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  <pubDate>Sat, 09 Aug 2008 06:13:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ooc: Regarding tonight&apos;s news</title>
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  <description>I&apos;ve been asked to inform you that tonight&apos;s news will be late as the person signed up to do it is having difficulties getting connected to the InterTubes.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 Jul 2007 20:26:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>D&apos;oh!</title>
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  <description>Hello there.  If you have received a friending message from this journal today it is because I am a dork and had the wrong journal logged in when I used the admin console.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*facepalm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are part of Milieux, you can ignore this message.  If you are not... Well...  Heh  sorry?</description>
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  <category>screwtape mun is a dork</category>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 May 2007 15:32:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>OOC: Has anybody out there read...</title>
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  <description>Paradise Lost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.  In Screwtape Letters, Screwtape becomes really really angry and transforms suddenly into a large centipede. (See icon, which is actually from a Magic the Gathering card.)  After this happens Screwtape labels it as an &quot;occasional phenomenon&quot; &lt;strike&gt;do do dododo&lt;/strike&gt; and says that some word of it has reached the human in works by a poet &quot;Milton something&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assume this is a reference to &quot;Paradise Lost&quot;.  I&apos;m looking for the part of that book where this sort of transformation happens.  Can anybody scan or quote me the passage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_ditheringangel&apos; lj:user=&apos;ditheringangel&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://ditheringangel.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://ditheringangel.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;ditheringangel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for help finding the passage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So having said, a while he stood, expecting&lt;br /&gt;Thir universal shout and high applause&lt;br /&gt;To fill his eare, when contrary he hears&lt;br /&gt;On all sides, from innumerable tongues&lt;br /&gt;A dismal universal hiss, the sound&lt;br /&gt;Of public scorn; he wonderd, but not long&lt;br /&gt;Had leasure, wondring at himself now more;&lt;br /&gt;His Visage drawn he felt to sharp and spare,&lt;br /&gt;His Armes clung to his Ribs, his Leggs entwining&lt;br /&gt;Each other, till supplanted down he fell&lt;br /&gt;A monstrous Serpent on his Belly prone,&lt;br /&gt;Reluctant, but in vaine, a greater power&lt;br /&gt;Now rul&apos;d him, punisht in the shape he sin&apos;d,&lt;br /&gt;According to his doom: he would have spoke,&lt;br /&gt;But hiss for hiss returnd with forked tongue&lt;br /&gt;To forked tongue, for now were all transform&apos;d&lt;br /&gt;Alike, to Serpents all as accessories&lt;br /&gt;To his bold Riot: dreadful was the din&lt;br /&gt;Of hissing through the Hall, thick swarming now&lt;br /&gt;With complicated monsters, head and taile,&lt;br /&gt;Scorpion and Asp, and AMPHISBAENA dire,&lt;br /&gt;CERASTES hornd, HYDRUS, and ELLOPS drear,&lt;br /&gt;And DIPSAS (Not so thick swarm&apos;d once the Soil&lt;br /&gt;Bedropt with blood of Gorgon, or the Isle&lt;br /&gt;OPHIUSA) but still greatest hee the midst,&lt;br /&gt;Now Dragon grown, larger then whom the Sun&lt;br /&gt;Ingenderd in the PYTHIAN Vale on slime,&lt;br /&gt;Huge PYTHON, and his Power no less he seem&apos;d&lt;br /&gt;Above the rest still to retain; they all&lt;br /&gt;Him follow&apos;d issuing forth to th&apos; open Field,&lt;br /&gt;Where all yet left of that revolted Rout&lt;br /&gt;Heav&apos;n-fall&apos;n, in station stood or just array,&lt;br /&gt;Sublime with expectation when to see&lt;br /&gt;In Triumph issuing forth thir glorious Chief;&lt;br /&gt;They saw, but other sight instead, a crowd&lt;br /&gt;Of ugly Serpents; horror on them fell,&lt;br /&gt;And horrid sympathie; for what they saw,&lt;br /&gt;They felt themselvs now changing; down thir arms,&lt;br /&gt;Down fell both Spear and Shield, down they as fast,&lt;br /&gt;And the dire hiss renew&apos;d, and the dire form&lt;br /&gt;Catcht by Contagion, like in punishment,&lt;br /&gt;As in thir crime.  Thus was th&apos; applause they meant,&lt;br /&gt;Turnd to exploding hiss, triumph to shame&lt;br /&gt;Cast on themselves from thir own mouths.&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <category>milton</category>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 02 Apr 2007 06:58:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>4/2 Monday Morning - Our House in the middle of Our St.</title>
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  <description>Screwtape walked into the kitchen of &lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/blackadder_nth/pic/0000b0d7/g1&quot;&gt;his new home&lt;/a&gt; as he fixed his tie in place.  He furrowed his brow at the coffee maker and it started up as if shamed into doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was concerned at first that his &quot;promotion&quot; in the Lowerarchy of the Department of Temptation was the result of old Slubgob&apos;s machinations, but he had to admit that it was good to be in the field again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Particularly with such a nice little cottage all to himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, alone at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;-2&quot;&gt;[ooc: for the (surprise!) roommate.&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <category>blackadder</category>
  <category>our street</category>
  <category>wtfroomie?</category>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 02 Apr 2007 01:46:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>OOC contact post</title>
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  <description>This post is how you can oocly contact Screwtape&apos;s player, who is also an admin for the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments to this post will be screened for privacy.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 02 Apr 2007 01:44:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Screwtape&apos;s Voice Mail</title>
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  <description>&quot;Hello, you&apos;ve reached the answering service of Screwtape.  I&apos;m currently doing something far more important then talking to you.  But rest assured, your call is important to me.  Leave a message and I&apos;ll see to contacting you in return.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Beep&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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