2; take my love take all i am

[twofoldfury]

WHO: Diarmuid and the Network (+one closed prompt)
WHERE: Libra app!
WHEN: Early 2/2
WHAT: Mr. Sleeping Beauty is awake after canon update.
WARNINGS: Discussion of death. Nasuverse bullshit. Loose drowning imagery as metaphor, will update as needed

( a price i would pay to save all i can )

[treasure 7] and i'm feelin' like a ghost, and it's what i hate the most

[throwmoreswords]

WHO: Gilgamesh + the network
WHERE: the network and maybe Gilgamesh's Serenitea pot at Vergil's house if ya'll wanna swing by?
WHEN: February 1st
WHAT: sometimes, the ghost of you is more present than ever and you have a couple of good things and one really alarming thing to address.

un; AUO, voice post; network

Rejoice, mongrels, for the Wakawaka Zabuun waterpark will be open in a mere two weeks time! It's amazing what you can get done with monetary grease to both the modern workforce and the wheels of bureaucracy! What better place to enjoy a day with your loved ones than in a fully heated, fully functional tropical paradise away from anything tropic? Vergil Vittore's previously informed me that I could 'afford to be less of a skinflint miser' and I suppose I will consider granting VIP passes to the users of this particular application if you ask politely enough.

Secondly! Zulius, ever a visionary and genius ahead of his time, has stumbled upon the concept of a Kaisou Calendar for charity. As he's either announced or will announce, I didn't care enough to check, if you're over the age of 18 and willing to show a little skin for a good cause, feel free to contact either of us. There will be a men's and women's edition; I've seen what you people get horny about. Your taste is impeccable, even if most of your vibes are rancid.

[ he sounds so cheerful, and then he's silent.

there's a long pause, as if Gilgamesh forgot to stop recording his voice. there's a few chirpy beeps, and then he starts speaking again--but it sounds a lot more. stressed? not even slightly resembling his beginning boomingly playful tone, spoken at a normal person level of voice. like he's being held hostage in his own voice post. it appears Goldie has applied a filter to keep certain zealous eyes off of whatever else is happening in his Livejournal entry. ]

And now that most people have dispersed, my body has completely disappeared. Are dreams about whales portentous? [ he's trying to channel bemused ease, but it's probably not working. ] So, I don't have a physical presence anymore, and I feel oddly... floaty. I don't know how to get out of my teapot--it feels strange and staticky when I try, like I might get swept up into whatever magic makes the transition happen and fail to come out on the other end. I've passed through the walls of my house several times and it gets no less jarring each time it happens.

Any information regarding rampant curses or unexpected magic would be appreciated.

... I do have a more focused suspicion as to what my sudden weight loss might be attributed to, but I'd rather not entertain that right now if there's some plague of de-materialization sweeping the city. It would be. Bothersome.

... thank you for your time. I suppose.

Why must this be so difficult to end--

[ how do you poke the off button when you don't have hands?? slam your spirit against it until electricity does something and you're left in eerie, uncomfortable silence, feeling odd and fallen apart. do they make gloves that let incorporeal fingers work swipe lockscreens? ]