religionmyass: (insert expletive)
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... Stay down. And don't make any fucking noise, you hear me?

This doesn't feel right. You stay right here, and let me handle it.
religionmyass: (naked time)
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He doesn't hold a bow so bad. Might be someone taught him some, once, but if he wants to hunt, he's got to learn to be quiet. Sounds like a fucking herd of elephants when he walks. Knows his way halfway around a knife, too, more than any fancy prince ought to.

Not that I'm a fucking teacher or

He's a whining fucking brat that asks too many fucking questions, and it'd be better for the both of us if I just stopped fucking answering. Half of fuckin' Hanalan'll be thinkin' he's my kid brother, now, and I think that stupid fucking lie's gone straight to his fucking head. I'm not his sister. I'm not his fucking friend. Got most of my fucking group killed, didn't he? Him and my fucking big mouth.

Only reason I haven't fucking left him out here is so that didn't happen for fucking nothing.

Can't be far to Floran, now, and then I'll never have to think about this stupid shit again.
religionmyass: (I am the brightest crayon)
Ugh.

It'd better not start fuckin' snowing early, don't care how many of you fucks want to wish it on us or whatever. Only thing worse than cold is cold and wet, ain't that just what we fucking need. Not to mention how much slower this shit is gonna go once that starts, as if it weren't already taking long enough.
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Ugh, fuck.

Never gave two fucking shits about this fucking day before. People die. That's what they fucking do.

But they're



Just laying out like that. Trampled and bloody and dead in the fuckin' dirt with those motherfuckers ridin over them after us.

Someone ought to at least bury the bones. ... One day, maybe.
religionmyass: (I am the brightest crayon)
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Knew we shouldn't have fucking stopped.

That

Had his fucking head in the clouds ever since. Festival. Hah. Bunch of fake fucking shit.

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Stop fucking smiling. Are you fucking stupid? There's nothing here to fucking smile about!
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I almost wish they were still right there on our asses. When it's that close you can't think of much else cept how you're gonna live through the fucking day. Nothing about the next day and the next fucking day and nothing about how two dozen people in a good fucking company are fucking dead because you couldn't keep your fucking mouth shut

They leave or I leave and nobody gives a fuck. No one's supposed to fucking die. Not like that like pigs in a fucking pen. That's the whole fucking point

This shit with the prince doesn't make up for killing the rest of them. But if he dies too -- then what are they all fucking dead for? Me. Nothing. Dog shit.

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How's the fu leg.
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Right, listen up. Don't make a sound, either, you hear?

I've been setting up false trails, while you're napping out here. Think I finally fooled the dumb bastards, but I don't want you sayin' shit where anyone can see, got it? Don't think they have a journal, or they'd never've let you write, but who the fuck knows anymore. Let 'em follow that, we'll lay low here. Don't make a fucking sound.

The way they went, they'll get to the main road before sunset. Any fucking luck at all for us and they'll follow it, before they think to backtrack we'll be a day ahead, maybe more. If we can follow a real road for a fuckin' day without worryin' about them running us down, they're done.

Then we can start circling back to Floran, everyone's fucking happy. You got it?
religionmyass: (insert expletive)
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got the Prince, being followed, don't come after us you fucks you hear me

we'll lose 'em back there and circle around

don't fucking follow us pull 'em off in another direction if you can south or what the fuck ever

wants me to tell you he's fine. write when we can but we've gotta fuckin go now
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Tch.

Might not be in fuckin' Korin but the way the game is up here we might as fucking well be. Hardly seen so much as a fuckin' rabbit for two, three days. Ain't gonna have shit for the next town, wherever that is.

Eh.

Fuck 'em.
religionmyass: (insert expletive)
June 22 - The Day of Everlasting shut the fuck up.

Journals are clogged with shit.
religionmyass: (I am the brightest crayon)
Fucking cocksucking shit fucking hell!

Go any further fuckin' north and we'll be in Korin, fuckwits. Who the fuck sends a fucking hunting party north! Hunting for wolves, maybe? Fucking bears? That'll end real fucking well I'm sure.

Gonna have a fucking word with someone around here as soon as I find my fucking drink

Swear I'm the only fucking one around here that can read a fucking map
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Get any fucking closer and I'll pull your fucking guts out your nose, fuckbag.

This is why I hate bein' on the fuckin road with these assholes. Least in the towns they've got whores. Or near enough. Hunters, fuck. Why do I even put up with them at all.
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'Nother bunch of hunters movin' in t'town looks like. Proper company, hah, fucking spare me. I could outshoot any of those fucks any fucking day of the week.

I say we stay and run 'em off, they're fucking up our business, but then all this about bein' here too long and the prices've been falling, anyhow. Too good for our own good, most like.

Think they're all a bunch of cuntlicking cowards but what the fuck are you gonna do. Moving on, right. Fuck it.
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What's it fucking take to get something worth drinking around here, fucking hell. We don't spend all fucking day dragging carcasses around to come back to water and a bunch of shit that ain't much fucking more, fuck.
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Tch.

All I've been doing my whole fuckin life is wandering from place to place, so why should I fuckin' care when I think about doing it till I fucking die. I fucking don't.

Don't know if I'll be here forever, though. Gotta be something better somewhere or else what's the fucking point.
religionmyass: (I am the brightest crayon)
If I have t'hear one more fuckin thing about the Days of Radiance I'll go fucking crazy. No one fucking cares, except you lizard-loving star eyed fuckin babies choking us all with your stupid shit. Days of Radiance. Days of celebrating how fucking retarded you all are, every single one. Good fucking job.
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Who needs a bunch of cheap ass fucking shitty flowers.

They're just going to fucking die, anyway. Dumbfucks. Most of 'em already fucking are.
religionmyass: (Default)
Eh. Look here, it's Wednesday. Let's see.

Eat shit 'n die. How's that for a fuckin' wednesday discussion. Let's talk about what dumb fuckin irritating shit suckers you all are. Great.
religionmyass: (I am the brightest crayon)
As though there fuckin wasn't enough shit-brained fodder for skullfucker headaches here already.
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Dark faeries, for fuck's sake.

Idiots won't let you forget how fucking stupid they are. At least in Dentoria it was fucking quiet.
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