Feb 7, 2014
Hello Crowley. Miss me?
Like I miss being strapped to the rack and carved to bits.
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Hello Crowley. Miss me?
Like I miss being strapped to the rack and carved to bits.
Hello Michael.
Father? H-Hello, it is a rare honor to speak with you like this.
Hello Calliel.
Her eyes opened slowly, unsure if the voice she’d heard had not been her own imagination. Ever since she’d fallen from Heaven, communication with her family had be non-existent. Angel Radio as she’d once heard it be referred to, was completely inaccessible.
Trying a mix of meditation and prayer, she’d been in her trance like state for almost an entire day, hoping to contact her family.
“Father?" she uttered tentatively, gaze travelling upwards out of instinct. "Is that really you?”
Hello Claire Novak.
Hi? Have we met? Look, if i stole your wallet or something… I’m not sorry. You shouldn’t be an easy mark. And I probably already spent the money.
My ears are ringing. have you been talking about me?
Not at all...
Why would I want to do that?
Hello Heaven.
Heaven looked at the person talking to her, a bit surprised but said with a smile. “Hello God. It’s good to see you again.”
+chuckisogd
Overwhelmed. That was what she was. She'd felt this before. Well, a variation on it. This was so much worse than that.
"Excuse me," she choked out, trying to move past the man she'd accidentally brushed against.
Hello Jocelyn Schreiber!
I'm sorry. Do I know you?