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Lucifer, Prince of Darkness
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[10 Dec 2004|10:27am] |
What am I thankul for?
Mostly that I'm not Michael or Saphiel or the Metatron. Even Raphael. Angels are, by and large, brainless fools. That's what blind faith and belief does to a being, no matter how exulted they are. Oh sure, they're beautiful as all get out, but it's so wasted. They're nothing more than His beautiful baubles, there for His amusement and ego.
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[22 Oct 2004|11:36am] |
Angels, even fallen angels, even the Devil himself (especially the Devil himself), are prone to bouts of melancholy. The variety of which would have any mortal reaching for the nearest handy razor or gun. It's all levels, you see. Humans live on a scale so small (and you know you do, you can feel your insignificance best in the small hours of the morning) and so short that emotions are all inevitably felt on a smaller scale. It's not your fault, you lovely beasts, it's how you were made. Of course, you think you know about hatred and love and boredom. You insist you do, because haven't you lived it, even for so short a time?
And of course, it's impossible to show you real love and hatred and boredom. Quite possibly you'd physically pop if I was given to try. Entertaining as that would be...
Perhaps you understand enough to see something of what you can't possibly understand. Contradictions piled on contradictions whenever I try to explain anything at all, I know, but there's no other way to tell anything. Angelic experience just doesn't translate. It becomes tedious trying to wrestling your languages into something approaching an accurate telling. But then I've always been a little too stubborn for my own good.
Anyway.
I've found myself of late looking up more often than not. Not to Heaven, because Heaven isn't up there, not physically. Say what I will about Him (and I will say what I will), He knew what He was doing when He did the sky. That's the masterpiece of His sad collection of works. And so affected to make one introspective.
You humans. How often that phrase comes to mind, with baffled amusement, when I consider you monkeys. You strange little creatures. How I enjoy you all.
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[04 Oct 2004|10:25am] |
You humans. You're so entertaining. Even moreso than cable television. Honestly I'm not sure what I would've done with my time if I didn't have you all to play with.
It's the blind denial that really makes me smile. None of you ever really think that you're going to Hell. No matter what you do, you always expect Him to reach down that much lauded benevolent hand of His to take your soul from me. And He never does. That look of surprise and fear, those cries of 'There must be some mistake' and 'I can't be here, not me, I don't belong here', oh how they make us laugh.
I guarantee that at least half of you reading this will end up being eaten and defecated out and then eaten and defecated and so on by Belial. At least half of you. Statistics have gone up in recent years. Or perhaps He just doesn't want you anymore.
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| Have you missed me? |
[01 Oct 2004|09:09am] |
Ah. Earth. There's nothing quite like the mortal world. The stench of humans and the overhead smog of sin and debauchery. It's my kind of place. In fact, it is my place. And, after a short absence, I'm back.
I've been occupied for some time with management and various areas in Hell requiring my personal attention. Astaroth was ridiculously bent out of shape over the whole being my representative on Earth for a short period of time. I blame Baphomet for that. Gods are so infuriating, they cause nothing but trouble. Someone should butcher that goat and give him to the dogs for scraps.
But, after enjoying the Damned wails and screams, now I have a taste for living souls again. Have you missed me? Come now, don't lie. Remember, I know when you do. And the world is so much more interesting when I'm here.
( OOC )
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[04 Jun 2004|02:34pm] |
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Sometimes I despair that even my demons are as useless as the angels and humans I put up with. And then an enterprising demon like Thammuz attempts to usurp me, take my rule in Hell. He challenged me, claiming to be stronger than I.
Oh, it wasn't like he actually stood a chance. They forget after a few hundred years pass just how much more powerful than them I am. Thammuz has served as a wonderful reminder. Poor Pharaphael looked as though he was going to pass out. Sensitive nature for a demon. He had nightmares for decades after I punished Belial for that indescretion with one of the Nephilim.
I've left Thammuz strung up in one of the main chambers where his screams and cries echo to the far reaches of my domain. I suppose I'll take him down in a century or two and promote him. Ambition should be nurtured.
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[28 May 2004|09:35am] |
Lucifer. The most misunderstood of all the
ArchAngels, you're most like the ArchAngel of
Light. You've seen the darkside and have opted
for something better. You need better press,
though chances are no one will really
understand your motives.
Which ArchAngel are you most like?
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Ha ha. Yes. Quite right. The darkside, of course, is His side. I AM misunderstood, none of you even begin to comprehend my motives. I like that quiz.
Slayers are fun. Especially when they don't know how to keep their mouths shut. It's oddly refreshing for someone to see me and not be determined to 'look past that evil exterior'. How many times must I tell you all, I'm evil. I am what goodness isn't. I don't have goodness hidden away in me that could be brought to the surface if only someone could find it. Idiots.
Speaking of idiots, Baphomet should be strung up by his horns. I hate gods.
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[25 May 2004|06:07pm] |
Metatron learning how to drive...that was hilarious. Honestly. I was laughing so hard there were tears rolling down some of my followers' faces. Human children can drive cars and one of the oldest beings in existence practically had a panic attack behind the wheel. Perhaps my dear Pierce should've checked the brakes just once more.
Angels really are stupid creatures.
Having looked back over events since I've been away, I haven't missed much.
Honestly, Earth really is a dull place when I'm not around. I'm coming back to brighten everyone's boring little lives. Hell is becoming tiresome. Everyone just screams when I stop by for a chat.
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![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) lil_ne |
[01 May 2004|05:23pm] |
From here
Lucifer recieves an interesting package.
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[26 Apr 2004|11:10am] |
Bloody gods.
Whatever Eris was babbling about, stupid brainless bimbo that she is, I'm curious about a few things. Why should I expect an overabundance of souls soon, unless she has something planned. If those plans involve ending the world, Armageddon, or war on God in any way, I want to know. As soon as Astaroth calms down, he'll be sent to investigate.
I fail to see how if Baphomet cannot keep his, and it's a matter of debate whether the boy is even his at all, servant under control or at least teach him a modicum of common sense, my own should not be able show him the consequences of his actions. Jonathan is asking for a battle to be waged over him, for reasons that have nothing to do with him. It's unlikely that he'd survive such a thing, but that's hardly my concern. Actually I'd find that rather amusing. Hmmm, something to consider.
Astaroth returned to me ready to tear heads off. I've sent him to play with the Damned for a while, until he's capable of speaking to people without burning their feet off. Metatron, consider yourself lucky he won't be attending the karaoke. I know how you hate bloodshed in your garden.
Still do not care to return.
[locked]Am taking a new form to return to Earth and walk among humans as an anonymous...as anonymous as I can be, at least...stranger again. None but Astaroth are aware of this, and it will remain that way. As far as every other demon is concerned, I am not seeing anyone due to 'uncontrollable rage' that leads me to rip apart everyone I see. On occasion, my reputation for a terrible temper comes in handy.[/locked]
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| As before, messages may be left here. Astaroth may respond. |
[24 Apr 2004|03:56pm] |
My time spent so far in Hell has been both amusing and wellspent. And painful, of course, but that really should go unsaid. Anger management has been going wonderfully - turning lesser demons inside out is wonderful for stress relief.
Some events on Earth have been almost enough to make me leave Hell. Almost. Azrael really is a pathetic excuse for a demon. Little Tommy Dagget is exquisite when he's hurting. Llamas are apparently running rampant - really should've told Astaroth to pay Jonathan a visit with a branding iron. And Adam from_tadfield, great bloody disappointment that he is, has shown up as well.
Astaroth is currently serving as my representative on Earth. I do not anticipate returning any time soon. Of course, I could be lying. I could be back tomorrow. Tonight. Next week. Next millenia. Time on Earth is so short, perhaps I won't return till the Armaggedon. If we can ever get the bloody thing started.
Hmmm. Or maybe I'll take a different form and become a stranger again.
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[15 Apr 2004|02:42pm] |
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Honestly. I go away for a few days, torment the population of a country town (the little children squealed like pigs! It was hilarious! And most of the man barely needed any prompting at all to start raping women and then cut them up with axes) come back and find out the Bastard Son is here. Well, they'll just let anyone in these days, won't they? No standards at all.
Frankly, I'd rather be in Hell. Away from Him (It's amazing how much I still hate him, you'd think it might fade after two thousand years. No such luck.), away from Metatron (He keeps smiling at me. It's disturbing.), and away from all you insipid humans.
My followers can handle things on Earth for a few days. I'm going back to my dominion. Any messages can be left here and if they're deemed important enough by Astaroth will be sent to me. Where they'll be ignored. Like anything any of you could say would be important.
Do try not to let things get too boring in my absense. Last time I left Earth for any period of time, the 60's peace movement got started up. Now that was disturbing.
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[09 Apr 2004|01:14pm] |
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I almost had Judas. So very close. But He just had to go visiting dreams. Telling the stupid stupid fool that He loved him. Liar. He doesn't love anyone.
Bastard. Bastard.
Perhaps I should visit Metatron. Beat him to an angelic pulp. Would I feel better then?
Love. The word makes me shake with rage. I'm not seeing red anymore. I'm seeing magenta, ox blood, crimson.
...Cannot shake this appalling mood. No matter how many I make suffer. It's most infuriating.
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[08 Apr 2004|10:19am] |
Souls are such wonderful things. Just so easily corrupted and tainted and made mine. It's really like He was thinking of my entertainment when he made you humans.
How best to describe the average soul. Beige. Nothing interesting or terrible about it. Just average and mediocre and boring. And if they should happen to slide into Hell, all the better. That's what my followers are for, the lesser demons.
You humans. So much sameness about you. Maybe a little lust, a little violence, but it's all so...beige. So boring.
And then sometimes I find a soul that has spark. Maybe something good, maybe something bad. But sometimes a soul just has something. Something that I want.
And that's where things get interesting. That's when things get fun.
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[04 Apr 2004|05:21pm] |
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Earthquakes ravaging another pacific island. Stupid humans running and screaming every which way - taking great enjoyment in aiming falling trees at them and opening cracks just where stupid humans will fall into them. Very funny.
Judas is hilarious. All this time his, shall we put it, outlandish behaviour (you know, the blood drinking and killing a whole lot of people and turning into bats and such) has apparently been attention seeking. Too funny for words. He is very tasty though and I suppose that makes up for any rabid stupidity on his part...2000 years of trying to get His attention. I laugh every time I think of it.
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[01 Apr 2004|05:05pm] |
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I HATE METATRON. HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE.
Done venting on Earth. That lovely little pacific island now has a pretty volcano where it never did before and lots of ash where it used to have villages and people. Much better.
And they're calling it an Act of God. What a fucking joke.
And now I'm going to pay the Damned a little visit. Everyone is going to suffer.
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Metatron is acting oddly and it's rather annoying. I'm going to go dismember some of the Damned. That always makes me smile.
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