The God is Dead, Oops Club Meeting, Tuesday Afternoon

[ashockingbitch]

Jenny was on time, for once in her life, with a large box of biscuits--fine, cookies, since we're in America. No, she hadn't baked them. She'd bought them from Jeff, God of Biscuits', like a sane person. There was also a large pot of tea, and soda for those infidels who didn't like tea.

"So, hi, I'm Jenny, and this is the God is Dead, Oops Club. Everyone in this club either has killed a deity or something like a deity, helped kill a deity, or maybe wishes a deity bloody well dead. Theoretically. Anyone could sign up. So, I thought today we'd just all introduce ourselves, maybe tell a bit about where you're from and how you came to kill a god. Also, if anyone has ideas about things we could do in the club, that would be great."

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Re: Mingle

[ashockingbitch]

"I was thinking we could make up helpful pamphlets," Jenny said. "Like, 'So You Want to Kill a God' and 'So You've Just Killed a God.'"

Re: Mingle

[death-of-hope.livejournal.com]

"Or maybe something like, 'Your God Died - What Comes Next?' 'cause that's going to be a problem for some people." Anemone twirled her hair thoughtfully. "They get really really cranky when you kill their toys."

Re: Mingle

[ashockingbitch]

"I like that," Jenny said, scribbling down a note. "It could be part of a series."