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June 19th, 2009
10:49 pm - 005 - [Voice]
It truly is amazing how you mortals will shriek and bemoan, or otherwise become fixated upon that which is not important. Are your attacks gone now? Your worries are inconsequential because a man awoke as a woman, or because someone has changed bodies with another? We have suffered through worse. We suffer worse monthly.
Sometimes I lament my lack of mortality, but then I am remind of why I was once proud.
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June 5th, 2009
05:32 pm - 004 - [Voice]
A zealot is a viper. It is a surprise that they were let alone long enough for it to come to this. The brood should have been nipped in the bud and their delusions crushed long before.
This contaminated water can be purified. I have the means to do so.
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May 30th, 2009
12:01 am - 003 - [Voice]
I wonder...
Is the king dead?
And should that be the case, should we cry long life to the new King or Queen? Or wish they had left our previous tyrant in command?
Several of those hybrid creatures ran down to the Shadow Temple. I wish them the joy of it.
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May 28th, 2009
12:16 am - 002 - [Voice]
You think you would at least be sure to clean out the vermin.
[A sound like a sudden, harsh drawn-in breath, and the faintest scream scratching at the edge of hearing can be heard. A rustle of fabric, which would be Raziel re-settling his cowl, is heard before he speaks again.]
Very little seems to have changed to this place structurally. Its inhabitants remain coming and going, I see.
Kain and Janos are gone.
There are more Dementors than I recall haunting this place. Perhaps the Reaver will serve to keep them away. They avoided it best they could back then.
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May 24th, 2009
01:54 pm - 001 - [Voice]
[The recording runs in silence for a short while.
A snort.]
Well, it's certainly better than spending eternity trapped in a sword. I'll grant it that, if nothing else.
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May 23rd, 2009
03:52 pm - OOC: How's My Driving?
How am I doing with Raziel? do you have a complaint or criticism? Anon posting is on, comments are screened.
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March 24th, 2009
11:19 am - 038 - [Voice]
I wonder about that Tower, to be true. It holds the worlds together, does it not? Is it not then like the Pillars of Nosgoth? Or is the Tower more like Nosgoth itself, and the Pillars like the structures of the Tower? They are the beams which hold the world up, from my understanding. They have are a lock, so they have a key. Is the Tower similar in construction to them, though perhaps - bizarre as it is to even think it - on a grander and even more powerful scale?
Would that I could understand it. A shame that there seems to be no guardians of the Tower, where there were guardians of the Pillars. That would make things infinitely more simple to understand.
( Locked to Xemnas//Hackable )
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March 16th, 2009
03:52 pm - 037 - [Voice]
And to think I spent most of my unlife determined to be separated from that rotted cancer of a thing. I wonder how many saw the creature, however? He is only able to be seen by those pure of heart and soul. Or purified.
A great influx of people, it would seem. It always seems to happen over the span of three days, does it not? I wonder if there is a reason. Perhaps the barriers between worlds are weakened then?
Ah, I do not claim to know.
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March 13th, 2009
05:33 pm - 036 - [Voice]
[The voice which speaks fills up the mind. While one hears it, it is impossible to imagine hearing anything else. It is powerful, ancient, heard through the bones and the very soul.]
Raziel.
What do you gain by this foolish defiance? You are my soul reaver, my angel of death. Return, my wayward child, and cease these messaniac delusions. I am the hub of the wheel, Raziel. I am eternity.
I am your destiny.
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March 7th, 2009
02:52 pm - 035 - [Voice]
Heart-Stealer.
As one to another: enter my territory or fight my battles, and I will be the one feasting upon the heart of your being. Do you understand me?
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March 6th, 2009
09:38 pm - 034 - [Voice]
Are organs always so noisy, or is it simply that I forgot how they were?
A thank you to my lady Beatrix and my lady Zelda for their aid. Kinder souls I know not.
Janos, how did you fare with humanity? I cannot imagine the experience was at all easy or familiar for you. And it would appear that another of our wonderful city's experiences is coming up for you. The Dark Tower looms ever closer.
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March 5th, 2009
09:04 am - 033 - [Video]
[The communicator is activated by a fall to the ground. Considering that Raziel usually wedges it under his cowl, it's not surprising that the sudden difference of shape underneath it caused it to slip free. For a moment, there is only a confused, misted look at the sky directly above, and then a hand passes over it, leaning heavily just to the right. It's not a three taloned claw with blue muscle tissue stretched across it; it is a normal human hand, long fingered and clever. Some of the bandages over Raziel's arms have slipped over it. Breathing, harsh, shocked breathing, can be heard.
The hand passes back over it, pulling a rather damp looking red tunic with black leggings over with him. The grip is clumsy, not well-practiced, and the view is momentarily obscured by the falling tunic. Clumsy rustling sounds might be heard before the view is unobstructed, and Raziel, on unsteady legs, is standing. He is wearing the black leggings (very poorly laced) and his cowl around his face... but that isn't the strangest thing.
He's human. Not vampire or simply an illusion cast over his blasted form; fully human. Relatively good looking, with dark hair and eyes, and also very, very cold. He nearly falls as he pulls the tunic on. His breathing is sharp, disbelieving.
The coiled mists of the graveyard cloy around him, and he shudders so badly he nearly topples. He does topple when he reaches over the communicator to grasp something else. It cuts the feed off.]
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March 3rd, 2009
02:04 pm - 032 - [Voice]
Why, with a sharp eye and a look at the surroundings, it seems anyone can be as good a soothsayer as Moebius.
[The sarcasm leaves his voice when next he speaks.]
Janos Audorn is here, then.
How fortunate Kain has no need of his heart. Paradoxes never feel pleasant.
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February 25th, 2009
08:22 pm - 031 - [Voice]
I do not see what the problem is.
Why is there ash falling from the sky? Does that not herald an attack of some sort?
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February 14th, 2009
07:35 pm - 030 - [Voice]
As witty as the ditty about Kain tearing my wings for love of me was, I would like to make it known than we are not, and have never been, romantically involved.
... Now really, the one about me stealing his heart seems to take it in a truly figurative sense. I stole his heart quite literally. I would prefer it not mocked as it was a turning point in our destiny together...
I find myself rather disliking this human celebration.
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February 12th, 2009
01:38 pm - 029 - [Voice]
How bizarre. One who took my advice got what they wanted. I confess I am shocked.
This... moat, around the church. The black water with the drowned fool in it. Is it the same solution which was once piped through the town fountain? If so, why not purify it the way that was purged? Surely that would make sense.
Of course, it is a larger solution, and I cannot see the devout idiots taking kindly to my presence there. Would that I had cover and a reason, I could be persuaded. I mislike the sound of their false goddess the more I hear of her.
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February 3rd, 2009
02:07 pm - 028 - [Voice]
I confess the sound of the mountain lion, should that be what it was, was a rather more pleasant thing to hear than the calls of those last night. For a moment, I had thought myself once more in the realm of my old benefactor. The amount of souls there who knew my name was mildly disconcerting at first, but they all were cycled through that monster.
I confess I found it strange to have Xemnas call my name. What part of his empty soul did he call for, I wonder? Surely he would not have missed it. I am more surprised that the young wolf was not calling for his. Still, I suppose he screamed enough on the wind.
( Private//Hackable )
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January 29th, 2009
11:25 am - 027 - [Voice]
Truly, the addition of others in this bland and lifeless world has done nothing to benefit it. When they do not speak of carnal pleasures, they cause petty strife and build walls against each other. Surely, if you live in such harsh conditions, it would be for your own benefit as much as for others? But mortals have never been known for looking at the larger picture.
[A snort]
Indeed, and some immortals too.
The bland taste of these Poes begins to weary me. Often it is hard to tell which spirits would do ill to the consumer, and which would invigorate him. I cannot help but crave something strong once more.
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