While running pizza today, I forgot to bring the 2-liter of Dr. Pepper a lady ordered.
I wanted to slap her.
Really, I screwed up, why is SHE apologizing?
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Sunday, April 15, 2007
Love's Requiem - 1st Movement
The first thing he noticed upon waking was the smell.
The smell of cleaning disinfectant.
And the walls. A nice soothing color, one that seemed to change as you looked at it. And some kind of design going around the edges of the walls. With a circle in the same design...
Carmine bolted upright, and noticed that the design was a warding. The kind the use in a hospital with unstable yet magically gifted patients. Why was he here? Rhapsadoy could of told them he...
A grinning madman, standing over Rhapsody's body. Then him screaming, Carmine screaming, and something pouring out of the other man's face
He turned and hung his head over the side of the bed just in time to puke onto the floor. The nursing staff was going to kill him.
The smell of cleaning disinfectant.
And the walls. A nice soothing color, one that seemed to change as you looked at it. And some kind of design going around the edges of the walls. With a circle in the same design...
Carmine bolted upright, and noticed that the design was a warding. The kind the use in a hospital with unstable yet magically gifted patients. Why was he here? Rhapsadoy could of told them he...
A grinning madman, standing over Rhapsody's body. Then him screaming, Carmine screaming, and something pouring out of the other man's face
He turned and hung his head over the side of the bed just in time to puke onto the floor. The nursing staff was going to kill him.
Love's Requiem
Love's Requiem is another character of mine from City of Villains - a Sonic/Sonic corruptor.
Of note - I keep having people complain he looks too much like the family, and keep giving them false starts.
Of note - I keep having people complain he looks too much like the family, and keep giving them false starts.
Prelude to a Requiem
It was a great day.
Carmine was walking through Steel Canyon, having used the Yellow line train from Galaxy City, where he worked with the Freedom Corps, helping in various stages of the New Hero Orientation. He was 24, married to a wonderful woman, had an excellent career in a well-know group in Paragon City as well as helping tutor students in voice, and celebrating his 3rd anniversary of working at Freedom Corps.
He had not only received a raise, but a very generous gift of dinner at the Three Sisters' Restaurant, one of the more expensive and longstanding five-star restaurants of Paragon. He was going to home to change, and pick up his wife to go to dinner. She said she would wear the red dress, the same one he first saw her in that first day he started work, as she was going to pick up her younger brother who had once again tried to "run away from home" to be a hero.
He was whistling as he walked, remembering his hopes as a child, hoping for the little bit of magic he was sensed to have to bloom, but never had anything happen. Come to think of it, "little" James was almost sixteen - just the age to gain a hero's ID. He was gunning for the name Janan, a variation of Janus, for his ability to both heal and harm with his inner flame...
Impatient, Carmine was running up the stairs, since the elevator was old, and slow. As he opened the door, shouting "Rhaps, you in the red..." he stopped, cold. She was indeed wearing the red, the red of her lifeblood, splattered also on the wall behind hind her, the furniture around her. And on one of the young men, with a maniacal grin, as he finished cutting the finger bearing her wedding ring from her fist clutched in a rictus grip.
Deep inside, something shattered, and a howl of despair came out of his' singer's throat. A howl so horrendous that it didn't merely kill his wife's murderer, but literally caused his now-fluid brain matter to flow out of his ears and nose.
By the time Carmine awoke, the bodies were gone, taken to the morgue. The others who were with the killer escaped, gone while he was unconscious.
The prelude was over, the Requiem begun.
Carmine was walking through Steel Canyon, having used the Yellow line train from Galaxy City, where he worked with the Freedom Corps, helping in various stages of the New Hero Orientation. He was 24, married to a wonderful woman, had an excellent career in a well-know group in Paragon City as well as helping tutor students in voice, and celebrating his 3rd anniversary of working at Freedom Corps.
He had not only received a raise, but a very generous gift of dinner at the Three Sisters' Restaurant, one of the more expensive and longstanding five-star restaurants of Paragon. He was going to home to change, and pick up his wife to go to dinner. She said she would wear the red dress, the same one he first saw her in that first day he started work, as she was going to pick up her younger brother who had once again tried to "run away from home" to be a hero.
He was whistling as he walked, remembering his hopes as a child, hoping for the little bit of magic he was sensed to have to bloom, but never had anything happen. Come to think of it, "little" James was almost sixteen - just the age to gain a hero's ID. He was gunning for the name Janan, a variation of Janus, for his ability to both heal and harm with his inner flame...
Impatient, Carmine was running up the stairs, since the elevator was old, and slow. As he opened the door, shouting "Rhaps, you in the red..." he stopped, cold. She was indeed wearing the red, the red of her lifeblood, splattered also on the wall behind hind her, the furniture around her. And on one of the young men, with a maniacal grin, as he finished cutting the finger bearing her wedding ring from her fist clutched in a rictus grip.
Deep inside, something shattered, and a howl of despair came out of his' singer's throat. A howl so horrendous that it didn't merely kill his wife's murderer, but literally caused his now-fluid brain matter to flow out of his ears and nose.
By the time Carmine awoke, the bodies were gone, taken to the morgue. The others who were with the killer escaped, gone while he was unconscious.
The prelude was over, the Requiem begun.
Tuesday, April 3, 2007
About Eve
I play the City of Heroes and City of Villains MMOs. During the 06 Halloween event, I made a companion to santa's evil and exiled elf who goes by the moniker Executive Toymaker (at the I was fiddling with the idea of making a "Evil, Inc" or similarly named VillainGroup) on Virtue, called Eve of All Hollows, on Victory (as I was out of room for making new characters on Virtue, and Victory had my other Super & Villain group I was part of, the HotBod Super Squad).
Idea's in my head started to form, and the opening bellow is what little exists outside of my head at the moment.
Idea's in my head started to form, and the opening bellow is what little exists outside of my head at the moment.
Monday, April 2, 2007
Dawning of Eve
The first thing she noticed was a feeling of suppression. Of something trying to flatten her. As she came aware, for the first time in a century or more, she opened her eyes.
Eyes? she thought. Since when have I had eyes? She reached up, rubbing her head in confusion, and froze. A smile curled on her blood-red lips. So I have a body this time. Been a very long time, finally I get to play with the mortals. Getting up, she struggled against the feeling of weight that she hadn't felt since before Rome was built.
And gravity still sucks ass.
As she looked around her, she saw the ocean spread out below her. Hmm, which one? The Atlantic, I think, she mused. Looking behind her, she saw a gaping wound in the earth, with metal creatures, structures, and humans running about. Machines. Those metal creatures are machines, as the humans call them. Most of them, anyway. Some of them seem to be elementals of human dross. Interesting.
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