THE FORSAKEN - We aim to burn...
POSTED BY: chrisisall
UPDATED: Friday, July 14, 2006 19:16
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*roasts a s'more over her palm*
Yums!
*eyes coffee*
Any of those mocha? I shouldn't have caffiene before bed, but it sure sounds good.
*tosses a few bibles onto the fire for more fuel*
Actually, tea would be good, too.
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hey there, PhoenixRose....have you done somethng with your hair?
really great pix....
here, just hold these 'mallows & hersheys a sec... i think you'll have instant smores pretty fast.....
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Originally posted by Dayve:
hey there, PhoenixRose....have you done something with your hair?
really great pix....
Why thank you! (This would be my avatar if I thought I had a chance of actually getting a custom one (don't know if I could shrink it, though, come to think...) Anyway, it's certainly my favorite picture of myself. Though esspecially for this thread, I wish it were easier to tell I'm wearing a pentacle. Oh well.)
I have a few different fiery hairstyles, but this on is the most dramatic.
*insa-roasts another few s'mores and hands them around*
I forgot how good these were. Num num.
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I am hungry for smore smores! Oooog Cup of chino! My favorite! Can anyone tell me why River keeps stalking me?
I am on The List. We are The Forsaken and we aim to burn!
"We don't fear the reaper"
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Originally posted by FutureMrsFIllion:
Can anyone tell me why River keeps stalking me?
My theory is that she ain't quite right.
She's been stalking a few people *pauses and looks around* not me yet, though. Has she killed you yet?
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Well she keeps whipping out her gun. But I am FUTUREMRSFILLION and therefore claim the protection of Nathan Fillion and we all know NATHAN can stop time and death 
I am on The List. We are The Forsaken and we aim to burn!
"We don't fear the reaper"
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Well that's good then.
Here, have one of my hand-made s'mores!
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River killed me earlier today. I, apparently, am a bloody, meaty mess now. 
But it did look as though the rest of the Forsaken were coming to get revenge. By the way, I was apparently a giant tuna. I think she just needs some hugs...as long as someone can wrangle her into a straight-jacket...and then we can forcefeed her some s'mores!
Deb
Serendipityagain.com
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Well I think a HUG RIVER thread is comin on!
Forsaken UNITE!
I am on The List. We are The Forsaken and we aim to burn!
"We don't fear the reaper"
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Originally posted by FutureMrsFIllion:
Can anyone tell me why River keeps stalking me?
off her meds i spose... she got me last night...
unfortunately i can be just as melodramatic as she.... this was my demise and reincarnation from that thread...
(too much telemundo i guess...)
Originally posted by RiveR6213:
River standing over him, reloading her crossbow.
...the bolt entered just between the 3rd and 4th rib on the left side, puncturing the lung and lodging in the vertebra, rupturing the spine. He lay motionless as the lifeblood and spinal fluid seeped from his body onto the cobblestone floor... his eyes fixed on the water damaged ceiling.... a walleye....no, pike... maybe a large rainbow trout....seemed to swim effortlessly in the purplish stain and began to cloud.... the cotton encroaching on his senses....
The consciousness that was Dayve freed itself from the lump of flesh and bone sprawled on the ground. It was aware. It floated above the scene. It looked only ahead. There was a sound coming from somewhere... recognizable as the song that had haunted the mortal for oh these many days.... Imogen Heap.... Hide and Seek... it was clear and perfect in the glowing, translucent air... it came from all sides - better than stereo; quadraphonic; dolby-esque.... it was his sanctuary... it called him to... somewhere.... somewhere better than he had been.
A sudden realization washed over this floating orb.... it had been set free. A joyous feeling engulfed its being. The person... the River... had done this. Had she known the full effects of her actions? Was she alone in the knowledge of what awaited each of us beyond the pale. The essence that was Dayve felt a deep abiding love for River.... The River.... the giver of perfection.
As the mist begin to clear and the drifting anomaly focused its being onto the surroundings, a strange sight formed before it..... an azure sky, so blindingly blue, the being felt the need to shield itself, but of course that was unnecessary - a foreground came into play - a color green the mortal had only seen in Photoshoped, Avadon stills and that once at his own computer when he had achieved such a scene by mere accident. And then it was upon him.... the Gold Wing - the conveyance - the chariot of dreams..... he approached to find it not unlike a distant memory of one such as this, but for the extras.... the chrome luggage rack... the “Ring of Fire” lighting on the front wheel... the sheepskin pad on the gleaming leather seat.....
This, then, would be his final mount, the ride to the stars.... Already the sky had darkened and the points of light twinkled an invitation. He sat upon the bike and it was already humming beneath him.... the music quietly filled his senses and with a slight twist of the wrist he departed this realm....
With one last thought of the mortal world below him, he concentrated with all his being so that the Forsaken below might hear his thoughts....
“The SAFE WORD... use the SafeWord...” but then he realized that they would each be better in this place - just don’t drive Hummers.....
...”now it’s time to say goodnight... goodnight, .... sleep tight....” the strains of the old Lennon/McCartney lullaby gathering in the cloudless sky..... Goodnight everybody, everywhere.......
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