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Jun 12, 2021 17:09:26 GMT -8
Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jun 12, 2021 17:09:26 GMT -8
& There he was back in his Heavenly home. Make that Harmonious.... I am getting bad at this nonsense. There he was Dead again. Well that's awkward. You get it. No longer haunting the Land of The Living but here in Harmony. Harmony. Who comes up with this feel good nonsense? And there The Old Dead man sat. Abruptly he asked -An Tiarna- 'Hey any of You Ghouls gotta an idea when I can hurl my wrath at them little guys down there again?' Pointing down on Our Reality -An Tiarna- 'See? Down there.' Many of the Goodly Ghouls prayed for his Soul. Many prayed that his Soul be cast out. A few even wished those applications to work in other Parts of the Great Hereafter had panned out
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Jun 12, 2021 18:59:45 GMT -8
Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jun 12, 2021 18:59:45 GMT -8
The once Girl then Woman now Dead. Again. Dead Again. Was this a movie remake? Eyes closing She thought. No; that was tasteful. This? This is.... This is Dead. She'd observed him in the Land of the Living. Seemed like a house fly on a monitor screen at first. But the zoom in quality is some good here. Manaan. Oh... Manaan. Childhood. Family. Joy. And blood. Lots and lots of blood. Other people's blood. Mostly. And skulls. Lots of those too. Tragedy. Epic tragedy. Broken hearts and dreams. But a lot of joy. Stories made that would never be if not for all of those things Dark. A strange sliver of Light existed and that separated Us from everything else. Heart of the purest Darkness with just Light to embrace and hold all Dear close. She was born into it. Grew up among these people everyone hated so fiercely. Never felt a shred of fear their as a child. Child. Where were her siblings now? Kegan, Ayden Dace and Connor Tiarna.... Eyes thinning she thought of Dagobah.... Then she wondered, not in a shallow, bitter, jealous way but more of a questioning how manner. I want.... On and on and on and on her mind went. Then closing her eyes and covering ears she screamed. Not once, not twice but trice -Morrigan- "Ayden Dace!!! Connor Tiarna!!! Kegan!!! Ayden Dace!!! Connor Tiarna!!! Kegan!!! Ayden Dace!!! Connor Tiarna!!! Kegan!!!" But opening her eyes they were not there. A few Spirits looked rattled by her howling though. Two approached but held back. She thought she might hear The Old man but nothing. This was so cold and lonely here and she wept for a spell but collected herself. And a Celestial Beings bfought her a small table then another a lot of tea sugar cream and a cup. Even a pack cigarettes and a lighter. She sat back with a tea, smoke and her thoughts.... Dagobah....
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Jun 12, 2021 22:31:13 GMT -8
Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jun 12, 2021 22:31:13 GMT -8
The Old Dead man walked over to The table looking down. Rolling eyes he spoke -An Tiarna- 'You need slowwwww down there honey and think about what you have done....' Both fists leaning on her table. As in right light or he'd be ass over kettle awful fast -An Tiarna- '& I mean in just the last wee stretch....' Standing tall -An Tiarna- 'Pulled my remains outta that hospital in the midst of an invasion.... Cleaned out the IF bank.' Right index pointing as he spoke -An Tiarna- 'Fought on Juvex... & - & we now have the reins passed over to Grainne... Grace they call her.' Shrugging he took a seat, gracefully slid under his parliamentary side before his fat ass hit the oh so Celestial floor, took the Holy Binoculars handed to him by one of the Angelic souls and began watching the freakshow now in progress beneath them
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Jun 13, 2021 0:54:23 GMT -8
Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jun 13, 2021 0:54:23 GMT -8
They'd been sitting for but a short time. Or was it? & what exactly did time mran here anyway? And where was Morrigan? The Old Dead man picking up binoculars first looked to Manaan. No Morrigan. Setting the scopes down on table, eyes thinning & scratching head suddenly he snapped the fingers of a mighty right hand exclaiming -An Tiarna- "Dagobah!" And he commenced to watch Morrigan make an ass of herself. Unconsciously he sung low. -An Tiarna- "Well I met him in a swamp down in Dagobah where it bubbles all the time like a giant carbonated soda! I saw the little runt sitting there on a log and in a raspy voice he said 'I'm Yoda!'"
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Jun 13, 2021 1:25:05 GMT -8
Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jun 13, 2021 1:25:05 GMT -8
And..... Just like that. There she stood. Drenched in swamp scum. Spitting spiraled into gagging which quite rapidly evolved into bent over hurling. The poor woman's knees eventually buckled and she dropped to all fours. And four of Harmony's finest helped Morrigan to her feet and led her away to the padded room. Just kidding. They delicately spoke with her and aided the woman getting cleaned up. And making short of the long, there she was sitting at her table with Big Ugly across from her. mimicking him almost perfectly she said gruffly -Morrigan- "Yupp. Morrigan you can fuckin go anywhere. Noooo shite kid." Tossing her now cold tea in his face she aaskef -Morrigan- "You're not any brighter dead - are you?"
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Jun 13, 2021 2:18:15 GMT -8
Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jun 13, 2021 2:18:15 GMT -8
The tea hit The Old Dead man in the face. I could snap her in half like a twig he thought. Shoulders slumping as he realized that they were already deaf. And here in the Land of Oz they were not down with such acts. So he merely muttered -An Tiarna- 'Amadan!'
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Jun 13, 2021 16:54:06 GMT -8
Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jun 13, 2021 16:54:06 GMT -8
The woman blinked. Right hand scratching forehead her heart pounded. Pounded? How much could it possible pound? A living heart pounds. A feeling? I was not here. The memory was so vivid.... A dream. Do I dream now? Blinked. Ok. Eyes closing again then open again. Nope. Still here. Something had to give. This is not harmonious at all. And so the inner voice rambled trying to rationalize the irrational. She wished that she could float through life like... this is not life. And seeing the Living World only spun her like a top. Now what? With feet flat on the floor and sitting her mind reeled so violently that she was dizzy. Some Harmony. She did take the opportunity for an off the cuff statement hatched from out of nowhere, aimed at Dead Meat sitting across the table -Morrigan- "So there things going according to plan Chief?"
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Jun 13, 2021 17:56:27 GMT -8
Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jun 13, 2021 17:56:27 GMT -8
The Old Dead man sat watching the Living World... well live. Was better than the Kentucky Derby, World Series and Stanley Cup finals all in one day really. At least that captures the mounting suspense that he was witnessing. Being a spectator was painful in many a way but he said tohimself, 'Self. This is actually exciting in a certain way. ' Self responded "Betting man are we you. Meant Your half." His inner dialogue was cut short. By who else? Should have died in utero he thought. And for just that ugly thought he'd torture himself for a long time. However he answered fast -An Tiarna- 'Actually, things may have potential....' He stopped tthebut he felt the need to expand -An Tiarna- 'You can never deliberately emulate what happened spontaneously... but you can take things in a different direction.' He was not convinced of success but was interested in what would happen. And quietly he was rooting for the latter. To a point. Popcorn an whiskey. Nice for watching the game.... And so he did
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Jun 13, 2021 18:51:23 GMT -8
Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jun 13, 2021 18:51:23 GMT -8
Morrigan listened. He always had an opinion. Oft one many didn't want to hear. And she wanted none of what he was saying now. But what he said had some logic. Some. So she sat wondering. And said a word -Morrigan- "Hoping?"
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Jun 13, 2021 20:18:42 GMT -8
Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jun 13, 2021 20:18:42 GMT -8
At the girl's final word The Old Dead man barked a true belly laugh. Hand by habit held his stomach, as he was busting a gut. As for famous last words he was bit late for that
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Jun 14, 2021 22:40:47 GMT -8
Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jun 14, 2021 22:40:47 GMT -8
Just folding didn't.... She could not word it. Right. There that was the word. Again it struck her. Not so much like a fly swatter on the arm but more like brick in the side of the head. Sugar. Youre dead. And yes that ain't changing. Stubborn? No. Pig headed. Death seems to have a mellowing affect. Love had been one roller coaster. Was beautiful here. Wasn't living though. Would take some getting used to but barring some deus ex machina this was it
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Jun 16, 2021 9:21:55 GMT -8
Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jun 16, 2021 9:21:55 GMT -8
The fundamental aspect of this wonderful reality is that people can remove themselves from reality. The ugly, weak and socially awkward suddenly become gorgeous, omnipotent and the center of attention. Everything that they are not. The chronically ill cast the chains imposed on them sickness. Morons discard their intellectual shortcomings and are transformed to genius. Cowardly sacks of human waste brcome fearless warriors. The experience is intoxicating. And... it creates a wonderful social experiment. All things robbed of an individual by nature are torn away and hurled asuder. What then becomes of an individual? The effect of the whole experience is terrifying. Those once bullied frighten others into submission. Those walked on for a lifetime now waltz on others. And so on and so forth down the line.... & 'bang' it struck The Old Dead man like a brick. Elbowing his Angelic Friend Devine, whom he now calleth Angelic.... Ok pretty lame but cut me some slack. I mean really; I'm dead -An Tiarna- 'Hey buddy! Stay there it floats your boat but ain't much to see there really...." Giant hand seeping across Ye Unniverse Devine -An Tiarna- 'Up here you can play peeping Tom in everybody's business.'
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Jun 16, 2021 15:13:49 GMT -8
Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jun 16, 2021 15:13:49 GMT -8
And she wandered through Harmony feeling anything but in tune with all of this. She was not furious though, just melancholy. She had touched her feet in Dagobah. It did not suddenly relieve her though. If anything the trip only grieved her more. This was wrong
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Jun 16, 2021 17:35:32 GMT -8
Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jun 16, 2021 17:35:32 GMT -8
And There he sat, The Old Dead man, mind moving a mile a minute. Thoughts formed into blunt questions. Taking a drink of Celestial Stout and lighting yet anresother cigarette, Redemer brand, he looked down on those below and wondered if any of them really had a clue of history around them He Wondered more than anything if anybody knew where his brother was. He would have a crystal clear way to resolve this and frankly no one else seemed able to follow any of this at all. Or care. Or both? The Old Dead man scratched forehead pondering what was what himself. But more than anything he wondered why the music in a place called Harmony bore no semblance to melodious
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Jun 17, 2021 1:07:33 GMT -8
Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jun 17, 2021 1:07:33 GMT -8
And There he sat majestically in his Seat. The one with the down filled pillow, provided by The People Upstairs, so as to res the bottom. Eyes sweeping the Universe wide his eight stopped on his watery hole, Manaan. He froze for a minute. Then he laughed so loud that Deities began tearing off prices of clothing and plugging there ears. Indeed, The Old Dead man was so consumed with laughter that he fell from his chair, where he dropped dead of a cardiac arrest. Just kidding; the dude is about as dead as dead gets. He did fall but was rolling on the Immaculate Holy Harmony parkay floors. Several Celestial Beings aided him back into his chair and back to watching the Uni bellow he went but his eyes moved on past the planet he loved. Looking a moment he was stunned at how immaculate his black jeans looked and muttered to himself -An Tiarna- 'They must use Dark Tide....' Shrugging he looked back down upon The Land of the Living again
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Jun 17, 2021 4:07:02 GMT -8
Post by Michael Collins on Jun 17, 2021 4:07:02 GMT -8
You could place his stride anywhere. And that face few of many could mistake. It was the feared head of Aingeal na Bhais, The secret police of Oglaigh na Irandoideanne, Micheal Collins. An Tiarna had put a bullet through his head. Terrible necessity inspired by the treachery of outsiders. How he was graced with being in this place he knew not. Indeed most he had killed, which were many indeed, were now mired in that bizarre twisted orgy of Darkness know as Chaos. But Collins had escaped that Fate. The big man saw An Tiarna from a distance and froze.Fists tightening he stared for what seemed like forever. Straightening up he walked over to An Tiarna, dropping left hand on The Big Man's right shoulder and said but a single word -Collins- "Chief." He then sat down on a chair, conveniently slid under him by a pair of the ghouls
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Jun 17, 2021 14:47:12 GMT -8
Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jun 17, 2021 14:47:12 GMT -8
The Old Dead man smiled at the sound of the voice & he responded -An Tiarna- 'Collins.... Tis good to have you....' He had wondered where the man was, being convinced that their was no way Collins would have been so stupid as to join the wrapped hugfest that was Chaos. To each there own but that scene for an eternity was to him rather stupid. And always standing by his own conviction of the necessity of a decidedly Light streak in a Heart of unimaginable Darkness, this place of Sunshine, Lollipops and all that Shite, Harmony was where it was at. He had much to say but for now The Old Dead man sat silently looking out on the Living Universe in front of his Heavenly Home. He giggled for a short second at the thought of Collins ripping through the Cosmos. & the amount of cheese it would require to go with the whine that would inspire
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Post by Michael Collins on Jun 17, 2021 16:25:08 GMT -8
Collins too looked out on the Universe.It choked him still, even after all of this time. How long was it now? Head shaking slight he muttered to himself -Collins- "What's the difference?" Dead was about as removed as one could get from that reality. Nodding up he asked aloud -Collins- "What now Chief?" Returning his attention away from where he was to that which lie beyond his mind wandered through a lifetime carved out in that reality
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Jun 17, 2021 17:34:23 GMT -8
Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jun 17, 2021 17:34:23 GMT -8
The Old Dead man heard Collins' question but did not answer immediately. Handing Collins a lit cigarette he then liberally poured a glass of Uische beatha, passing that to his Right Hand too. Lighting a smoke himself then taking a long pull from his own glass of Fire Water he responded crisp and short - An Tiarna- 'Gimme a minute to process that question Micheal.' And he went back to sucking the life from the cigarette now lodged between his lips. It was beautiful here do be sure and they were certainly tolerant of his gives here in Harmony but he missed the Universe. Greatly
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Jun 17, 2021 18:20:26 GMT -8
Post by Michael Collins on Jun 17, 2021 18:20:26 GMT -8
Collins took the cigarette. Lit he noticed. Good. Taking a deep haul then holding it but a second The Old man's answer met his ears. And he looked out to the great space beyond wondering. The man fought the urge to just jump out into it all. Collins was many a thing and patient was definitely one of them. Still, his insides were a frenzy with want. Outwardly though he showed nothing. And in that state he sat a rock of stone
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