| VII |
[Apr. 22nd, 2008|09:13 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | boredom strikes, bullet to the grey matter, commandment breakers, death plot is a go, doing this for a good reason!, fuck this, god, grace, judgement time, not playing anymore, on a mission, only he can save you, rosie | ] |
[Accidental Voice Post]
-out your entire life, you've believed yourself to be doing the right thing. You've killed, and killed. Jealousy. Spite. Anger. Revenge. You've thought yourself right along each step of the way.
But only He can pass judgement.
You've even dragged your own daughter into the mess. Though even she wasn't free from sin. It was your single saving grace, and yet you didn't stop. You ignored all opportunities for contrition, and continued to kill as and when it suited your needs.
[Gun cocking]
Grace. Or is it, Rosemary?
Rosie, please. It reminds me of when I was small.
Rosie. You have broken His laws, and even taken another along the same path. For this, there's only one route to absolution.
[Go bullet, go]
[/Voice Post]
[ooc: And thus, murder number two~ =D? A-and I know I'm doing a bad thing here, but I actually have to disappear for a while, again. =/ Sorry!] |
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| V |
[Apr. 20th, 2008|04:45 am] |
| [ | Tags | | | boredom strikes, bullet to the grey matter, commandment breakers, death plot is a go, doing this for a good reason!, fuck this, god, gwen, judgement time, not playing anymore, on a mission, only he can save you | ] |
[Accidental Voice Post]
--nfidelity and adultery. You know, there really isn't that big a gap between the two. You want what you shouldn't have, and you don't try to stop it.
Oh, you try to hide it; every look. Every lingering touch. You deny it's there, from everyone, including yourself. But you can't hide it from the one person who counts.
[A gun being cocked-]
Consider this your penance, Gwen. A route to the absolution of your sins.
[-and fired]
He will cast his judgement--
[/Voice Post]
[ooc: M'kay. Seeing as there's a good chance I may have to crash soon, and this was meant to happen Saturday night, I'm posting this side of it now. =/
As a note to those who know Gwen? I'm assuming there'll be sounds accompanying the recording that'll add to revealing her identity. A-also? Can expect her body to be abandoned on one of the streets, a bullet to the head. D= Loki probably wont reply to anything from this post. He's happy, for now~] |
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| IV |
[Apr. 18th, 2008|08:04 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | bartleby, boredom strikes, doing this for a good reason!, don't make me start shooting, fuck this, god, metatron, missed curse day, need a way back, not playing anymore, psycho babysitter, wisconsin sucks, you all suck ass | ] |
[Accidental/Incomplete Voice Post]
-ing to do.
[pacing; the recording affected by the rustling of pocket junk against the device]
They nev- ... -ntioned any of it.
[static]
Fuck.
-t doesn't mak- ... -cking sense. He could just fix- ... -rything right again.
[He stops pacing, thus the rustling does so too]
Fuck this.
...Bartleby?
[/Voice Post]
[ooc: In which relaying a certain topic of conversation back to an emotionally unbalanced babysitter is never a good idea. Understand? D=
Also, death-plot starts tomorrow! >D
EDIT: Apologies to all! My isp screwed up and pretty much cut off my connection u__u] |
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| II |
[Apr. 1st, 2008|04:11 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | a little help?, can't feel him anymore, curse day, fuck this, gabriel, give me back my wings, god, hungry now, is this a test?, life as a human, my first curse day, need a lesson in human-ness, need a way back | ] |
[Voice Post]
Okay, so why do my insides feel like they're having a fit? And why the fuck am I tired? I don't get tired.
Ow. What the- Shit. What the fuck is going on?
Is He still testing--
...no.
He's not there. No, He's there, but I just can't- Even in Wisconsin we could feel Him. Fuck. Why now? ...it fucking hurts.
Gabriel? I can't- Can I visit the Chapel?
[/Voice Post]
[ooc: When you really want to be able to eat, sleep, and drink? Human time! So far there's hunger, tiredness, and needing to pee. ...as well as being cut off from God. Conscience is on the way too. D= Smalltext is all muttered pretty quietly.] |
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| I |
[Mar. 31st, 2008|10:48 am] |
| [ | Tags | | | bartleby, don't make me start shooting, getting pissed now, god, lost, need a way back, not playing anymore, on a mission, want out of here, welcome to the city, which way to new jersey?, you all suck ass | ] |
[Voice Post]
Fuck.
Bartleby? You around here somewhere? I'm really not in the mood to play around.
...
Christ, where the fuck are we?
[Footsteps, and muttered words]
"-neither death nor life- ... -nor the future, nor any powers- ... -all creation, will be able to separate- ... -our Lord."
Is this a test? Is He fucking with us? ...why now?
[/Voice Post]
[ooc: Had to throw this up, despite needing to disappear in a bit. D= Tags will be answered in a couple hours though! Back early~] |
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