26 March 2017 @ 10:35 am
Come by the Museum of Natural History. We have mummies!
26 March 2017 @ 08:00 am
[Away from Morgan and Mordred]
I really need to remember to block my entries from Morgan and her spawn.

I also can't believe I return to work tomorrow. Eight weeks until Summer!
26 March 2017 @ 11:09 pm
Who: Jamie and Thomas (possibly others? IDK)
What: So there's something I need to tell you
When: Saturday night
Where: Kemp house
Warnings: I doubt it

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26 March 2017 @ 10:23 pm
[Filtered to David, Roxanna, Jamie and Phantasos]

So apparently the house has a hobgoblin? He's actually really nice, but he put a truth spell on me. So I was acting weird. It's worn off now.

I'm not upset I spoke up though. I'm really glad I did.
Current Mood: hopeful
25 March 2017 @ 08:18 pm
It's very brrrrr in my apartment. Someone keep me warm.
25 March 2017 @ 07:25 pm
I haven't slept in fucking months, and when I do I break out in a sweat and stay awake for hours. I can't focus on anything, it just feels like something is missing and I don't know how to fix it. I doubt this part time job I managed to get won't last long. The manager smells like pot every time I come in, which I'm sure is the only reason I slipped through. I'm going to fuck this up too.
Current Mood: cynical
25 March 2017 @ 10:45 am
Looks like the old gang is coming out of the woods. You old conkers, we need to get out and go to the pub. Get blitzed and it'll be like the old days. Maybe when it's not cold as balls outside. What happened to Lady Spring?
Current Mood: amused
26 March 2017 @ 02:43 am
[Jayden, David, Phantasos & Jamie]
So Jamie came home in a good mood, and that warmed the cockles of my black heart. He told me what happened, and I'll try to keep the overexcited jokes to a minimum, Phantasos. No promises.

Honestly, I think I have a cavity now, you ridiculously sweet goofballs.
Current Mood: amused
26 March 2017 @ 01:51 am
Who: Jesse, Jayden, Nicholas, JJ, possibly Adrian and Isaiah
What: Jayden still can't stop being honest
When: Thursday night, follows this
Where: Their house
Warnings: Doubtful

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24 March 2017 @ 11:10 pm
We've had such a great turnout this week for our spring break activities. Many thanks to all the places that allowed us to advertise.
24 March 2017 @ 01:57 pm
[Away from Olympians]
Well, I appear to be completely healed up. I should have gotten pictures of my battle wounds.
24 March 2017 @ 06:26 am

You'd better make a move before Guinevere gains a new beau. Not that that has ever stopped you before.
24 March 2017 @ 10:19 pm
Who: Gerald, Jayden, David, Jamie, Phantasos
What: I put a spell on you...and then you're...honest?
When: Thursday evening
Where: The Haus of Sausage
Warnings: Uh...we'll see

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24 March 2017 @ 09:40 pm
Hey guys! This here is Gerald, and he's a hobgoblin who lives in the Delacroix/van der Burg/Rowland house. I banged him out in about an hour for a specific plot, but that doesn't mean he couldn't meet visitors. Or...I don't know, go out wandering once he's finished his tasks and people are sleeping.

He's 3 feet tall and he can shapeshift. He loves Earl Grey tea. He also speaks Welsh. :D Plots please!
24 March 2017 @ 06:33 pm
I'm not really around at the moment cause I've got two assignments due by the 5th, but I found this awesome site that has the pronunciations of all those pesky Aztec names. Here!

(I'm sort of working on Hecate and Itzpapalotl as a break between studying so expect them in the near future...)
23 March 2017 @ 11:56 pm
WHO: Jamie, Phantasos, probably other Kemps and possibly Roxanna?
WHEN: TALKS TIME (Thursday evening?)
WHERE: Kemp house
WARNINGS: ???? talk of sex dreams ????

So about this dream? )
22 March 2017 @ 11:53 pm
[His little talk with Phaedra turns on Oenopion's angry side, something he'd long since attributed to his father, Dionysus. He doesn't realize that tangling with this side of history is going to open up a part of his own story he knows nothing about.]

Think I need to find a way to get rid of an old sea pirate. Ruffing up a woman isn't very nice. I doubt Dad would be too angry if I took a page out of his playbook.
Current Mood: creative
22 March 2017 @ 10:28 pm
[In the weeks, well nearly over a month since following his ordeal with Emma (and Eros' little love hit), Jonah had found himself kind of back to the beginning when it was just himself. It felt a bit lonely on his own. He'd gone from having a friend, to someone he wanted to be with in every way, to alone. Emma was in Hawaii, and he was sitting on the couch watching Touched By An Angel reruns. They always made him cry, and made him feel like maybe this world was just somewhere he was supposed to hover and not really stem himself and be a part of everyone he met. But, he wasn't an angel, he wasn't a saint, he was as much a human boy as he was a Virtue---and that was something he'd chided Greed for trying to separate. Now he was in that same boat, watching it teeter and eventually tip over. He wasn't horrible for wanting those normal things too now was he?

The less time he spent talking to Emma and feeling distance shoved between them (the trip she took to Hawaii felt like the ultimate escape to get away from him), the less he felt comfortable being Jonah. Maybe it was time for Madison to take over...]

It's nearly April? I didn't even realize March just sailed right by me.
Current Mood: crushed
Current Music: "Evermore" by Josh Groban
22 March 2017 @ 11:13 am
Been a long week at work. I've been taking care of the same elderly man the whole time. He's not looking so hot.
22 March 2017 @ 09:54 am
It may only be a week long, but I'm thoroughly enjoying not having to wake up early for work. Whoever came up with spring break is a saint.
22 March 2017 @ 07:43 am
Hey all! This is Death, of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. I think she's pretty self-explanatory. She mostly sticks to the other Horsemen, but she has mad respect for the angels and thinks they're alright. But for the most part she doesn't believe she answers to anyone but God. For now she's pretending to be a hospice nurse, and has surprisingly good bedside manner.

She's a peach.

Come play with her!
22 March 2017 @ 10:59 pm
[Mortal friends and Azrael]

Hello, friends! I really want for my sister to be making friends with my friends.

Oh! My sister Galina is here now! We found her in Russia! I want her to meet all of you! Can we please do something where this would be possible?
Current Mood: bouncy
22 March 2017 @ 10:39 pm
I've heard that dreams are your subconcious' way of speaking to you when you're asleep. Telling you all the things you didn't or wouldn't think about during the day. Makes you wonder what else our brains are capable of.

I also remembered I'm friends with a dream spirit, and that it's probably not out of the scope of his powers to send images dancing into my brain. And I did have a rather interesting dream the other night.
Current Mood: good
22 March 2017 @ 10:37 pm
[Away from Patrick]

Dude, I know you're sad and that fuckin sucks a rotten donkey dildo but OH MY GOD SHUT THE FUCK UP FUCKING JESUSTITS.

I cannot handle the fuckin MOPING ugh. Am I like this when I'm sad? Like a fucking useless weeping pussy? I want to rip his head off.

So I have just excused myself from going anywhere near the House of the Fucking Tearstains. I'll do something stupid.

Because uggghhhhhhhh. Sad people are the fuckin worst.
Current Mood: aggravated
22 March 2017 @ 10:21 pm
I honestly think I believed my feast day might bring her back.

It didn't.

The twins are home though, and Mairead is too. Ella's still with Jacob, which is fair enough. I'm trying to hold it together. I'm doing better than I was before. I have to do better, I'm a father now.

Fuck, I miss her so much.

Feast day was a nightmare and a half. Imagine experiencing an entire country worth of drunkeness while grieving. I think I've come out the other side of it now, thankfully. I even checked in at work.

I just have to get on with things until she comes back.
Current Mood: gloomy
21 March 2017 @ 12:22 am
I drove back out to the farm this morning. As soon as I got there, I walked outside and I sat in the fields. I buried my hands in the earth, and I felt at peace. There's work to be done, and the planting must start in a week or two. But it makes me happy, to be here and be back doing this again. I can't wait to see the riot of color starting to bloom.
Current Mood: calm
20 March 2017 @ 02:00 am
I'm so happy I was out of town over Valentine's Day. I read about people getting weird mail, and when I opened my box, that made the pink, glittery eyesore stick out that much more. Got gloves, threw it away. I don't need any more forces manipulating my choices, thank you very much.

I've been training since then for a citywide tournament. It's this weekend, if anyone feels like coming along to watch me beat some people up.
Current Mood: okay
18 March 2017 @ 09:58 pm
64th Landing  
It's nearly April. It shouldn't be snowing in the middle of March like it did last week (even if it was for a day). I am starting to think hibernation should be a real thing until September. Hades and Zeus above, I hope the second Titanomachy isn't about to happen. Things are starting to not be a total wreck for me Though Phaedra here says otherwise. That means the bottom is about ot fall, and I'm putting my foot down. Or anchor more like.
Current Mood: anxious
18 March 2017 @ 06:54 pm
It feels like a stay at home and watch classic movies with a bottle of wine kind of weekend to me.
18 March 2017 @ 06:14 pm

18 March 2017 @ 10:17 am
Thank the gods I heal fast. It sucked going into the new year with a broken nose and black eyes.
18 March 2017 @ 09:58 am
Life is starting to make sense again, and at the same time it's still fucked up and weird. What the fuck? Who even fucking knew about all this shit? Apparently just about everyone else but me.

Digger, I don't know how the hell you could keep you big mouth shut all this time. I'm impressed. So like, there are rules and shit, right?
17 March 2017 @ 07:55 am
My favorite time of year is quickly approaching.
16 March 2017 @ 04:41 pm
SPRING BREAK! Thank the heavens, I finally get a break! I get to sleep in again.

Would you like to go out sometime?
16 March 2017 @ 04:39 pm
I'll just be over here, minding my own damn business.
16 March 2017 @ 03:54 pm
Who: Aloysia, Orpheus
When: Backdated to Feb 28, after rehearsal
What: Aloysia is a bitch flirts
Where: Wherever they have orchestra rehearsals

Let me adore you )
16 March 2017 @ 03:49 pm
Who: Constanze, Eurydice, Orpheus
When: Backdated to Feb 27, afternoon
What: Girl talk, then the man comes home
Where: Orpheus and Eurydice's house

Why does life have to be so confusing? )
16 March 2017 @ 03:20 pm
[It's been a couple weeks since Helen's intentional run-in with Paris. So far she has been quiet and keeping to herself. That was due in part to the fact that she needed some time to heal, but also because she needed to rest mentally. She's thankful for Achilles' involvement, even she had wanted to do it all on her own. At least it was Helen's arrow that had done Paris in. That was the whole point. Even if she had failed in taking the cowardly prince down with her fists, her poison would. She was still a little rough around the edges from that encounter, but it had all been worth it. She hasn't spoken much to Briseis since she came, or to anyone else for that matter. In all honesty, she had been looking for her own place because she felt she had ruined everything between she and her friend. She wouldn't take back her actions, however. They were entirely necessary.]

[Away from Olympians]
It's good to feel free again. I still have to wait for him to come back from the dead to test it out for real, but I feel genuinely different this time. Like I've been liberated.
16 March 2017 @ 10:32 am
[Although Homonoia's water had indeed broken a few days before, she had spent another day in labor at the hospital before delivering just after midnight on the fourteenth. Then they spent another day and a half in the hospital due to the timing. If felt good to be not pregnant again, but it all felt so surreal. Homonoia was tired and her body felt like she had just run a marathon, albeit triumphant. Although they hadn't decided on a name before the birth, Homonoia and Kyle had discussed what their baby girl looked like. When Kyle suggested Haven it just felt right. Just after ten that morning they were discharged and headed home.]

It's nice to be home again. This whole mother gig is going to be interesting, that's certain.

I also didn't realize babies could have a full head of hair at birth. Mom, did I have this much hair?