Stalkerglaive

darling when they come with their tanks and their guns no I won't, no I don't darling when they call will you join us or fall no I don't, no I won't boots drown out your beating heart rolling past the tumbrel cart no I won't, no I don't I won't go without you.    darling when they've slain 'mong the stones and the grain no I don't, no I won't darling when your head is painted all in red no I won't, no I don't they won't tear my hands away they'll leave us when the sky is gray for I won't go without you, darling, I won't go without you.

"Come on. Just one? As a gesture of goodwill." The beautiful fanged man (blue eyes, blond hair) glares. Vanya wheedles. He smiles. Lays out coins on the table. Watches the sharp, stiff lines of the vampire's posture unset ever so slightly. "Fine. If you're so determined to spend your money." Grinning, Vanya summons the bartender. It's a start. Forty-five minutes later on the dot drinking vessels litter the bar. His purse is so thin he can almost see through it. But Vanya cares not. Not only is Engelmacher now talking to him he is practically in Vanya's lap. He has been drunk since at least the third round. Vanya isn't exactly sure what he

beautiful tall girl you seem like you wish you were smaller I love your sixties hair I love how you love rats be a little less shy (even though you aren't that bad) come to class someday dressed in carmen miranda red I wanna see you in ruffles big as your head jane jane put on your janes get yourself some japanese shoes if you towered over me I'd only love you more.

Characters: THE SPEAKER/EVE ARES, god of war PROMETHEUS, Titan of knowledge ADAM, Eve's husband ASSORTED GODS AND MONSTERS SCENE I (The scene opens on a rather small ballroom with wood-paneled walls and linoleum-print maroon carpeting. Seated in rows of chairs facing the stage are strange creatures and people who appear to be people, but are emphatically not. A row of stone statues that look uncannily like hotel staff are piled at the back of the room. The strange audience is restless and noisy, arguing amongst themselves.) VOICE IN THE CROWD: Oi! Get off my tail, you big lug! SECOND VOICE:  Lug, eh? You want a fight? THIRD: Oh hush

A rich woman became afraid of dying. She locked herself away in her mansion, away from the dangers of the outside world.    Everything that passed through her doors, from the food to the mail, had to be examined for any signs of contamination or other unsafe states. Every piece of furniture in her house had to be declared safe. All of her servants were obsessively monitored — by her and by other servants — for signs of unsafe behavior, such as coughing or a tendency to play with knives while maniacally giggling. Any who seemed a danger were immediately sacked. (The replacement-interviewing process, as you may imagine, was a bear a