[WE INTERRUPT YOUR HELLHOUNDS TO BRING YOU THIS MESSAGE/EVENTUAL SPAM]

[uberboned]

[THIS IS NOT A DRILL. IT IS ALSO NOT A JOURNAL ENTRY. IT IS THE FRANTIC YELLING OF AN ARCHANGEL ON LEVEL SEVEN, AND YOU MIGHT NOT NOTICE IT IMMEDIATELY, BECAUSE THE BARGE IS FULL OF HELLHOUNDS, RUN AWAY.

Mostly this is a lot of cursing with the occasional "NO, REALLY LET ME OUT" or "DEAN, YOU ARE GONNA WISH YOU WERE BACK AT THE MYSTERY SPOT WHEN I GET THROUGH WITH YOU."

Gabriel's impotent rage is currently impotent.]

Comments

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Gee, I dunno, Irene. All this fire's making it really hard to think clearly.

[always-thewoman.livejournal.com]

Oh, don't get your garters in a twist, I'll go tell her now.

In the meantime, do enjoy being as powerless as all the rest of us. Perhaps it will be a welcome change of pace.

[Aaaand Irene wanders off to alert the appropriate people]