Oct. 26th, 2010

[Quadraginta duo]

After spending a good three hours at the Body Shop - granted, for about two hours of the three he was taking photos with enamoured women or signing something for them - but when he was finally done, he made deliveries to each of the other Sins at their usual residences, and Infidelity in NYC. They each received a hamper of shower gels, shampoos/conditioners, body lotions for the women and aftershave for the men, and various other bits and pieces.

In addition, he has penned a small instruction booklet for Wrath titled 'How to Shower'.

Envy gets a handwritten note as well. It's the first line of O Sole Mio; 'Che bella cosa e' na jurnata 'e sole.'



Hellhounds leave more than a bitter taste in the mouth.

Oct. 19th, 2010

[Quadraginta uno]

I have learned to live with one dog watching me shower.

Not entirely sure yet what I should do when there are two.

Aug. 1st, 2010

[Triginta sex]

Why yes I tripped and fell onto a knife. Happens all the time. Thank you for your concern.

Apr. 16th, 2010

[Triginta]

I could take advice about my dog from a horseman who can't look after his own horse.

Or, I could not.


[Envy]
You would be the third Sin leaving your sex toy lying around. Perhaps the fourth. Is it too much to ask to have everyone clean up after themselves?

Would you mind taking your sex partner somewhere else? He irks me.

Nov. 18th, 2009

[Viginti tres]

In my room, in my house, in my property. Do not disturb.

Nov. 12th, 2009

[Viginti duo]

How typical, coming back to spam mail.


[Quoted/Paraphrased from Satan (visible to all)]
"There will be no harm brought to Lust as long as she is carrying this abomination. It will be taken from Lust and sacrificed, if it proves to be absolutely useless, but it will not be destroyed while in the womb still. Strike down any who seek to harm this child, whether they be mortal or immortal, Our own or from a different pantheon entirely.

I want Desmond's head on a pike. The first of you miserable lot to bring Me any evidence of his painful and gruesome death will receive a dose of Hellfire strong enough to put Hiroshima to shame and $ 10.000.000 in cash."

-~-~-~-

Tsk tsk. It is hardly fair game unless everyone knows what the game is. Granted, no one else outside of Hell denizens has any use for Hellfire. Perhaps you can roast a potato or two, or exchange it with someone for something a little more useful.

I have taken it upon myself to edit out all the unnecessary bullshit and self-righteous bragging. Satan's grandfatherly instincts does manifest itself in strange ways, but consider yourself in the know, Lust.


Envy, I would like my dog back. You haven't shot and/or eaten it, have you?

Oct. 27th, 2009

[Viginti unus]

[Private to Envy, Gluttony, Greed, Lust & Sloth]
I am leaving LA again. I have work to do.

Until I sort things out with Satan, I don't want anyone doing anything stupid.


[Delivered to Envy]
Samson

I leave him in your care during my absence. I have no one else I could ask. I do not know when I will return, but I will come back for him.

I would prefer it if you returned him alive.

Oct. 11th, 2009

[Viginti]

Ma che cazzo.


[Sins sans Wrath]

Sit, and don't do anything. I will sort it out.

Envy?

Aug. 31st, 2009

[Sedecim]

Latest Californian fire still not under control. I was pretty certain it was raining ashes, as ominous as that sounds, on the streets of L.A. At least it gives the newsmongers better things to worry about, but these are happening more often compared to in the past.

Plane was grounded due to smog, but work demands my presence on the next flight out.

If it's urgent, my cellphone will be on. If you don't have my number, it's not urgent.


[Private to Greed]

Greed,

I have not heard from you regarding any talks or deals you might have made with Lucifer. While I understand you must be busy sleeping with - what's her name, Mona? - by day and Raum by night, I would like to hear from you. Sooner rather than later.

Jul. 22nd, 2009

[Octo]

[Private to Agrat Bat Mahlat, Eisheth Zenunim, Lilith & Naamah]

Good evening ladies. I have a small request - I need to borrow something of Satan's. Preferably something... fresh. A week old or two, perhaps. Your bodies do not count. Rest assured, it will be returned in the condition it was loaned to me in.

Money, sex, souls or anything else you would like in return - I am more than happy to provide.

Something of Lucifer's and something of Raum's would also come in handy.


[Private to Greed]

I don't suppose you have anything that smells like chargrilled 2000-year-old chicken belongs to Raum? I need to borrow it.


[Private to Eve]

Eve, I know we have only spoken when Greed brought you to Lust's villa, but I was wondering if you have anything of Michael's, or of the other angels, that I could borrow.

If not, don't worry. I can always do something that will bring them to me.

[Septem]

Hm. Woke up feeling all tingly inside. Haven't felt this way since... well, that's impossible. He's always on the opposite side of the state from me. a long time.

In other news, I seem to have misplaced my silver cross. I'm sure I had it after that dog left, so her eating it or burying it somewhere would be impossible.

Since the Big Man deigns me unworthy to speak to, who is the patron saint for finding lost things?

June 2011

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