- Posted
- Jun 6th 2006
- Mood
- Nervous
- Music
- End of the World - R.E.M.
Today is 6/6/06. At the stroke of midnight tonight (MST, please adjust if you are in a different timezone), the moon will be eclipsed, turning red as blood. Its crimson light will burn the sky a deep red, and all the stars shall become black as night. Upon this victorious event, the darkness shall erupt from my soul and encase me in a black cocoon for 6 minutes. After which time, I shall break from my prison, reborn anew as the 4th Horseman, Death. (btw: if you know who War, Famine, and Pestilence are, please have them get in contact with me so that we can collaborate)
Anyways, my bones shall twist and crack, reforming themselves into a deplorable marrow scythe, with which I may wrack the souls of the faithful from their body and then, with one of my six mouths, I shall devour their essence. My fanged and draconic visage shall terrify all who look upon it, and all who do will be transformed into my new servants (they kinda resemble Ringwraiths from LotR, so if black isn't your color, just... try not to look at me). With my razor-like claws, I shall rip ye asunder, toss your buildings aside, and eat everything until the univerese is nothing (actually, I just forgot to bring a sack lunch back with me from hell...

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So... yeah. Just wanted to let you guys know so that it's not like some great surprise or something.
RIPPL3R Says:
if the moon doesnt turn red i am going to poke you
Rabid Racoon Says:
*shakes head, sighs, and walks away*
oooo*reads in interest*nice uhhh poem/story thingie thar