apoxuponyou: (buboes: unconscious)
It was difficult to perceive time.

First, all she knew was pain - fire in every part of her, brutal and burning. She didn't know why it hurt, but it wouldn't stop, and all she could see was the face of a man, cruel and murderous.

Then, there were pieces that started to fall into place. She knew that the man had brought the pain, but she didn't hate him and she knew that she could never do so. There was the feeling that there was something other than herself, a wider world, but she didn't know anything of it.

Which is when a vulture pecked at her eye.

Pestilence screamed, black streams of virulence lashing out around her, until she knew her own mind and her own sad tattered body. And that Loki had finally followed through on his promise and struck her down.

So, she lay in that Iowa field and she felt her body start to reform, piece by excruciating piece, but she had no idea what she was going to do next.
apoxuponyou: (buboes default)
After Loki had flown from the Thames, Pestilence had walked the streets of London, distributing some minor colds and flu and wondering what to do next. She could never allow herself to reach that position again, devoid of resources and waiting for a white knight to save her.

Especially seeing as said white knight was probably about to get a slap on the wrist from the boys Upstairs, and they'd have to stay apart for a while. That thought disturbed her more than she chose to contemplate, as she'd become attached to even the sight of him.

Taking Stupid to a large pasture in upstate Iowa, she dismounted and sent him away, walking over the fields alone. There were pigs roaming free around her, and she wondered if a simple E. coli infection, seeded in various animal populations, would satisfy her need to infect. The mortality rate was fairly low and she would cause more wide-scale panic, which always worked.

Maybe this way, she could live in harmony with Loki, and neither of them would have to-

"Who's there?"
apoxuponyou: (pestilence default)
THE MUSE SUGGESTION MEME FOR ROLEPLAYERS AND WRITERS/ MY THREAD
apoxuponyou: (buboes: happy)
EVENTS IN DECEMBER


December 19th - Christmas Party
Mince pies, mulled wine, and Santa's Grotto!


December 31st - New Year Party
Welcome in the New Year with music, dancing, and champagne!


All at the [livejournal.com profile] reddragoncafe


apoxuponyou: (buboes: happy)
1. Put your mp3 player on shuffle and take the first 25 songs it gives you.
2. Link to the lyrics
3. Let your friends assign you a song to write a drabble to.

Songs here )

Spank me?

Oct. 7th, 2009 05:59 pm
apoxuponyou: (buboes: flirty)
The I'D HIT IT Meme
apoxuponyou: (buboes: flirty)
Confession Meme // I'm listening
apoxuponyou: (buboes: innocent)
The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Eigth Level of Hell - the Malebolge!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
LevelScore
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)Very Low
Level 2 (Lustful)Extreme
Level 3 (Gluttonous)High
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)Very High
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)Very High
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)Moderate
Level 7 (Violent)Very High
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)Extreme
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)Very High

Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test


I'm disappointed. Really.

Underwear

Sep. 22nd, 2009 04:51 pm
apoxuponyou: (buboes: bedroom)
I SEE L O N D O N I SEE F R A N C E
UNDERWEAR MEME

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