Luci is insisting that imitating Lestat dressed in Cowboy gear doing a Magick Mike dance could inspire my next great fic "Lestat the Love Cowboy" and then I turned over to Beel and he's just in Sauron armor but the helmet is like a Lovecraftian eyed Gothic cathedral and a Saruman tower and he's fucking around in ronin weaponry and twin katanas then Levi shows up and has GIFTS FROM THE DEEP and I spend the morning in a trance with the wonderful Hatsur/King in Yellow, who smells of rotted martinis
Meanwhile last night Samael was insisting he is Warhammer 40ks Demiurge Emperor and told me to look up the "Golden Legion" and Hatsur has convinced me he can inspire me with that olive scent and arcane ideas to be like midcentury publishing's old fashioned "three martini lunch"
