intofireforever | ~014 - [VIDEO] - Laura is possessed, what else is new?

~014 - [VIDEO] - Laura is possessed, what else is new?

[The video function turns on, and Laura can be seen to have painted some sort of yellow pigment, probably just paint of some kind, across her upper face and chest (which is bare, by the way, aside from a few beaded necklaces--it's a good thing she had her 18th birthday this summer, or this would have taken on a whole new level of creepy). A black pigment is smeared across the area of her nose and mouth, and she's wearing a pair of Laura's bigger, gaudier turquoise earrings (oh, the 80s, how we all love them). An orange scarf is bound around her hair, to keep it back, and she's wearing one of Laura's more provocative skirts (having slit it up both sides, for easier movement.]

This body is...strange. As though it has been sapped of the proper colors, and yet somehow...beautiful, in its own strange and ugly way. I could have fared far worse.

[Sorry, Goddess, but you're in the body of a rather pale blonde chick. Needless to say, this isn't Laura anymore. Say hello to Tlazolteotl (Sacred Filth Eater; also known as She Who Eats Filth/Sin, The Death Caused By Lust, and She of Two Faces), the goddess of a dual nature. She's not only the deity of vice, filth, sexual misdeeds, and sexually-transmitted diseases, but also purification, steam baths and midwives. She both inspires sexual misdeeds, and cleanses the souls of those who engage in them. Essentially, she's Laura, on supernatural steroids and to the power of 100.]

And it is not as strange as this thing I speak through. I do not understand the workings of it. [But she knows how to use it, now, by seeing her brethren do it. She spreads her arms in a sort of welcoming gesture.]

Hearken unto me, dwellers of this place, and seek the company of another. Revel in your lechery, now, and enjoy it without fear, for when you seek me, you shall be forgiven and purified.

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...Lechery?

Hey. Um. Hi.

I know that, uh, 'vessel' of yours. [Rex's god was funny. You're just a little scary, lady. Also, Laura possessed is a little 'aaaaaah fuck.'] I'm Paddy. Patrick. Whatever you folks prefer.

Don't suppose you could tell me your name or something?

[Don't be scared, Paddy. Despite her 'occupation', she's pretty nice, as far as sacrifice-demanding gods go.]

Hello, "Patrick." [She says this as if the feeling of speaking his name is completely foreign in her mouth]. You sound afraid, but there is no reason to fear. I am the goddess Tlazolteotl.

You say you know this vessel. What do you mean by this?

Edited 2011-01-07 23:19 (UTC)

Tla...zolt...eotl. Right. [He was scribbling it down on a scrap of paper.]

I mean, she's my responsibility.

And... well, I'd really like it if you could put her back how she was. If you're only gonna be here for a bit, you can have my body instead or something. I dunno. Just... put her back, please.

Your concern touches me, Patrick, but I cannot leave this vessel.

I will take care. While it is mine, her body will not be harmed.

~~It ain't her body I'm worried about.~~

Could you just... 'scuse me a minute?

[BRB READING]

[TEN MINUTES LATER]

Okay. Here's the deal. You've gotta have some freaking awesome powers, yeah, cause you're a Goddess and all that. So... are you sure you can't swap us about? I mean... it's not that I don't trust you to be decent or anything, but... when you go...

Are you really sure?

~~I am gonna fucking kill whoever did this.~~