Archived-Sash

I retreated into safety, the world of illusion, in the stage, in the footlights, all eyes on me and no-one really seeing Because I do not talk backwards, because I do not say (Tgin Emoceb Seilfrettub) And the night does not become butterflies. I give nothing of myself to the audience, As I do it with mirrors And string And sleight The delusion of illusion and the hand deceives the eye... My life is strobed like lightning by a follow-spot, And looking backwards I can only see The corpses of the animals and birds who strutted with me on the darkened stage And helped me fool them all. Charms of birds And hatsful of dead rabbits. - Zatara, Book One:The Invisible Labyrinth The Books Of Magic, by Neil Gaiman

See these eyes so green - I can stare for a thousand years; colder than the moon. It's been so long, and I've been putting out fires with gasoline.

Enchanter of the Free Council
Born: 1987
Age: 28 (like many of her Path, however, she looks younger)
Sleeper Alias: Olivia Twist
Rank: "I'm versatile."
Physical description: Grunge-hot, trashglam, derby-chic; tall, leggy, and dressed like a thrift store manniquin, Sash rocks poker-straight pale blonde hair, torn leggings, and usually a few incidental scrapes and bruises. She has a dainty tattoo of a red heart on the webbing of her left thumb, matched by a black spade on the right, as well as a cadeuceus on the left side of her neck, and is never seen without a black bowler or trilby hat, out of which she is seen to conjure all manner of tricks.
Nimbus: The hush of the crowd before the big act comes on stage, the dizzying tingle of chemistry immediately before lips meet for the first time, the frozen moment in a fight just before the first punch is thrown. Electric anticipation, breathless silence. Goosebumps and the pulsing of blood in ears. Thrill and euphoria, seething lust and surging aggression. The prickle of imminent possibility, like riding the crest of a wave. Pure rush, volatile and addictive.
Themesong: Hero by Regina Spektor: Power to the people; we don't want it, we want pleasure. And the TVs try to rape us, and I guess that they're succeeding. And we're going to these meetings, but we're not doing any meaning. And we're trying to be faithful, but we're cheating, cheating, cheating. I'm the hero of this story, don't need to be saved - no-one's got it all
Would Be Played In A Movie By: Imogen Poots
Defining Quote: "Before you decide to fuck with me, you should probably know who I am; I'm the glitch in the system. The spanner in the works. The bug in the code. I am Rumsfeld's unknown unknown. The unquantifiable element. Outside reality, and outside probability. I cannot be predicted, and I do not behave. I am the Laughing Liar. The Gambler. The Magician. The Fool. I am creative energy and defiance and will and incontrovertible destiny. I serve dark Gods, and am served by them. I am the Singularity. I am the Third Option. You can keep your precious alpha and omega; I am all over you from beta to psi. And I am here to fuck up everything you've been chuckling so smugly to yourself about."

In formal mode; Sash in Perth, June, 2015.

Dealer's choice; Sash in Brisbane, January, 2015.

Timeline

Lir: "Do something! You have the power! I will kill you if you don't do something!" Schmendrick: "I cannot - not all the magic in the world can help her now." Molly: "Then what is magic for? What is the use of wizardry if it cannot even save a unicorn?" Schmendrick: "...that's what heroes are for." The Last Unicorn, by Peter S. Beagle

• April, 1987: born in Newcastle to boilermaker Daniel Grant and his Russian bride, Valeriya Volkova.
• September, 1993: brother, Mischa, is born.
• January, 1998: mother, Valeriya, diagnosed with breast cancer.
• August, 2000: after a long, hard struggle, Valeriya passes away.
• December, 2001: Awakens, and runs away from home, taking Mischa with her.
• 2002 - 2003: Promoted to parent and living on the street, she scrounges a living for her brother and herself, grifting and stealing and performing tricks.
• July, 2003: Discovered by Damocles, who schools her in the reality of her gift, and introduces her to Awakened society. Tongue-in-cheek, adopts the name Olivia Twist (often introduced simply as "Twist", and known affectionately to some as "Twistie").
• November, 2004: Meets the boy who would become Ricochet in Surfers Paradise during schoolies week, and the two quickly become close friends.
• 2005 - 2008: Continues her magic act, and as her skills grow, so does her following. Adopts the stage-name Sash the Spectacular, which eventually becomes more commonly-used - without the adjective - by fellow Mages than her original shadow-name. Acts as eyes on the street for the Sydney Consilium. Often travels to other Cities to help other Mages with issues that crop up requiring a magically versatile and physically dynamic agent.

With The Director.

• 2009: Is briefly pledged to the Silver Ladder, before being summarily booted when she proves to be just about the personification of everything that is antithetical to the entire Order. The Free Council take her gladly.
• 2010 - 2011: Continues performing, scamming, keeping her finger on the pulse of Sydney's Inner West, and occasionally traveling to assist other Consiliae.
• 2012: Becomes a popular finalist on the reality TV show, Australia's Got Talent, launching her briefly to national attention. Is obliged to drop out when dealing with a threat to the Sydney Consilium overwhelms her schedule, and also at the insistence of I. P. Smith.
• May, 2013: Witnesses Ricochet's Awakening, and is overjoyed to include her best friend in her shadow-life.
  • June, 2013: Greets her old Master, The Director, at the airport on his return from the States, and welcomes him back into the country.
• February, 2014: The timebomb drops in Sydney. Most of the Consilium is wiped out. Sash is interstate at the time, and so survives, but returns to a different timeline than the one she left.
• October, 2014: Chairs the Free Council meeting at the national gathering of all persons esoteric and arcane, and is a significant force in the initial uncovering of the timestream diversion that was effecting them all, and then in the discovery of the time-doors nearby, and their effects. Three weeks later, travels to Canberra and assists Beckett Shore in a delicate parley with the Seers of the Throne.
• December, 2014: Answers a summons from The Director to fly to Perth at one day's notice and assist in a ceremonial capacity with the signing of the new Charter of that Consilium. Is drawn into a matter effecting The Pinnacle, and with standard gung ho-ness, takes a running dive into it, head-first.
  • Late December, 2014: Travels to Canberra to comfort a grieving Beckett Shore, after the execution of Princess Pwnage. Gets both of them shot to pieces by Banishers. After a quick triage in Beckett's kitchen, mostly consisting of a sharpened spoon and a needle threaded with fishing-line, they both go out drinking and, somewhere along the line, forget to seek medical attention until several hours later.
• January, 2015: Accompanies Beckett Shore to Brisbane to stop the demon-possessed corpse of Princess Pwnage, and with the help of the local Consilium, they manage to put her down. Sash winds up with the grisly task of being the one to successfully dig the soul-stone out of the burning cadaver, before it is completely destroyed. She is observed to be uncharacteristically terse throughout the entire affair, and even to fumble her cards a few times.
• March, 2015: Returns to Canberra. Is drawn into an excursion to a part-Arcadian pocket realm, to examine some Atlantean ruins; while there, becomes embroiled with the Canberra Consilium in a tense standoff with what appears to all intents to be Cernunnos, The Horned God. After a desperate battle, largely driven by mortal terror, the Mages triumph and he is apparently defeated. Sash, Evelynne and Beckett immediately leave, head to the nearest pub, and begin drinking furiously to forget.

Sash and Beckett, immediately before turning to face The Horned God. Yeah, it got weird.

• April, 2015: Signs a five-show contract with Cosentino the Illusionist, to open for him on his Australian tour, and invites Beckett Shore along for the ride. Plays host to Romulus Arlington, while he's in town on business, acting as his guide in a whirlwind tour of Sydney. Two weeks later, travels back to Canberra. Meets and forms a friendly relationship with the enigmatic Mr Joker. Does some mysterious business with the Changelings, Belladonna, Specter and Alexander Cross. Following the conclusion of the deal, she disappears into private conference with Belladonna for an hour, from which they both emerge looking haunted and shaken, and she accompanies the three fae back to Brisbane.
• May, 2015: Completes the tour with the final show in Perth, and at the afterparty has a tense encounter with a few local vampires. Returning to Canberra, she then finds herself unexpectedly conscripted into some gangbusting activities, investigating the giant scorpions that have been terrorising the City and interrogating a couple of local drug dealers, but bows out with a, "Fuck, no." when the rest of her posse decide to reconnoiter a warehouse directly opposite Banisher HQ. Hours later, Evelynne collapses through the door, shot to pieces and bleeding to death; Sash quickly triages her, then bundles her up, throws her into the car and starts driving for medical assistance. They are intercepted on the road by Ackbar, who heals Evelynne's wounds and restores her to full health, after they pull over.

Then, at Dresden's request, she and Beckett return to Brisbane to lend their experience to the investigation of an Atlantean domain inside a closed dimension. There, they battle booby-traps and glass golems, but the party eventually emerges triumphant. In addition, they bring certain samples to Freak for laboratory analysis, and despite his unpopularity within his local Consilium, they get along like a house on fire. Then she visits the Changeling Freehold, with Beckett in tow, setting the cat among the pigeons amongst the Monarchs before smoothly talking her way past their reservations into a welcome, making the very friendly acquaintance of the Spring Court, and beginning negotiations of a commercial nature with Jarlath Stern.

Interview with the vampires, in Perth. Left to right; Ziggy, Maeve and Shroud. Not pictured anywhere; appropriate terror.

• June, 2015: Travels to Perth on a diplomatic mission to the Requiem Court, and engages in some delicate negotiations with the new Prince, Maeve, in the company of Ziggy and Shroud. Witnesses the true nature of vampires, despite all protestations to the contrary.
  

One week later, attends the local Consilium with Beckett, and they help the Golden Quill run through yet another Atlantean vault, cracking wise about deja vu all the while. After the return to the sanctum, she is seen entering into private conference with The Director, and leaves shortly thereafter.

• July, 2015: Attends the Brisbane Consilium with Beckett, presents Freak with some...interesting paraphenalia gathered from Perth, and assists him and Dresden in a matter of utmost personal importance.

Visits the Freehold and helps them locate a missing member of their ranks, whose safety had been a cause of great concern. An intel leak and subsequent diplomatic incident then occurs which leads to the night ending in a state of extreme tension between the Lost and their Awakened guests, and resulting in an acrimonious episode between Sash and Beckett.

History

"First rule of magic; always be the smartest guy in the room." - J. Daniel Atlas, Now You See Me

"Trust me."

An agent of chaos, a harbinger of change, and a talented sorcerer walk into a bar. The barman says, "Hello, Sash."
Fast-talking, indefatigably cheery and compellingly cocky, Sash ("Not the baddest motherfucker in the Valley, but definitely the one that's getting out alive") is a charming rogue. As an enemy, she'll get you every red light when you're in a hurry, and sour your milk overnight; as a friend, she'll turn up at your house at 4am on a weeknight drunk and expecting to crash on your couch, but you can trust her never to swear in front of your boss or your mum, and to wingman for you like the Devil himself.
If she has a macro flaw, it is that her amusing irreverence sometimes veers right up to the very brink of dangerous recklessness, which can be outright obnoxious for her companions, but this also makes her uniquely well-adjusted for the life on the edge of the impossible that being Awakened entails.

To say that Sash does not know when to sit down, shut up and stop drawing attention to herself is to suggest that she is not in total and conscious control of her actions, which would be to do her a disservice. She has simply been Awake too long, faced down too many eldritch powers, endured too much weirdness and survived too much danger to really be outwardly intimidated by anything, anymore.
She's quick-witted, exciting and easily distracted. She's brilliant, ambitious and utterly anarchic. She's trouble in tight pants. All her friends have bailed her out of lockup at least once, and she's forever getting worked over by the mob for running her game on the wrong corner, or fleecing the wrong guy.
She's a thrill and a worry, and one of these days, she's going to get in over her head...
If only you didn't like her so damned much.

She has recently been diagnosed by an astute friend as having, "stealth Knight Errant Tendencies".

Currently

Which Sash do you want? Sash, the brilliant social engineer? Sash, the talented and charismatic illusionist? Or Sash, the morally-unreliable, substance-addicted criminal?

Her habit for travel notwithstanding, Sash currently lives in Sydney, working as a surprisingly successful (Fame:1) street magician, intermittent pro gambler and occasional pickpocket. She says she's just waiting for the right backer to catapult her to superstardom. She says she's going to be the next Criss Angel.
She says a lot of things.
With the completion of her recent national tour supporting Cosentino the Grand Illusionist, however, it looks like she might be well on her way, after all...

Quotes

"There’s daggers in men’s smiles. The near in blood, the nearer bloody." - Donalbain, Act Three Macbeth, by William Shakespeare

Quotes by

"Probability and I agreed to see other people."

- the only explanation she ever offers, about anything.

"People will always conflate charisma with virtue. That's my bread and butter, right there."

- on the subject of her singular effectiveness as a diplomatic agent, oft-repeated.

"Not so much 'off the wagon', as 'crushed under the wheels'..."

- an intoxicated epigram.

"Well, you know what they say...Acanthus rush in where Obrimos fear to tread."

- to Artemis Arlington in Perth, June, 2015.

"Generally? Pen-testing reality."

- in response to being asked by a vampire, "What are you doing here?", in Perth, June, 2015.

"I don't believe in good and evil. I don't. I think, like many extremes, they're illusory concepts dreamed up by people too insecure to accept that ethical complexity is a inextricable bloody fact of life. So, no, I think it's a false dichotomy. What I do believe in are smart choices and dumb choices, good luck and bad luck, necessity and gratuity, and people I care about versus people I don't."

- while discussing the grim prospect of having to lobotomise some very dangerous infants, in Canberra, May, 2015.

"Fee-fi-fo fuck no."

- on the subject of Ogres, via email, April, 2015.

"I am Sash the Spectacular, Mercury Rising, Hermes of the Fallen World, Laughing Liar to Angels and Demons, Red Daughter of The Wolf, and I. Will not. Be hunted."

- bluffing The Horned God that she wasn't terrified, Canberra, March, 2015.

"How am I again the voice of reason? Have you people met me? I'm a mess, fuck!"

- in Brisbane, January, 2015.

"Look, at this point, all we have to fear is Fear Itself - and, if you ask me, Fear Itself needs better duds, to really make the impact that he's looking for."

- in reference to the overtly sinister costume of the Lichtor, Threat, to Beckett Shore. November, 2014.

"Convictions are for Obrimos; Mastigos have motives - Acanthus make choices."

- oft-repated, clarifying a matter of moral semantics.

"Oh, I hate angels..."

- a rote complaint, groaned aloud whenever the subject of dealing with agents of the Aether arises.

"Spidermage, Spidermage, does whatever a Spidermage does..."

- often overheard during her parkour runs.

Quotes about

"Ugh. She needs an ankle monitor."

- I. P. Smith

"There are times when we don't tell others what is happening in our own backyards because it is too sensitive, or because we don't have time to spread intel while it's ongoing. Or we assume no-one would be foolish enough to just waltz into an entire building full of cryptids with 'What Do You Mean I Shouldn't Appear Live On National Television?' Sash!"

- I. P. Smith, to Beckett Shore

"She's a jumpy girl, got up me for cleaning my gun. I mean, it wasn't like I was going to shoot anyone, or anything like that! She's friendly enough, I suppose; just far too talkative for my liking."

- Striker

*laughs heartily* "Sash? Pure gold, that girl. I regret having to leave that one behind - if ever I needed a 2IC, it would this one every time. If I had five mages like her, we'd bring an end to the Quiet by the end of the month."

- The Director

"I'm sorry, man, but Sash only has three emotions; mischievous, drunk and smoke-bomb. And hungry! Never forget hungry. But not, like, love. That'd just be weird."

- Ricochet

"Sash's show was amazing! I hope she comes back soon!"

- Shroud

"Oh, my God, those are not pants! You are not dressed! Go put some clothes on!"

- Evelynne, about Sash's shiny, black, lamé-clad arse.

"No! Bad Sash! No transmuting his soul shard into iron!"

- Beckett, after a visit to the Brisbane freehold wherein certain Changelings made extremely poor life choices

"How do apparently all the wrong decisions, mixing with bad crowds, and with that attitude, come together into one of the most dynamic and effective individuals I've seen?"

- Dresden after another whirlwind visit by Sash to Brisbane

Conversations

"No, Sash, I do not in fact want to know what you did on your weekend - I would happily continue in blissful ignorance, enjoying my bagel, and this shitty coffee. Unfortunately for me, I can't do that, because I need to know if I should expect a pack of candy-raver werewolves to come asking about their missing truck in the next few days...or if your weekend has actually been noteworthy."

"...fuckin' candy-ravers? What sort of a loose cannon do you take me for?!"

- with I. P. Smith, July, 2015.

"You're my hero, Evie. You really are. But, you know, a girl, like."

"So, heroine, then."

"No. Never that."

- with Evelynne, May 2015.

"He says, 'only trusted members of the Consilium'. I'm a trusted member of the Consilium, right?"

"Well, Piper, you're definitely a member of the Consilium."

- with Piper Rayvenryder, April, 2015.

"Look, people get themselves all invested in the wrong concepts, and they lose perspective. Take truth, for example; it's not actually important whether something technically happened or not, the only thing that matters is whether reality is served by the story."

"Sash...that sounds an awful lot like a blatant and flimsy excuse for lying."

"Well, not just lying; it excuses a lot of history, too."

- with I. P. Smith, February, 2015.

"I may have accidentally wiped twenty-four hours of my own memory trying to do exactly the same thing to them, due to their shielding..."

"Hell, I've had weekends like that, too."

- to Beckett Shore, December, 2014.

"Calm yourself. It will not happen, child."

"Firstly, I'm not a child. I'm a sixteen-year veteran spell-slinger, which means I have seen shit, including more than one would-be apocalypse, and I am calm - startin' to get pissed off, now, but calm - and just because I'm Robin to his Batman does not mean I'm your monkey, no matter who the Hell or Heaven you are, so I'd be very appreciative if you'd reciprocate the courtesy and respect I have shown you up to this point, or, unless he says otherwise, I'll put you on top of a fucking Christmas tree."

- to a certain angel she'd just met, December, 2014.

"Look, man, I don't care what you think you saw, clearly you were tripping balls - and we should probably get you a blood test - because fairies do not, can not, have not and never will exi-...actually. Hunh."

"What?"

"I...guess it doesn't really leave a lot of room for skepticism when you routinely light your smokes with magic, does it?"

- with Ricochet, November, 2014.

"Why? How? Why? Would you...ever...join The Silver Ladder?"

"...I just wanted to be somebody."

"You're somebody to me."

- with Ricochet, September, 2013.

"Sash, you've got two choices; gracefully bow out now, due to 'family issues', or you can have the entire panel of judges rip your act to shreds in front of a national audience."

"Jesus Christ, Javert; alright, already. Just one question, though; is your beef with the idea of 'fun' in general, or just me having it in particular?"

- with I. P. Smith, on her brief reality TV career, August, 2012.

"Whoah, there, Captain Bigotry! Let's just pump the breaks on the Prejudice Train, shall we? We have no evidence that vampires are universally awful."

*later that night*

"...okay, so vampires are pretty much universally awful."

"Cool. Do I get a prize?"

"There are no prizes for racism, Tommy."

- with a former Cabal mate, alt. timeline, January, 2009.

Rumors

"If you're going to be crazy, you have to get paid for it or else you're going to be locked up." - Hunter S. Thompson

• Has no real magic, only tricks.
  • Has no tricks, only real magic.
    • Even the Guardians aren't sure, which is why she's such a source of vexation to them.
• Attended a Free Council meeting while deathly hungover, during which she pulled a rabbit out of her hat. Then turned it into a sandwich. Then ate it. To say nothing of the detox smoothie she conjured from thin air...
  • And still managed to have Dresden asking her counsel. Now that's magic.
• It's all an act. She's a plant for the Guardians.
• Will be heading up "Running Away Classes" for the Free Council
• Is very, very pissed-off about the death of Princess Pwnage
• Literally sold Fae magic to the Changelings.
  • What, like ice to the eskimos?
    • Yes.
      • ...so, what did they pay her?
        • Sash isn't talking...only smirking, wordlessly.
          • Applications for GotV stress leave are at an all time high.
• Those three strokes of glitter on her cheek are not actually makeup, but scars from where she got mauled by a really fabulous werewolf.
  • Shut up, Ricochet.
• You can call it cirrhosis and lung cancer. Sash calls it breakfast.

Inspirations and Soundtrack

"I don't believe in no-win scenarios." - James T. Kirk, Star Trek

• Dave Franco as Jack Wilder, Now You See Me
• Ruta Getmintas as Dutch Velders, The Strain
• James Ransone as Cpl. Josh Ray Person, Generation Kill
• Paul Bettany as Geoffrey Chaucer, A Knight's Tale
• Puss In Boots, the fairytale.
• Zatanna, from DC Comics.
• Russel Brand.
• "I've had to work most Sundays, and at times my talk was tough; and sometimes I've been violent, because the streets were awfully rough... And I never passed a cry for help, although, at times, I shook with fear - and sometimes, God forgive, I've wept unmanly tears." - Anonymous, The Last Inspection
• Beware Of Feeding Sharks
• “If I had a dime for every time I’ve heard 'We’re all going to die,' or 'I’ll kill you,' I could afford a better apartment. You can only listen to so many threats of destruction, doom, or death before you start tuning them all out. So I followed the wolf out of the building, then went home." - J.C. Nelson, Free Agent
• All You Wanted by Michelle Branch - The Director: I wanted to be like you; I wanted everything. So I tried to be like you, and I got swept away. I didn't know that it was so cold, and you needed someone to show you the way - so I took your hand and we figured out that when the tide comes, I take you away. If you want to, I can save you
  • Zoe Jane by Staind - The Director for her: I wanted to say this, because I wouldn't know where to begin to explain to you what I have been through; to explain where your Daddy has been. I want to hold you; protect you from all of the things I've already endured, and I want to show you all of the things that this life has in store for you
• My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark (Light 'Em Up) by Fall Out Boy - I. P. Smith: Be careful making wishes in the dark; you can't be sure when they've hit their mark - and besides in the meantime, I'm just dreaming of tearing you apart. I'm in the deep details with the Devil, so now the world can never get me on the level. I've just gotta get you off my cage, I'm a young lover's rage - gonna need a spark to ignite
• Still The One by Don't Look Back - Mischa for her: Looks like we made it, look how far we've come, my baby. We might have took the long way, but we knew we'd get there someday. They said, 'I'll bet they'll never make it,' but just look at us, holding on; we're still together, still going strong
  • Shimmer by Fuel - Mischa: She dreams her champagne dreams; strawberry surprise, pink linen and white paper, lavender and cream, fields of butterflies - reality escapes her. She says that love is for fools who fall behind, and I'm somewhere in between; I never really know a killer from a saviour
• Tonight I Wanna Cry by Keith Urban - the erstwhile Ricochet: There's pictures of you and I on the walls around me; the way that it was and could have been surrounds me - I'll never get over you, walking away. I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show, and I thought that being strong meant never losing your self-control, but I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain; to Hell with my pride, let it fall like rain from my eyes
• Last Friday Night by Woe, Is Me - Molotov: Last Friday night, yeah, I think we broke the law, always say we're gonna stop. This Friday night, do it all again... Warrant's out for my arrest, I think I need a ginger ale - that was such an epic fail. Pictures of last night ended up online; I'm screwed - oh, well. It's a blacked out blur, but I'm pretty sure it ruled, damn
• What Have You Done? by Within Temptation feat. Keith Caputo - Beckett Shore: I know I should stop believing; I know that there's no retrieving - it's over, now. What have you done?... WHAT HAVE YOU DONE, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE NOW?
• Save You by Emilie Autumn - Evelynne: I think you've had enough experience to differentiate between a heart of gold, and what you cradle in your gentle arms; can you not recognise a soul already sold? How do I save you from the things I've been?
  • Thick As Thieves by Dashboard Confessional - Evelynne for her: I don’t break easily; you’ve got my counsel, thick as thieves. If there’s a crime, we’ll keep it secret, for there’s only trace amounts left in your blood. You may be a sinner, but you may be justified
• One Thing by Finger11 - Aletta: If I traded it all, if I gave it all away for one thing, just for one thing; if I sorted it out, if I knew all about this one thing, wouldn't that be something? Even though I know, I don't want to know - yeah, I guess I know; I just hate how it sounds
• Screamager by Therapy? - Romulus Arlington: Your beauty makes me feel alone; I look inside, but no-one's home. Screw that, forget about that, I don't want to think about anything like that! I've got nothing to do, but hang around and get screwed up on you
• Come As You Are by Civil Twilight - the late Princess Pwnage: Come; doused in mud, soaked in bleach, as I want you to be - as a trend, as a friend, as an old memory. And I swear that I don't have a gun, no, I don't have a gun, no, I don't have a gun
• Pull Me Back by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus - Freak: At times it seems there's nowhere left to turn, it's true; I'd like to think that we could help each other rise above the things we're going through. Pull me back again; I need you to hold me from my sin. Hold me back again; I need you to pull me from my sin, before I give in
• Whispers In The Dark by Mumford and Sons - Dresden: You hold your truth so purely; well, swerve not through the minds of men. This lie is dead. And this cup of yours tastes holy, but a brush with the Devil can clear your mind, and strengthen your spine. But fingers tap into what you were once, and I'm worried that I blew my only chance... Spare my sins for the ark; I was too slow to depart. I'm a cad, but I'm not a fraud; I'd set out to serve the Lord. But my heart was colder when you'd gone
• Strange And Beautiful by Aqualung - Davian Darko: I've been watching your world from afar, I've been trying to be where you are, and I've been secretly falling apart, unseen - to me, you're strange and you're beautiful
• A Slight Attack by The Tea Party - Authell: Demonic little love-God, do you want to see me bleed? Anarchistic little beggar man, now you want a piece of me; you're just a lot of talk, without a lot of sense... You're just another chronic liar, a sentinel of farce; integrity's a fairytale - it makes me wonder who you are
• The Fair Folk by Heather Dale - The Spring Court: Oh, come not here at the fall of night, where the fair folk dance in the waning light. Oh, tall and proud and wondrous fair, the people of the dark and air; hold high the iron that they fear - when the fair folk call, don’t let them near
• Want You Bad by the Offspring - Shroud: Don't get me wrong; I know you're only being good, but that's what's wrong - I guess I just misunderstood
• I Can't Imagine The World Without Me by Echobelly - Awakened society: They said, 'Oh, shut your mouth; you don't know what you talk about.' I wanna know, if this is just a game, can anybody play? Can everybody win?
• Levitate by Hadouken - Magic: Heart in my mouth, but my head in the clouds; I can feel it rising - bound to the Earth, but we could ascend, I’m realizing
• Trespassing by Adam Lambert - Other Supernaturals: I was walking for some time, when I came across this sign - it said, "Who Are You And Where Are You From? We Don't Like When Visitors Come. No Trespassing." That's what it said, or at least, that's what I could read. "No Trespassing"; yeah, my arse - wait'll they get a load a' me!
• Tokyo (Vampires And Wolves) by The Wombats - The Mysterium: Astrophysics; you'll never be my closest friend. I find no comfort in what my mind can't comprehend
• Guns For Hands by Twenty One Pilots - Guardians of the Veil: I know that you all have guns, and you never put the safety on; and you all have plans to take it - don't take it! I'm trying to sleep, but I can't when you all have guns for hands
• You Will See Me by Dan Le Sac feat. Scroobius Pip - The Silver Ladder: This book you discarded as a pamphlet will ignite shit. I will work ten times harder than before; I will create art, I will create beauty - I will create so many things that you can't ignore, but I will not do them in your name
• Sway by Julie London - The Adamantine Arrow: Like a flower bending in the breeze; bend with me, sway with ease. When we dance, you have a way with me - stay with me, sway with me
• Revolution by Trading Yesterday - The Free Council: I was made for more than this; take away my name, for I will never be the same - I have not begun to live. For Eden's sons engulf my eyes, bringing my heart to life. I will be a revolution, be a voice beyond these lies - if it takes my life, and I will not be lost in silence, I will not let darkness hide. This hope beyond my sight, the revolution. A criminal's reward is all that I lived for, until these broken years were healed
• Who Knew by Pink - Sydney: I'll keep you locked in my head, until we meet again, and I won't forget you, my friend. What happened? If someone said three years from now, you'd be long gone, I'd stand up and punch them out, because they're all wrong! And that last kiss, I'll cherish until we meet again, but time makes it harder; I wish I could remember! But I keep your memory - you visit me in my sleep
• Scars by Papa Roach - Canberra: I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut; my weakness is that I care too much, and our scars remind us that the past is real - I tear my heart open, just to feel. I tried to help you once, against my own advice; I saw you going down, but you never realized that you're drowning in the water, so I offered you my hand - compassion's in my nature
• Burning The Midnight Oil by Tim Wheatley - Brisbane: Red sky in the morning, heed a shepherd's warning, best be gone; hitail it out of here, making it up as I go along, so steady as she goes, I steer the Chevy's nose, carving borderlines - burning the midnight oil, trying to sever ties... No, sir, I ain't got a dollar; Hell, I ain't got a dime. I'm so hot under the collar, wasting my precious time
• Gravity by Superjesus - Perth: And now I'm occupied with anything to stay alive; will you blame me when I'm gone? Given the company, I'm certain of my specialty. Hanging on to you, I never thought I'm killing someone. And I can tell you, what's more, now there's nothing in the way to show me, I didn't know you before - more than any other day, it's only gravity
• Save You by Simple Plan - The World: Take a breath; I pull myself together, just another step until I reach the door. You'll never know the way it tears me up inside to see you - I wish that I could tell you something to take it all away. Sometimes I wish I could save you, and there's so many things that I want you to know; I won't give up till it's over - if it takes me forever, I want you to know

OOC Info

Archangel Gabriel: "Why is it, when people like you see something see something pure and good and beautiful, that you have to kick it down and drag it through the mud?"

John: "If you have to ask, you'll never understand."

- Hellblazer: Fear And Loathing Part III - Down To Earth

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Player:	P. Saunders
Number:	2003100615
Domain:	Sydney