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[Jul. 9th, 2006|01:09 am] |
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Dear self;
Please don't steal Bakura's leather pants again, or I will have to decapitate you.
Literally. Just to get the damned things off.
No love, Malik.
I'm so glad I have a such a steady hand with a knife.
In other news, I had a run-in with one of the Sins a few days ago. Mana, is it? The experiance was quite... invigorating, to say the least. It helped me learn a new way to utilize my damned curse so that it works more to my advantage.
( Screened to Mana )
I wonder what the other Sins are like- going off what I've seen from her, the standard is quite low. I profess myself kind of disappointed.
...Ever since I first met Bakura, I've been steadily aquiring more and more injuries. I'm going to pay him back one of these days, tenfold.
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[Jun. 22nd, 2006|07:27 am] |
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((OOC: Entry should be backdated a bit! Sorry.))
... Living with Bakura... Has been interesting, to say the least. I only had one pair of clothes when I came here, so I've had to borrow his until I can go find some more somewhere. Oh lovely! Too tight, because Bakura is oh-so-short and a scrawny bastard to boot.
I've been taking wanders around Hell recently. Not really met anybody of concequence yet, which is a bit of a shame. Not many seem to be able to tell that I'm a recently Fallen Angel, which I find a little comforting.
( Screened to Aishizu, Bakura and Ryou ) |
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[Jun. 2nd, 2006|11:57 am] |
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I just had to choose the most innopportune moment to Fall, didn't I?
I left the meeting that Bakura dragged me to halfway through, so I didn't hear about the war being declared until Bakura found me a few hours later. And here I thought that our dear Kami-sama was supposed to promote love and kindness, not anarchy and possibly mass-murder.
So He thinks he can just start a war; a war which neither side wants?
( PRIVATE )
( Screened to Aishizu only ) |
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[May. 16th, 2006|12:19 pm] |
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Why, Malik, must you insist on being such a fool?
There's nothing that I can do anymore at any rate, so I might as well go with the flow for the time being, and see where that takes me. I've been thinking of plans of my own, and sufficed to say that now I have the perfect opportunity to impliment them.
I should really be thanking Bakura for this. I might try and do so next time I see him, but I'll be hard pressed not to kick him instead. God damnit.
( private )
I wonder if anybody has noticed yet. |
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[Apr. 25th, 2006|08:24 pm] |
I felt it. If I thought that just the angels on their own were enough to give me a headache... Damn, it hurt!
I need to see Bakura as soon as possible. I know that he's the one responsible for this! Gut feeling, haha. As long as there's something to stop me from feeling like my entire body is going to explode from the insire with all this pressure (I don't know what else to call it), I know I'm going to go insane. I can't handle all these damned emotions at once!
((OOC: Sorry I haven't been active! ;; I just haven't known what to say, with it all being so quiet and all... Plus, a small note to everyone- In a couple of weeks my GCSE examinations start, so I'm gonna be online less than usual with revision and stuff.)) |
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[Mar. 20th, 2006|04:21 pm] |
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I wonder, if I was to ask God for advice in this matter, what would he do? Would he simply throw me straight down into the depths of hell regardless? I know that I made a mistake even by going back to the barrier- and I know I made an even bigger mistake by accepting Bakura's deal, but would I be condemned for it? To be as close to falling as I am anyway is probably enough to warrant a good smiting.
Ha. Smiting. How I adore that word!
I don't want to fall. I dislike most of the population of heaven, but I don't want to lose what I have here. What will happen to my 'responsibilities'? I refuse to pass them on to somebody else, if only because I've borne them this long. They're mine! I don't like them, but thats what they are. It wouldn't be right to be without them.
Oh, whatever. Who am I trying to kid? I'd just miss my wings. |
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[Mar. 16th, 2006|08:01 am] |
I came to a very recent decision, and I'm 'afraid'of what it could lead to. I have no gift of forsight, nor any ability to predict anything at all, so I don't know what this future will hold for me.
Given the nature of the apparent deal, I have no doubt that I'll probably end up falling because of it. Feh, I'll be glad to be away from the pathetic beings that dwell here.
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[Mar. 2nd, 2006|03:51 pm] |
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I've been wondering about visiting the barrier lately- I wonder what would come of it? My Empathy, as I have mentioned, has been spiking so much lately that I can barely even tell my own 'emotions'from the ones I pick up. The balance is completely screwed up!
I'm used to just feeling what the Humans feel, considering that Angels in general seem to be rather... empty. But the Devils... I've never had to deal with anything like it. Its like the Humans except twice as potent.
So, yes. I'm curious. What would happen if I neared the barrier? An emotion is always stronger the closer I am to source, regardless of what emotion it is. I wonder if the barrier will coincedentally decide to finally break when I'm there? Now that would be irony!
Luckily for me I have nobody to stop me. **snerk**
Not that they'd dare... |
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[Feb. 27th, 2006|11:14 pm] |
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Since the Ye Olde Great Shield started getting weaker, I've either gotten worse at blocking and managing the emotions I pick up or they have just increased in power past what I'm currently capable of handling.
I've passed out... twice? In the past day, under the strain. Its sending my Telekenisis haywire, too.
For the love of God, this is grating on my nerves.
Maybe that Master of Time has the right idea, afterall. |
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[Feb. 26th, 2006|11:13 pm] |
People seem to have begun noticing that whenever I molt my wings seem to go a shade darker. They whisper that I'm as close to the metaphorical cliff of falling that one poke of the pinkie would send me to my 'doom'. Hah! I'd probably be better off down there anyway.
My empathy has been fluctuating a lot recently. ARGH. Its giving me headaches the size of my ego.
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