0uld understand
i think if i were alive it w0uld really hurt

there is 0ne 0ther feeling that just w0nt g0 away
i still want t0 kill vriska s0 much
i h0pe azula will f0rgive me
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 10:46 am
 
It is so tiresome, at times, cleaning up after that little brat, that sometimes I feel like ripping his throat out. Of course, I can't do that. My contract binds me.

Though the games we play are enjoyable at times, even a demon like myself has limits. I'm no cur, but I'm strong enough to take his blows and mockery without complaint. That's my way of resisting, I suppose.

I just have to tell myself that the taste of his soul is going to be worth it in the end.

No matter what, in the end I always win.
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 10:48 am
[text]  
I, um... I'm not a human. Well, I am, but not entirely. I was born with a unique genetic sequence that made it possible to combine my DNA with another sample, and, um, this is getting a little long-winded, but...

I'm sort of like a human, and sort of like a fish. That's the best way to explain it.

And, um, I can transform and fight using water and I can breathe underwater, even though I'm terrified of being down there. I've gone into the ocean a few times because I had to, and then there was the time my double locked me into a room full of water, but I'm still a little scared. And, um. I can talk to sea animals sometimes.

...and when I first, um, changed, when this first started happening, I panicked. It was after school and I was at the school's swimming pool, trying to figure out what had happened to me. Somebody started to approach me and I lashed out at her before she could see me. She had to go to the nurse. Then people thought I was some kind of evil ghost. I kept attacking people who got too close, so they wouldn't know it was me, until I met people who were sort of like me and wouldn't hate me for what I was.

I'm really, really sorry.
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 11:14 am
(trolling secrets.)  
Oh damn, so I have to be caught up in this too? Jeez, all a gentleman has are his secrets:

I used to hear Michael cry at night after her bedded a woman (or .... the other thing you bed when its not a woman) and wonder why he was not as virile as the alpha male (me). Nena is just a female version of me and I have nothing but pride because of it. The Trinity siblings are like my own because I lived with them for so long, longer than when I was with Anita. Which is odd.

I am actually a brunette, but while I was growing up in Ireland I decided that I wished to be ostracized for having devil red hair and have every Catholic superstition pinned on me.

My best friend was a Noah that was killed because all he wanted to do was protect his older brother. When the both of them lost it, I had to look after them - especially when he died. I don't keep close friends because all of them just keep dying, same with women, same with my wife.

Nena admires Karen and wishes she were just like her. Azula too.
 
 
Mileina Vashti
15 June 2011 @ 11:17 am
 
Recently I've been taking extra pudding cups back to my room so I can eat them while I watch my shows! I disabled Papa's parental filter a long time ago because it really was impossible to understand Karkat with it enabled, but I haven't told him. Um, um, what else... Sometimes I get very angry at Mr. Lockon! And, I think I probably have a bit of a crush on Mr. Larsa...

I hope that's enough, Ms. Community!


(( she's not actually affected, she's just doing a preemptive strike against the CB business coming out ))
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 11:22 am
 
My kill count is above 350. All by my hand personally.



This includes my sensei and my mother.
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 11:26 am
 
I've been hunting fairies for over thirty years, which caused me to lose my old girlfriend, whom I'm still in love with. In the meantime, I've been finding myself slighlty interested in a man who keeps FLIRTING WITH ME! But only slightly.
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 11:36 am
 
I'm in love with Randy MacLean.
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 11:38 am
Interlude 02 - Accidental voice post - Dirty Little Secrets virus  
[Over the sound of humming electronics and lapping water from outside the room, you hear
a rough, obviously teenage voice talking to someone with a much smoother voice, and older, though not by much. The exchange comes out something like this -]

"We gotta talk, Caine."

"Can it wait? This isn't exactly the best -"

" - you've already got two girls hanging off you. Lay the hell off Sara."

[There's a pause, and the older boy hisses in a breath.]

"'She's mine' being the punchline here, Joshua? Is that what you're getting at?"

"Well, I fucking hope so."

"I like the part where you own her, Josh. That's got class."

"Fuck you."

"Don't swing that way." [A sigh, and the older boy's voice becomes sharper] "You want to take her off my hands, you can have her. Sara's gotten weird, all girly and clingy and shit. Lousy lay in all--"

[And the rest is a battle scream from Joshua and the sound of a fight.]

[Responses oocly half an hour afterwards.]
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 11:48 am
≥ 004  
I don't really have any friends at school.

Or anywhere else, actually.
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 11:50 am
 
I died a virgin which sucked a ton.
Tags:
 
 
Current Mood: grumpy
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 12:58 pm
 
I'm known as a Makai Knight. I've been trained to fight off demons known as Horrors since I was taken in by my mentor. Horrors possess people with strong negative feelings, and once they're possessed, they cannot be saved, no matter how hard we've tried to separate them in the past.

That man in the silver wolf armor you've sometimes seen on the community? That's me.

Up until recently, I've been obsessed with trying to kill another Makai Knight - I thought he had killed my mentor and my girlfriend, but I found out that wasn't the case. The man that killed them also killed Kouga's father, and we're both getting ready to go after him.

I put innocent lives in danger in order to try and uncover the truth, and I didn't regret it. Now, though, we have a clear idea on who's responsible for what's been going on in our world, and both Kouga and I are willing to do whatever it takes to set things right.

Funny thing is, I'm actually starting to see him as a friend. Strange how things turn out, I suppose.
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 01:03 pm
 
That family I had during that one virus.... I still pretend that was real.
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 01:09 pm
 
I hate the fighting.

I know it's necessary, and I know what would happen if we stopped, but I wish -- I'm not going to give up, but sometimes I wish we hadn't been called.

I'm the only one. The others don't feel this way.
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 01:16 pm
 
Not cut IC: Triggers for incest )

[OOC: CUT FIXED. Sorry for that.]
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 01:32 pm
 
I'm still afraid of Azula, but I pity her more than anything else now.

[WAIT.]

-- that's not what I meant to say!
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 01:37 pm
 
Bonnie's great, but she's no Andy.

I miss Bo.
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 01:44 pm
 
Well, since Arthur's already given you most of the story I thought I should fill you in on the rest. I work with Arthur and Eames inside of people's dreams. I design and build the dreams we work in; bending the reality of the dream to whatever I want or need it to be.
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 01:45 pm
(voice.)  
[larsa still sounds as if he's sick, even worse if possible.]

If it be known of what transpired on the Bahamut, my beloved Empire would fall into civil war that would only spread. My entire family based on the flames of war and treachery, where would I even begin? My father ordering my two older brothers' deaths for treason or for necessity or Vayne killing him in turn to be Emperor? Yet, I am to lose my older brother twice: once on the Bahamut, by whatever cruel means of the Gods - with no body to bury and once thanks to here. My dearest guardian, Gabranth dead - replaced by his twin brother Basch.

Yet, how does one stay angry? Vayne told me that it was to protect me from the Senate and becoming their puppet, yet he died defying the Gods leaving me alone.

I resent him for this, yet I love him even in absence.
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 02:48 pm
 
I am a werewolf. I nearly killed someone the other day. I don't know if I can forgive Sirius for that.
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 04:05 pm
> Gamzee: Do what your heart tells you.  
NoT gOnNa MoThErFuCkIn LiE SoMeTiMeS i ThInK tHeReS lIkE a LiTtLe VoIcE iN mY tHiNkPaN
SaYiN alL sOrTs Of sCaRy MoThErFuCkIn ShIt AnD sOmEtImEs I aLl CaNt HaRdLy Be HaNdLiNg ThAt ShIt YoU kNoW?
DoNt ThInK i GoT eNoUgH pIeS tO mAkE tHaT lItTlE dUdE iN mY tHiNkPaN hApPy FoR lOnG.
WoNdEr If I aLl GoTtA bE wOrRiEd Do:

BuT yOu KnOw...
SoMeThInG tElLs Me ItS aLl MoThErFuCkIn GoOd
AnD iTs My HeArT tElLiN mE tHiS sHiT sO i GoTtA lIsTeN tO iT cAuSe ThAtS jUsT hOw I rOlL.
JuSt Be AlL RoLlIn DoWn ThE moThErFuCkIn HiLl LiKe I dOnT gOt AnY cOnTrOl OvEr ThE oNe-WhEeLeD dEvIcE hAhAhA!
HoNk :o)

 
 
15 June 2011 @ 04:32 pm
 
I want this community to disappear from my life. Not because of the viruses, or the unbearable lack of privacy - although those two are largely contributing factors.

I want it to be gone because it has made me feel far too much.
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 04:57 pm
(voice.)  
Is it customary to start rambling off random aspects of yourselves? I have seen many start to list rather intimate details of their lives; I wonder if it is common amongst mortals to chronicle everything about themselves due to their mortal limitations.

Ask me anything you desire and you will have it answered for I have too much to share and too little time to share it in.
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 04:58 pm
[video] In which Arthur screws up spectacularly.....  
[Arthur looks pretty annoyed even before he notices the community recording him. He frowns at the screen for a second and then talks.]

Apparently this thing thinks I'm ignoring it, or maybe I should add my two cents in regards of Eames's post. No, I'm not cheating on Ramona because I am a loyal man and, you see, they happen to be the same person.

Just because I've been lying to you all about our jobs in the dream world for months it doesn't mean that I am lying now. It was justifiable, we can't go telling people that we can bend reality and implant ideas, can't we? That would get us kille...[Arthur stops, realizing what he just said,.]...fuck.

[the video ends abruptly.]
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 06:08 pm
 
I can read minds.

And I do.

All. the. time.

Your thoughts are all so amusing~
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 08:07 pm
 
Kids gone. I guess I miss him.
Tags:
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 08:10 pm
voice || 015  
Dunno why I'm saying this now, or at all. But I figure it might be time to clear the air.

I'm in love with the Slayer, always have been.
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 08:19 pm
05 | T3XT; | > Terezi: Troll the community for shits and giggles  
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15 June 2011 @ 08:25 pm
007; Voice  
You know, more than getting angry about him giving me his visions, I was mad at Doyle for dying because he was the first guy after Xander I was really willing to give a chance. I mean, a real chance, at my heart and all. Well, I guess Wesley was there first but that was different. And awkward.

Doyle was a much better kisser, even if it did only happen the one time.


It's been almost a year now since he died, and it still hurts sometimes. Lots of people back in Sunnydale died, but it never felt quite so personal, you know?
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 08:48 pm
[Text] Entry 009  
A couple of years ago, I was with Ali and the other girls when she decided to throw a stinkbomb into Toby's garage. She told us he'd been watching us while we were trying on clothes and stuff, and that we should do something to make him pay.

Only...something went wrong. I don't know what, exactly, but there was an explosion and Toby's step-sister Jenna was blinded. If I've ever mentioned the Jenna thing, that's what I mean.

We didn't tell anyone, either. Ali said she'd take care of it and we were too scared of what would happen if we said anything to the police. Or, well, Ali made us too scared to say anything. It became a secret, something that would keep us connected.

Ali made us scared of a lot of things, come to think about it.

Anyway I don't know why I'm even typing any of this much less sending it but it feels like I don't really have a choice. So, um, yeah.
 
 
Karen Minazuki/Cure Aqua
15 June 2011 @ 09:10 pm
[video]  
[Oh, look. It's Cure Aqua. For some of you this is a familiar sight. For others, hey, look, a magical girl! For people who suck, some girl is wearing ridiculous clothes. For observant people, instead of her usual posts-from-unknown-source, she's posting under Karen's account for some reason. In any event, she doesn't look like she's about to make a speech and then cut out the video, but you can't judge a book by its cover.]

For those of you who don't know me, I am Cure Aqua.

I was aware of other worlds before accessing the community for the first time, and I have access to worldhopping equipment. This is not the only experience I've concealed from you all, either. I've fought for my life, killed enemies, and defended a kingdom. It's been a while since all this, though, and these days I don't really know what to do with myself.

This probably comes as little surprise to most of you. For the majority of you, this is because you are unaware of my true identity, and as such, you don't see why any of this would be a secret in the first place--after all, none of these are unique to me. There's a statement I've made towards most of you, although in a different context, which I believe will cast what I just said in an entirely different light.

It's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Karen Minazuki.

[And the video ends.]
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 09:12 pm
 
 I'm actually a really lonely person. Sometimes I wish I had a sibling, or even proper friends to talk to.
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 09:22 pm
 
I have not felt very well, lately. My head aches at the strangest times, and there is this feeling. It is as if I am missing something and I do not quite understand; when I try to recall it is as if there are empty places in my memory where it should be filled.

That woman, the one who looked like me. She mentioned it. She said I should get to know those on the community better, that it would be of help. I still don't understand.

And, I am scared to. If I am indeed missing something, there must be a reason for it. Some things are better left unknown.

...as well, I do wish Akane-chan would clean up after herself a bit better. The kitchen was a mess again this morning.
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 10:01 pm
 
I need to get out of here. Somewhere away from everyone and everything. I need a world hop.
 
 
Jack Harkness
15 June 2011 @ 10:35 pm
 
I'm from the 51st century, but I don't belong there any more than I do here.

I make a lot of mistakes, and sometimes I question whether I'd have ended up in charge if Alex hadn't eliminated all other options.

I'm afraid to let people get too close to me, because everyone's going to die on me some day, while I'll live forever.
 
 
15 June 2011 @ 10:44 pm
failed anon post  
cut for slightly triggery stuff )


[[ ooc: post contains talk of abuse. ]]