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[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

Most persistent spam ever I'm assuming that this isn't for a Viagra support group How the hell do you do this?

Hello. I got tired of deleting the email from my inbox and this seemed to be the only way to get it to stop. I'm not entirely sure what comes next but I hope it doesn't result in more random emails from mysterious sources. Is there a next step to this or am I free to reclaim my internet connection again?

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[venusingucci.insanejournal.com]

They're actually well-behaved for their ages. Although, well... Perhaps it might be easier to let them tell you. They can't quite read and write just yet, but their verbal skills are coming along beautifully.

[She switches to a webcam feed, looking quite radiant, and appears to be getting the attention of someone off-screen. Soon, a little girl comes over and nestles into her lap]

This is my daughter, Ivy. I fear my son has inherited that sea-god temperament you can see a bit of in our dear Triton up there. Ivy, my sweet, do say hello.

[The little girl waves]
Hello, Mr. Cal. I'm Ivy. My brother is Antny. Our birthday is December. I like little cakes with chocolate and orange. And candy roses. Antny is silly. He likes salty stuff.

[guardienne.insanejournal.com]

She is, on both counts. Very much a product of her parents. Very smart. She lives in New York with them. Often plays with the little Lovelace girl, I hear--less so with the boy, but he's a son of Poseidon. Can't blame them there.

Me, I'm in Las Vegas. Just down the street from our center.

[blackdestroyer.insanejournal.com]

Naw, shug. But it happens once and they go batshit, y'know. Putting the Destroyer in is one thing. Knowing I'm Kali... well... fuck.

[inked-oak.insanejournal.com]

Really? My late wife Carmen was a music teacher. My two older kids definitely got a love of it from her. I appreciate it and love it, but I'm not all that great of a musician, personally.

And they're good kids, really. Nothing like helping shape young minds, right?

[chaos-embodied.insanejournal.com]

Well, well, well. I suppose it was only a matter of time.

I'm guessing everyone else has already bombarded you with shit already.

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

I'm in NYC, too. That should make meeting her and her parents easy enough, I guess. Since I assume they're like us?

Our center? I'm sorry. I got lost again.

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

Knowing you're Kali upsets them even more. I follow and it makes some of the news make more sense. I'm very sorry that this whole thing has messed up your life so badly.

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

Music is a gift, I think, and kids pick it up so much easier. I find that it helps create a common language with them, too. My kids at the club tend to have a bigger age range so sometimes I need that help more than others. It's a lot easier to get a 7 year old to think you're cool than a 14 year old. That's when they start teaching us.

No, there's nothing as amazing as working with kids. It puts everything into better perspective.

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

I didn't mean Damn

No, it's okay. I'm sorry. I'm glad you said hello. I already get the feeling that I have to meet as many of the rest of us as possible and as soon as possible. I'm Cal.

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

I teach second grade in Harlem. They're great kids.

And thank you very much. You don't have to do that.

But, if you wanted to send chocolate chip cookies, I would take them in for my kids.

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

I've gotten the full range of welcome speeches, I think. Everyone has been really patient.

I'm sorry, though. It was only a matter of time until what? Do we know each other? Or, I probably should ask, did we know each other?

[womanontop.insanejournal.com]

Relax, dear heart, I'm hardly offended. And don't let some of our more overzealousfanatical enthusiastic members scare you. The situation isn't perfect, but it's not dire just yet.

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

That's great. Either way, he is a happy kid with a beautiful song to end his day on. Lullabies and kids' songs are the hardest to get just right. The balance is so very fine and you have to hit on something that catches fire for them. They're the hardest songs I've ever written but I've gotten one or two good ones if you want them

[chaos-embodied.insanejournal.com]

We weren't good friends or anything, but yeah, we knew each other. As for what I meant: It was only a matter of time before another Egyptian appeared. I'm just relieved it's not someone I hated.

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

That is incredibly reassuring to hear. I was starting to worry that I was going to be sent on ten mile hikes in zero degree weather, then handed a few issues of Deadpool and told to learn the Five Point Palm Exploding Heart Technique.

[womanontop.insanejournal.com]

I'm sorry they frightened you. I'm not saying I don't take our situation seriously, but it seems to be a poor habit to terrify new arrivals within moments of them finding the community.

[inked-oak.insanejournal.com]

It's definitely a calling. You got any kids of your own?

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

I'm glad? I think.

Then I guess it's good to meet you again. You can stick to calling me Cal if you want. Are you one of the other ones in NYC that Bastet mentioned?

[chaos-embodied.insanejournal.com]

It does, I'm Seth. Though for now you can call me Aldo.

[roseredheart.insanejournal.com]

Do you write a lot of songs?

[guardienne.insanejournal.com]

More or less, yes.

Oh, that's right. You haven't been told about our little missions yet. We have to seek out our old places of power again. I'm fairly sure I'm found ours, but... Getting in is a whole different ball of wax.

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

*Feeling a bit obligated now, dammit, Cal fiddles with his laptop until he gets the webcam to flicker into life. Oh, who is he kidding? The moment he saw that cute little face, he knew he would be delivering whatever she requested. He gives a crooked grin and waves back at Ivy.*

Hi, Ivy. It's a pleasure to meet you. Thank you for coming to say hello. I like chocolate, too, but I've never had a candy rose. Do you think I could get one at the flower shop?

[venusingucci.insanejournal.com]

[Ivy blinks and shrugs]
Dunno. Candy roses are real roses covered in sugar. I think candy shops have them. Oh! And grape juice. The sparkly kind with bubbles. Mother says we're too little for real wine.

[blackdestroyer.insanejournal.com]

Shit, babycakes. This ain't that bad. Not compared to how fucked up things were when I was a kid. Just makes me fucking pissed since I ain't got as many places for that energy to go. Docs say I gotta have good outlets.

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

Not as many as I did back in school but sometimes. It depends on the mood or if I'm having a good note day. Sometimes putting a song together helps remembering things. Oh, man, was that what that song about the dancing feet of a goddess meant? For me and the kids both. Do you write?