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[Tuesday, September 1st 2009] |
There are certain days in which I wish we had rules against drinking under a certain age.
I just had a fairly inebriated young woman come into the church and proposition me in the middle of a rather important conversation with a worshiper. Thank the Lord for discreet stunning charms.
Girls under the age of 17 should not be allowed out so late without a chaperon. Perhaps it is sexist, but it is reality. There are far too many dangers for children like she. Though I am also of the distinct mind that no woman should be allowed out past a certain time without a chaperon, even if I do realize how unrealistic this is.
It would still be nice to see men act as men should, and fathers do the same. It is a damned shame such a pretty girl is so lost at such a young age. Makes me dread the idea of what pains she will go through as a result of this lascivious behavior.
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| Sinners, Saints, and C-4 Explosives. |
[Tuesday, July 14th 2009] |
[Private to Mulciber]
( We need... )
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[Private to Walburga]
( Oh fuck it )
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[Sally]
( Dinner invitations )[/]
One must sometimes wonder at the strangeness of God and religion. What is it that permits us such an existence? So unnatural according to the words spoken through the bible. "Thou shalt not suffer a witch to live" and yet here we stand, beings of power and a contrast to seemingly every written word. I grew up with the belief that magic was the touch of the Beast. Father was adamant about such things. One must always be strong to resist temptations, as we were born damned, and as such, were not as innocent as the muggles around us. We had to strive to do not a singular transgression. Whatever ill befell us was our own doing, for the simple crime of being born.
Sinners. Demons, he would sometimes say, brought from the very bowels of hell and shoved into a body of mortal skin. We were to try to prove ourselves capable of redemption, for we had promised God such. We had struck a bargain, you see -- we would show that we were worthy of God's Grace, should remove us from the pits of Hell which Lucifer had claimed our souls for. And were we to fail our test, we would be returned to our unhappy Master in the fiery core of the Earth, whom would ensure our fates were a million times worse than any human.
Perhaps it is why I so feared to die. I have been marked by my "gift", and have done nothing to prove that I am worthy of the kindness of the Lord normal men so quickly received - that of mercy and grace. The assumption that one muggle could live a life of sin and simply ask for forgiveness in those fleeting moments, and find a path to Heaven awaiting him on the other side. There was no savior for us. There was no hope. Should we speak back to our Father, or disrespect our Mother, we would never be forgiven. If our trousers were dirtied, we were to be returned to Hell.
I have lived a life of debauchery, shaming my Lord and doing naught but proving how truly worthy I am of the title of Demon.
Yet I do not feel like one.
I do not feel like much of anything at all, to be quite honest.
I believe my father's logic may have been flawed.
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[Sunday, June 21st 2009] |
[Private to Sally]
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[Private to Septimus]
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[Private to Lily]
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Some weeks, I absolutely love my job.
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| Announcement from The Council |
[Wednesday, June 10th 2009] |
Attention, Denizens of New Europe.
I, Charlus Potter, acting as a representative for the High Council, have been selected to explain a problem which has just recently cropped up in respect to members of society.
As we live in a realm that is new, performing acts of magic and manipulation of powers on levels never before seen, there are prone to be some errors. These errors manifest themselves in many ways, typically unnoticed to those who are not looking. The most tragic, and most rare of these errors occurs in the person themselves.
When pulling over some, there is a chance that the process can go wrong. There is also the chance that their mind, or magic, may experience side effects that can do damage to their health. This has happened only once before, during our initial transitions here when we as Hallowed were the first to come over as the experimental population, in order to ensure the safety for all of you.
But there are always unexpected factors, and one has recently come up. Terry Boot, a well respected citizen, experienced such. Currently, he has been removed from this world and put into a place where he will be safe, and we will be able to learn of the complications that came up, and whether or not it is healthy for him to be here.
This is an occurrence that is incredibly rare. Have you any questions, you may feel free to contact myself, the Hallowed, your Council Representative, or the Kaiser.
Sincerely,
Charlus Potter
High Council
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