''Can somebody (preferably Lestat himself ) reassure me that isn't actually gonna happen?''
Yes, sure they can.
Raxy just did. And if I'm going to actually merk someone, then I won't be posting about having done it, or be planning it somewhere somebody could snitch.
If I need to commit pesticide then pesticide shall be committed, certainly, but I'd not very well come on here going hey guys, anybody want to come poke a dead body with a stick and see how hard they have to jab before the putrefaction-induced corpse-bloated abdomien ruptures and squirts liquified gangrenous guts and pus as though it were a giant mouth making a tony bliar (sp. int,) speech. and subsequently deflating, shrinking and melting away like an autism squeaks conference subjected to a full-on blast of rettdevil-snark (only one HELL of a lot less sexy as the one, only, gorgeous Kassiane herself in full-blown thermonuclear snark mode..because christ that turns me on like you wouldn't fucking believe:P)
But yeah, I FEEL like going to the prick's house that fucked me over, if I knew where they lived, and making them eat the sliced up and barbequed (ante-mortem) members of their family. Excluding cats and other animals. And subsequently giving the cunt a RFNA enema. Still livid. Got to deal with recovering a hair short of half a grand off some fucking scamming twat.
I am feeling, physically good enough. I just went out and got myself a couple of those spicy south-african themed mcdonalds burgers and munched those down. Got a couple of servings of fried cheese wedges for later when I feel like a snack.
Picked up a few things from a local pharmacy on the way back-some local anaesthetic gel that I needed for the foot, a bottle of tincture of opium (its a rather well kept secret in the pharmacy trade it seems, a lot of places refuse to stock it and others refuse to sell it half the time if they DO stock it. But its pretty good stuff. Especially if one has no tolerance or a low one. For me, its the additional efffects of things other than morphine/codeine in there, the thebaine mainly. A convulsant poison, that acts the same way as does strychnine, but in the small quantitiies found in a couple of bottles of that, or when using poppy pod tea (tastes HIDEOUS mind you, I've tasted a few fairly rank, icky tasting herbs and other plant preparations but opium tea takes the grand prize for being rank, foul, foetid, ultra-vile shockingly repellent bitter stinking slop. I'd be very hard pushed to actually name THE nastiest, most rancid thing to have ever passed my lips, food, medicine, recreational drug or anything else in between but opium poppy tea, made from not dry, but fresh pods, is about the filthiest abomination I have ever had the gutwrenching, sickmaking experience of chugging down. And the smell, jesus. Its unique, the smell fresh poppy pods or the aqueous decoction thereof. There is nothing quite like it, and it is really, really fucking bad. I find it so unbearably fuckugly that when I have opium poppy pods and/or poppy straw that are fresh rather than dried, when they just taste kinda musty and dry, like really bitter wet hay, (the bitterness comes from the morphine, codeine, thebaine, oripavine, papaverine and what have you, so the worse it tastes in that respect the higher the alkaloid content and the better the pods&straw will be)
But fresh...my unholy mother of jumping jesus shit fucking mother mary on her sodding period YEECH! Its actually so damn awful to my perception that I have to don my gas mask to enter the kitchen whilst the extractor fan in the kitchen is on, the windows open and door open too, else I'm likely to toss my cookies and end up horking up cheese chunks all over the back door step and have to spray it down with the garden hose.
I've smelled worse, FAR worse, mind you but aside from broccoli I don't think I have ever smelled anything nearly so bad that has also been a natural product-anything quite so nasty, or certainly owt worse has had to slither its way out of one of my flasks:P
*Lestat pokes trigger with a rig loaded with a hefty belter of morphine*