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1st January 2005

9:41pm: MWUH HA HA HA HA HAAAAA!!!

In the year 2005 I resolve to:

Bring back disco.

Get your resolution here




Happy New Year, SUCKERS!!!!

(1 soul | converted souls)

10th September 2004

12:09am: Book of Tobit
Written for tsuru_san. Hope you like it.

Title: Untitled
Author: Satansbitch
Pairing: Raphael/Asmodeus
Rating: PG

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Current Mood: amused

(5 souls | converted souls)

28th August 2004

3:55pm: Old Testment
This one's for tinnean. Congratulations, you EVIL woman. Hope you're happy!

Title: Untitled
Pairing: Cain/Abel Non Con
Warnings: Death

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(3 souls | converted souls)

12:51am: Old Testament
Okay so this is for jadelennox. She requested a couple of pairings. Here's one of them. This probably isn't anything like she had in mind but I hope she enjoys it anyway.

Title: Fallen
Pairing: David/Uriah Implied Slash

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(2 souls | converted souls)

22nd August 2004

9:48pm: My first act of service...
Just a little ditty to launch the journal with...

Untitled Jesus/Lucifer Snippet
Note: Italics represent mental speech.

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Current Mood: devious

(4 souls | converted souls)

6:40pm: Happy Birthday to ME!
A lone egg sits cocooned in the molten depths of a slumbering volcano in the midst of Hell. The shell is as black as night and streaked with blood. Faint noises can be heard from within.

The egg starts to vibrate violently, rocking madly from side to side. Cracks appear rapidly in the egg's dark surface and bits of shell falls away. Suddenly the egg splits open slightly and one clawed hand bursts forth.

A scaly arm follows, and then the sharp jut of a wing bone followed by a shoulder. The gash in the egg widens and a crown of horns appears, then a head, face twisted into a sneer. The egg jolts one more time then explodes into tiny shards. The female creature inside stands tall.

She takes only a moment to look around before she begins the long climb out of the volcano. Up and up and up she climbs, wings hanging limp and useless against her back. They need to complete the last stage of their growth before she can fly.

Claws that can rend flesh now rend stone, digging deeply to prevent her from falling. Onward and upward she climbs, toward her destiny. Finally, after hours and hours of climbing, she reaches the summit of the volcano and pulls herself out.

Her wings, now fully formed, open and stretch wide, reaching out and up toward the sky. She beats them once, twice, three times, testing their strength and the ground trembles beneath her clawed feet. Her head tilts and newly forged vocal cords come into play.

"I AM FREE!!!"

"Are you sure?" A quiet voice speaks from the air.

She looks around and sniffs the air but senses nothing. "Who are you?" she growls distrustfully.

"Do you not remember?" The atmosphere shivers and a presence comes forth and fills all space while at the same time taking up none. It is human, animal and demon all at once and the air shimmers as it shifts from one to the next to the other seamlessly.

Her purpose and knowledge suddenly flares bright and burns into her brain. They sing in her blood as it rushes through her veins and she falls to her knees in humble penance. "My Lord," she barely whispers.

"What is my will?"

"To steal souls from Him and bring them unto you."

"So as it is spoken, let it be done. I bind you to me. Your life is mine. Do you give it willingly?"

"Until the end of time, my Lord."

Heat sears around her throat and wrists but before she can cry out it is gone. In its place are metal bands set with large jewels, a necklace and two bracers, one for each arm.

"By these shall all know you serve me. Go forth and do my bidding."

"As you command, my Lord."

The presence fades as secretly as it came and she stands for a moment surveying the domain she has been born into. Then she spreads her wings and takes flight, moving from Hell to Earth with a few beats of her wings. She lands invisible in a room and approaches the human sitting at the machine she knows to be a computer even though she's never seen one before.

Leaning down close to the human's ear, she whispers, soft and seductive, like the finest silk against the smoothest skin. "My name is Satansbitch. Let me take you on a journey. Let me show you the road to hell."
Current Mood: devious

(1 soul | converted souls)

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