sixthsinner: (man of the cloth)
2010-04-25 09:38 pm

nineteen

I guess it's about time I shared something with the flock. I thought about keeping it private at first, but honesty is a virtue.

I remembered my name. I'll still go by Chapel--I've gotten kinda fond of it--but if you want to, you can call me Nicholas. Nicholas D. Wolfwood.
sixthsinner: (eye to eye)
2009-11-23 08:52 pm

twelve

That wasn't the best night I've ever had. I know people have made up plenty of stories about the end of the world, but I never expected to actually see it.

It had a happy ending, but I'm not so sure that part of non-fiction.

Shit, spiky. Was that really you?


[ooc: A minute or so after writing this, Chapel thought better of it and scribbled over the entry. But yanno...that doesn't always work if someone happened to be looking at their journal while he wrote.]
sixthsinner: (man of the cloth)
2009-08-13 11:08 am

seven

So I found one of those crystals--the memory crystals?--and it turns out I'm a priest. How about that. [A reddish-brown smudge appears on the page.] --and I'm bleeding, too. More like oozing, out of both hands, except I never cut myself. Sorry for the mess, folks.

[ooc: Chapel got a memory crystal while drinking with Monarch, and his payment is stigmata.]