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In the mean time, through that false lady's train, He was surprised, and buried under beare, He ever to his work returned again; Nathless those fiends may not their work forbear, So greatly his commandement they fear; But there do toil and travail day and night, Until that brazen wall they up do rear. For Merlin had in magic more insight Than ever him before or after living wight.
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[7 March 2021 @ 2:19 pm]
[ mood | nerdy ]

Now that Thalia is back in the city, I can tell you that business is going to pick up exponentially. If anyone is thinking about getting involved in comedy, better get your foot in now, or you're going to miss out.

I've been reading about Stonehenge lately and look at this headline! Those Irish giants were bastards anyway, but it is just fascinating what archaeology can find these days. I read another headline link to this article that said this find "proved" I was real, so that's nice to know. Merlin can be clickbait too, ladies.

This song speaks to me but the answer is Me. I did it. And giants from Ireland.

I'm glad to hear you are back in one piece. You are welcome at the club at anytime, and rest assured you will be perfectly safe with me.

[21 January 2021 @ 12:19 am]
[ mood | pensive ]


I know that facts don't care about your feelings and all, but the fate of the mortals who become entwined with our lives

I'm not even sure what I'm saying. It just makes me sad sometimes, their inevitable fates.


Hello, it's been a while, hasn't it? Fancy a catch up over whiskey and cribbage? I have an 18 year old single malt that just has your name on it.

[10 January 2021 @ 11:24 pm]
[ mood | hopeful ]


Hello, dear. A friend of mine needs a potion brewing and I'm short a couple of things. Would you be so kind as to help me out with this matter?

[21 October 2020 @ 10:18 pm]
[ mood | relaxed ]

[The Sheriff (and Merry Men as well for a laugh)]

[20 October 2020 @ 9:54 pm]
[ mood | chipper ]


Arthur, I was listening to a podcast and I remembered that I care for you quite deeply. How are you?


Greetings, witch, haven't seen you in a while. Fancy a catch up over tea in my library?

text to Luna [9 September 2020 @ 6:02 pm]
[ mood | quixotic ]

Today 10:27 AM
So a little birdie told me that you've gone freelance. If you're looking to build up a new client base, I'd certainly be happy to keep you ✨

[20 July 2020 @ 10:16 am]
[ mood | calm ]


Good morning my dear

I was wondering if we could meet up over coffee? I want to extend my thanks for your handmaiden, and I have a couple of other things I would like to discuss with you. And also, I am eager to make your acquaintance better too, great goddess.

[12 July 2020 @ 11:05 pm]

Good evening my dear,
I would love to extend my thanks and congratulations for your fantastic party of two weekends ago. I'm sorry I didn't say it earlier- it slipped my mind until now, and I thought, I really must thank you. So.

I hope you won't mind my being forward, but we spoke at the party once Hecate parted ways with me, and you offered the services of your lovely handmaiden, the one in the black dress with the tattoos. I was wondering if perhaps we could arrange a day for me to extend her an invitation to attend me at my home next week? She is a very alluring girl and I'd love to see a little more of her, at your discretion of course.

I hope to hear from you soon, and thank you again for your hospitality, my lady.

[23 May 2020 @ 10:20 pm]

Mim, are you busy? I have an interesting proposition for you.

[18 May 2020 @ 9:03 am]
[ mood | optimistic ]


Soooo... did you need any help?

[16 May 2020 @ 10:07 pm]
[ mood | pensive ]

and so I wonder, I mean what's the point of it all except to laugh at these idiots? God they try, they really do. Amerka really put herself through her paces today and she also took her top off so I gave her a B although she really deserved a DD amirite hahaha Who names a child "Amerka" I just can't even with these people.

Anyway there's a show on tonight, open mic, best heckle gets a free drink* and the judge is me. The decision is final and no further correspondence will be entered into.

*I also choose what drink you get. It's a mystery!

[7 November 2012 @ 10:29 pm]
[ mood | okay ]

So Farcical remains closed for the immediate future while I deal with the malarkey of insurance. Thalia and Brangaine, I can't tell you when we'll be opening again properly. The building might not be flooded anymore but sodden isn't the most appealing state for a comedy club to exist in.

But I've weathered worse storms than this. I've created worse storms than this. Maybe the city can return to some sort of state of normalcy very soon. Even if these people don't have a damn idea how to run politics. Another four years of Barack Obama!?

[29 August 2012 @ 8:33 pm]
[ mood | mischievous ]

[Sent to Morgan without a note: a black queen necklace]

[20 March 2012 @ 1:53 am]
conscious shadows )

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