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(no subject) [Dec. 25th, 2007|10:47 am]
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alloy has been killed fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuuuuuuuuck

nicole is a mess papers are piling up she is not working on them she has not gone to a meeting in a week her phone is ringing she isn't answering it oh shit we are doomed seriously fucking doomed i can hear the legislature fucking us in the ass already not in a good way

moving to london with leyin and seris prolly dunno tho maybe just going back to doin the understreets thing

i really like my credit card tho

world is crumbling

more then usual i mean

i will send presents

they will be late because i am going to have to transfer my money somewhere where a bank won't liquidate it thinking i'm not a person anymore why london is a viable option plus seris has friends there from a long time ago hopefully they are not dead tooo

here's to not dying folks



ps: fuuuuck

pps: merry xmas to those who aren't going to funerals
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[locked/AU - deadletter prompt] [Sep. 30th, 2007|03:00 pm]

i am so glad i got away from you. and then i came back! i came back! you are every handicap i ever had. you are my anger and my hate and my ruthlessness. you turned me into a monster. you are the understreets, the gangs, the stage. and yet i fell back to you, came back over and over and over again. you are my crutch. you are my addiction. i need to break you to get away from you. but you never broke, and that is why i came back. you were always the same and even though it was the hated same, the same that fucked me up and made me hate, i came back. because i need the same, i'm a fool, a weak fool, a moron and an idiot and i can't handle or understand things that change and you are the same and that is why i stayed by you so long. you were like my friend. my serial killer friend.

i hate you, but i can never say it. if i say it you might leave and

things would never be the same.
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(no subject) [Sep. 26th, 2007|08:14 pm]
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MAN do i wish i had type to add shit here so you folks know what i'm up too. or if it's a secret.

just kidding folks.

understreets and new york city are fucking hectic again. there's been shitloads of mutant/human violence and i just got wind of this mutant convention thing they're doing in seattle. going to be mutant leaders from all over the world! Seris and I are going. I'm pretty sure are names are a least a little well known. I had to cancel Fergie. Her agent was pissed off, but I told her to go suck lizard dick, I need a life too.

damn i hope this shit stays down. i dunno. i'm getting some seriously shitty vibes. nicole and alloy have been across the world and back doing stuff and without them around i don't know what the hell would happen. damn, without them here shit would just crack.

is all.

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(no subject) [Aug. 22nd, 2007|10:28 pm]

Just when he thinks he has it under control.

See, the best part about bodyguarding rich celebrities is there's hardly any danger involved. The president hates mutants, so he doesn't have to worry about actual problems. And no one gives a shit about fuckin... Justin Timberlake to shoot him. So I keep calm. I don't have to worry about tearing thought people.

But when stuff happens at the Sanctuary, and I can. Rip and tear and eat, and I haven't forgotten what flesh tastes like. Warm, just torn from some screaming person, and agony and it makes it taste better.

when things happen in the sanctuary i can hardly contain myself. it hardly comes up and now when it does it's so much and i want to hurt. and claw. and be bloody.

times like this, i miss the old understreets.
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(no subject) [Jul. 13th, 2007|12:03 am]
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A piece of newspaper is tacked onto Novak's bulletin board.

Lizardman Slaughtered in Broad Daylight

Yesterday, at approximiately 3:30 PM, a crowd was gathering at around 82nd Str. Most people passed it, ignoring it and shrugging it off as a city stunt, a street performer, or various other popular attractions. Those who were curious enough to wriggle their way through the circle would see the scene was far more horrifying.

The 28th Amendment, Mutant Civil Rights, has just been recently passed, and it's clear that attitudes of hatred still remain. Nothing could be clearer then six men kicking a lizardman as he whined and pleaded for them to stop, bleeding from between his scales. It is unclear who the mutant was, though his identity is still being searched for by a large group of individuals. It is doubtful, however, that his ravaged and mutilated face will help separate him from the scores of missing mutants due to torture and death by "butchers" - doctors who use and try Mengele-like techniques on mutants.

It is unclear why the unnamed reptile was beaten. Supporters of Mutant Rights are calling for Hate Crime laws and tougher punishment to be given to those committing atrocities against mutants for them simply not being human.

The leader of the Mutant Rights Movement, and leader of the Mutant section of the ASPCA Nicole Kerrin-Magnus, could not be reached for comment.

The article goes on.

Novak had read it a few times, and received a phone call from Z about it. He was there.

"I couldn't have stopped it!" Z had tried to explain. "I barely knew him, and they just would have killed me too!"

"You could have fucking tried!" Novak had roared back. "Just let a whole bunch of fucking humans kill a lizard for no fucking reason? You shit! You're no better then I am, abandoning some poor reptile to a crowd of shitheads!"
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(no subject) [Jul. 8th, 2007|11:54 am]
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Novak ends back in his apartment shivering. When Leyin asks what's wrong (it's 70 degrees outside), Novak just glares and slams his door, leaving his confused partner and friend in the living room rather puzzled. He cancels the job he has that day, and the one the next day too, and he pays their stupid cancellation fee, so he can shiver in his room in piece. He's really trying not to sleep. Trying not to sleep. Trying not too....

Novak wakes up screaming hysterically, sheets torn to rags, springs exposed in the mattress. Leyin is staring at him. 

Fucking Silent Hill.

"Leave me alone." He snarls, and decides he needs some air, even though it shouldn't be chilly in July.  


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voicemail [Jul. 6th, 2007|09:47 pm]

Hello, this is Novak's cell phone. He's not here right now, but if you leave a message he'll be back shortly. If this is a business call, please say so before you leave your message. If not, then don't be a jerk and say it is anyway. Regardless, please leave your name, number, and a message after the beep. Beep!

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[ locked to octopus_hubris ] [May. 30th, 2007|03:13 am]

Otto, I quote:

"Then kill him [Will Plaine]. Outside of the Nexus. And if I find out that Otto has been at -all- involved, I will make certain that he will never see the planet Earth -- much less its sun -- ever again."


Jon and I and maybe Mistle are going after Plaine. I don't want you to get involved becuase of this.

No hard feelings, dude?
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[locked to onlystraw and nosfloratu] [May. 26th, 2007|11:17 am]
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Novak provides Jonathan with a sample of the poison that he got from the clinics, the antidote they used on him from the clinics, the immunity Mistle created, and the contact information of said botanist.
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[locked from onlystraw and bestmedicine] [May. 26th, 2007|12:43 am]
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teaming up with jonathan crane is proving to be more fascinating then fighting against him (saying something) - and we've barely worked together at all. We haven't worked together at all at all, really.

i'm excited.
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