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Wednesday [PJ] ((LoA))

Joined January 2010 and calls the Land of Oz, for which she is its Wizard, home.

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“If people never did silly things, nothing intelligent would ever get done.”
—Ludwig Wittgenstein

My name is Wednesday, and I guess you could say that for the most part that quote personifies me. If there were no silliness in this world I would die.

However, I guess it’s not all shits and giggles on my side of the pond. Because as much as I’d like, life is not just silliness.

Cheer Captain of the High Seas in the League of Awesomeness.
‘Cheer’ suggested by ElshaHawk
Named ‘Jae’ by the marvelousness that is Mr.Gabriel

Rest is not idleness,
and to lie sometimes on the grass
under trees on a summer’s day,
listening to the murmur of the water,
or watching the clouds float across the sky
is by no means a waste of time.
—John Lubbuck

Stories

  1. Following You

    I haven’t worn make up in a while, Not since— Not since you— You know. There isn’t much I want more Than to have you here again. Because— Cos you were mine And, And I thought we were happy. I thought you said you loved me ...

  2. Love thy Nemesis

    “I wish I didn’t have to do this.” Stoneo stood over the City’s nemesis, Phantom Firata, as she gasped for breath beneath him. “You won’t… do anything,” she panted. “That was a long time ago, Ellis....

  3. Last Moments

    Jo’s eyes darted around the room from inside her lifeless body. Darkness clouded the corners of the hall and all she could hear was the clatter of claws brushing against the marble flooring. A pale, pointed face loomed over her eyes. He bent down...

  4. No Majesty, No Glory, No Honour

    I couldn’t sleep. It was 3a.m. and the whole world seemed to be silently shouting, pushing my eyes open in painful dryness. I started downstairs for a glass of milk but was stopped by the open front door and a shadow standing in it, the light ref...

  5. Forever Autumn

    I watched as her car sped off into the sunset. I watched until it disappeared over the edge of my world with tears dripping slowly down my face and onto the soft coral of my vest. I had only just caught her as she unloaded the last of her things into t...

  6. Desire

    Coming home is filled with a bittersweet incomprehensible emotion I can’t quite fathom. I think I’m happy to be going home, but on the other hand behind me lies more freedom and happiness than I ever find where I’m going. I leave behi...

  7. July 13, 194 days

    100 BC – Julius Caesar is born 1643 – English Civil War: Battle of Roundway Down – In England, Henry Wilmot, 1st Earl of Rochester, commanding the Royalist forces, heavily defeats the Parliamentarian forces led by Sir William Waller. 1878 – Tre...

  8. Handmade Cards and Purple Socks

    I stand at the school gate waiting for you to get out of History. We always walk home together, and today it’s important because I need to ask you why you said what you did? That no one would care if you died today. I would care. I always care. Y...

  9. Last

    It’s lonely here. The city blocks are overgrown with vines and I spend my existence running: from some unknown force or from some rabid creature, it changes day to day. The buildings are where I’ve found myself, trained myself to jump from ...

  10. Destroyer of Worlds

    “Well?” the Queen shouted as she swept into the room, cape fanning out behind her as the Ladies of the Bedchamber fussed around her. “Where is my weapon?” Arnold Schweiss quaked in his boots. The lady was so formiddable in perso...

  11. Chapter Sixteen

    I’m scared. My insides are squirming as I stare at the blank white wall in front of me. It’s lined with scum and mould. There’s no one beside me to hold my hand. My family are all on holiday without me. My heart skips a beat as I thin...

  12. Yellow

    I lie in a clearing in a yellow field as the clouds drift idly above my head. I feel as lazy as they do with the yellow sun setting my white shoes alight as they lie beside me and next to a shiny can of Coke. My friends are away now, in India and Tanza...

  13. Hand me your burden and don't spare the Whip

    for those of you who do not care know that i am always there to comfort through the pounding rain for you to cut when you’re in pain and if you need an alibi im here to hold you when you cry or when the flowers cease to grow shovel through the he...

  14. Cold Feet

    “I-I’m not sure about this,” Renee panted down the phone to her fiancé. “About what?” Roger was eating lunch when his mobile rang and he really wasn’t in the mood for one of her panics. “The wedding.” Ro...

  15. Blue Eyes

    Surprisingly, my heart is broken as he says it. Again, I’ve fallen for a pair of blue eyes. And I’m so sick of it: falling for those eyes, Sick of being made to feel like shit. My heart got broken on the underground: Dated within a week, lo...

  16. Double Posted It

    Yeah, so, I totally didn’t mean to, but I posted this poem twice. Darn it, it’s just this computer is so slow. Apologies, all. I feel an idiot.

  17. An Unlikely Kind of Lady

    “So,” he began, eyes widening, hands getting ready to gesture wildly. “I was in this bar in Honolulu, and I saw this gorgeous chick. And I mean, she was… phwoar.” We all nodded in agreement. This girl must have been phwoar...

  18. 07: Angel Islington

    It takes about fifteen minutes to run from the station to Death’s office. The place is part of a block of terraced shops and apartments that straddle a dilapidated park. The air carries the stench of the traffic jam a couple of roads down. Walkin...

  19. 06: Northern Line to Angel

    I come back to Camden Town station with one blue plastic bag filled with a black corset dress and stagger slowly down the 93 steps to the Southbound station. The downward escalator is broken until September, so you have to go down a dirty spiral stairc...

  20. 05: Camden Town

    The Camden Town crowd is different from that of the Oxford Circus crowd. Instead of girls with foundation on their lips and big hair dragging reluctant boys, the girls are covered in tattoos with masses of eyeliner and the men are divided between tall ...

  21. 04: Northern Line to Camden Town

    I feel like I’m filled with helium as I exit the carriage, my shoulders no longer slumping under the weight of twenty-odd bags. I search for the ‘Northern Line’ signs and follow them into a tunnel-like corridor that looks disused. Its...

  22. 03: Circle Line to Tottenham Court Road

    By the time I’ve stalked the high street and laden myself with bags labelled with every shop logo from Zara to the Disney store, I’m closer to Bond Street Station than Oxford Circus, so amble clumsily down the stairs and stagger to the barr...

  23. 02: Bakerloo Line to Oxford Circus

    I follow the crowds of sleek business people and weird middle class indie kids to the barrier, buy myself a brioche from the station caf and descend to the tube station. The space is packed with people anxious to get to work on time, butting people alm...

  24. LDN 01: Train to Marylebone

    The trees fly past the window but the clouds are oddly stationary, moving, I’m sure, slowly in the opposite direction to me, or as fast as the ethereal winds will push them. The glass of the window seems like a barrier between man and nature, the...

  25. The Path of Spectres

    The sky was an eery cobalt blue as I stood on the plain behind our house. A draft of cold air drifted along the grass and washed lightly over my naked feet, sending shivers up the length of my legs. I could feel my hair brushing lightly against my back...

  26. Before You Left

    I remember once when I was six we came home from the carnival and my balloon slipped through my fingers. Tears leaked from my eyes but you said, “Don’t worry. Now it’s free.” Then you let go of your own. “And now it has a ...

  27. Candy Floss and Heineken

    When we were small we would go to carnivals then leave holding hands, me in my psychedelic leggings, you in your dungarees, candyfloss stuck to our faces in pink tufts. Our bare feet would slide through the grass as we laughed at the tickling sensation...

  28. The End

    I watch the same episode over and over again. Seventeen repeated minutes rolling endlessly over in my brain. I know Kira’s speech, Near’s rebuttle, Matsuda’s screams, almost by heart. I lip sync along each time. The video cuts out eac...

  29. Haywire

    My mind is haywired, Walking on eggshells, Dodging the cracks Or just falling through them. I walk through my shattered imagination. The sky is red, The ground a scorched black Dented by Yellow meteors striking the ground, Bursting into fireworks, Spri...

  30. Daemon

    The sun beats down Through endless days, But red like fire. Burning, Scorching, Like a blowtorch on our backs. We lead the Souls Through their tortures To which they are condemned For years Or millenia. Pushing through mundane pain. I came to be Throug...