memory #23
Aug. 10th, 2011 05:07 pmSignificant Positive - * A whole mess of FreakAngel birthdays. [ headcanon! ]
Okay so this is some before-the-apocalypse stuff. Headcanon in that it is only referred to -- the FreakAngels all have the same birthday, and they always spend that birthday together, pretty much. This is, say, a birthday in the teens, about when they were getting ostracised but before the government. Hard liquor and possibly some recreational drugs involved! But in general -- the point of it -- is a warm sort of happy memory of having friends and belonging to this group and thinking that they're all assholes just mattering significantly less.
GAINED:
+100 general fondness for FreakAngels! This is nice, because Knife currently genuinely does think they're all bastards.
+10 positivity ...
+10 belonging feels pretty nice even in my memories huh.
oh yes and the bpal stuff yes yes. KK's is:
Ozymandias
Desolation. The remnants of an empire, shivering with forgotten glories, a monument to megalomania, sundered power, and colossal loss. Dry desert air, dry and hot, passing over crumbling stone megaliths and plundered golden monuments, bearing a hint of the incense of lost Gods on its winds.
PRETTY RELEVANT!1
Okay so this is some before-the-apocalypse stuff. Headcanon in that it is only referred to -- the FreakAngels all have the same birthday, and they always spend that birthday together, pretty much. This is, say, a birthday in the teens, about when they were getting ostracised but before the government. Hard liquor and possibly some recreational drugs involved! But in general -- the point of it -- is a warm sort of happy memory of having friends and belonging to this group and thinking that they're all assholes just mattering significantly less.
GAINED:
+100 general fondness for FreakAngels! This is nice, because Knife currently genuinely does think they're all bastards.
+10 positivity ...
+10 belonging feels pretty nice even in my memories huh.
oh yes and the bpal stuff yes yes. KK's is:
Ozymandias
Desolation. The remnants of an empire, shivering with forgotten glories, a monument to megalomania, sundered power, and colossal loss. Dry desert air, dry and hot, passing over crumbling stone megaliths and plundered golden monuments, bearing a hint of the incense of lost Gods on its winds.
PRETTY RELEVANT!1