The Council of Emotions

Hello, Well, that was... heartbreaking. As I'm writing these lines, four of our comrades have fallen: Ms. Eris, Ms. Harmonia, Mx. Aesop, and Mr. Thrall. We can, however, only confirm two: Ms. Harmonia, and Mx. Aesop. The other two are murky at best, owing to their otherworldly nature. Ms. Harmonia, I might not know you well, but you're a joy to be around. Mx. Aesop, I have barely met you, but you're probably a good friend of everyone else in the group. Ms. Harmonia, Mx. Aesop, you might be gone, but rest assured, your memory shall live on. We will continue our work in your honor. In our honor. And that's a promise we, as the Council, intend to keep. Long live The Kiss! M. A. Midnight

Hello everyone. As you might well know, tomorrow is our wedding day. Cole and I's wedding. I'm excited, but of course, somewhere in the back of my mind, there's a voice saying, "What if everything falls out of our hands?" I feel woefully inadequate for him. He's such a gentleman, and I'm... just not... you know. I'm barely helpful at best, and at worst, I'm a leverage. This is not a sob blog, though. Just want to lay all of that on the table. Is it strange to be so nervous before the wedding? It's supposed to be the day, after all. The day of dreams and champagne and fun all around. But... I cannot help but be nervous. I've been listening to a song lately, called "Curses", by the Crane Wives. There's several lines that sticks with me when I listen to it: "Won't you stay with me, my darling, when my walls start burning down, down, down?" "Won't you stay with me, my darling, when this house don't feel

Hello! From my last blog, there has been quite a bit of things happening. For example, there are two new people joining: Thrall, who was described as a... shadow person, I guess you could say, and Nicole, a Pure (a term for a non-feral fox). Now, I haven't met them in great detail, so I don't know anything about them. They seem to be taking to living at Harmonia's just fine, but if they have any... ulterior motives, let's say, I wouldn't know. Or when Dolos and Light shows up some days back. Now, for the uninitiated, Dolos is, or rather was, the owner of the Dies Irae Hotel, which recently re-branded as the Dies Lucis Hotel. He's a god of trickery and deceit. He differs from Discord in that he's not... malevolent, let's put it that way. He doesn't have a Fluttershy figure to keep him in check. Light is a different matter entirely. I first met him when the League of Villains showed up, and we all know that whenever the League shows up, trouble is usua

Hello, If you're in Ms. Harmonia's house, you will know that I'm usually referred to as, like, a force of evil or something of the like, usually after several few glasses of whatever alcoholic beverages there happens to be at that time. I just want to say that I'm no such thing. I've been working diligently as Chris' therapist for quite some time now, and I will not hear anything to the contrary. Even though Mallory's act of stuffing Mr. Cole into a straitjacket definitely complicates things, I just want to clarify that I am not someone to be afraid of. There's a lot of other people to worry about. Abaddon, Dolos. Maybe even the Chessmaster? Who knows? But either way, I'm not someone you should be worried about. I'm just trying to help. There is no need to panic about lil' ol' me, you know? Signing off for now, M. A. Midnight

Hello, and a very belated welcome to my blog! I'm Chris Garnet. I'm James Crimson. I'm Mallory Periwinkle. Matilda Midnight, coming in. I'm Matthew Mustard, nice to meet you! And I'm Peter Cornflower. I'm currently living in Meridian, Mississippi with others in the group at the house of one Harmonia Reeds, one of the members. She's a rather good friend, but then again, all of us are good friends, or at least on speaking terms with each other. Heh, "terms". Really, Matthew? Yeah. ... We're kinda weird here. I'm sorry for their behavior. Hope you have a good morning/afternoon/evening/night, and I'm very excited for things to come. Toodles. Bonsoir, messieurs et mesdames. BYE! Goodbye. Bye, y'all. G-g-g-goodbye, everyone.