Entry tags:

group therapy, slogans, wtf superman

this is the most hideous post I have ever posted
Look, if you don't understand these.... it's just for the best.


[02:30] * Ray composes slow, romantic music to fit to your heartbeat, which Superman is listening to from two miles away, JohnB.
[02:32] * Ray is in the sewers altering the piping with plans carefully constructed by Superman so that your waste products may be collected by him and used as a sculptural medium for Superman's ongoing project of a bust devoted to you, JohnB, his passionate love. Even such base materials are sacred to him, having passed through the gates and valves of your body.
[02:32] * Ray loves you, JohnB. Loves you with the intensity of Superman thrashing against the waves of a thousand burning suns in order to burn your image forever into his retinas.
[02:34] * Ray steps back to allow Superman to gnaw off one of your legs, JohnB, so that he may later reguritate the flesh, hardening it around the bone and creating a rather unsanitary club with which he will use to beat you to death so that your corpse may provide his beloved Batman with a mystery to solve.
[02:34] <JohnB> ...where did you get these
[02:34] <Ray> I made them.

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[01:37] * Ray has been slowly but carefully posioning your wine, Cait, with a chemical supplied by Superman so that when you pass on your brains and other vital organs will turn to liquid so that your body may be more easily mummified and the liquids drunk by Superman who is eternally thirsty for your entire being.
[01:38] <Metody> RAY
[01:39] * Ray breathes shallowly against the back of your neck with the same intensity as Superman, Metody