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What do you want to see? [Sep. 6th, 2008  ~  11:42 pm]
the Archangel Gabriel
[mood |boredbored]

Hey gang,

My writing mojo as regards Gabriel has been on the fritz for a while. I sometimes wonder if I haven't said all with him that wanted to be said when I first took on the character. So, I thought I'd ask his flist: what would you like to see Gabriel write about?

Obviously this would be easier for those of you familiar with the canon to answer, but it's open to anyone. What areas of Gabriel's past and existence (or present, or future) would you like to see explored? I'm utterly open to suggestions.

-the typist
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247: Mess You've Cleaned Up [Sep. 6th, 2008  ~  11:39 pm]
the Archangel Gabriel
[mood |predatory]

I remember Eden. And after Eden, too. Things going downhill. Remember having to show the wretched monkeys all the tedious things they had to know now, since they'd gone and screwed up Paradise.

Things like pruning plants to make them grow healthy. Didn't have to do that before they dirtied Eden with their stupidity. Everything was perfect, everything grew in its ideal form according to its designs, nothing needed trimming or cleaning up 'round the edges.

So I sat there shaking my head over their colossal screw-up, but showing them the needful things: how to cut away the dead and sickly wood from the relatively healthy, for one. And how to slaughter an animal: how to feel for the pulsing beat there in the throat, and with one clean cut open up the jugular to the air. How to dress the meat once the poor innocent beast was dead.

Angel of death, so these things were part of my function, it was deemed.

At first I didn't understand, why me. I resented the task: I resented that I should have to take life from the green-and-growing, or from the gentle-and-animal, because humans had screwed up. Their mistake hit everything. Why should I have to waste my time teaching them the art of murder for the sake of their survival?

It's taken me just a little over four thousand years to get it. But I understand now, I understand what the Name wanted me to get from those long bloody hours of slitting cow throats and cutting branches. Like so much else in His creation, it was a small-scale model for the true act, a parable if you will.

I understand my purpose.

To cut, not only the dead and the sickly, but the sprawl of this human disease that infects this world. To trim away the weeds, no matter how stubborn they grow, how fiercely they cling to their base little simian existences. To put my fingers on the pulse-point of the throat of mankind, and to slice, clean and easy, through the fat, through the mammalian filth, and bleed them out. Slaughter the flock down to a more manageable size.

They're a mess. They are a breeding, sick, amoral mess, and in comparison the offal of the butchered cow is as rubies and emeralds. They are a mess, but I have learned the lesson of the parable and know the necessity of the cleansing I bring.

Like the man says.... it's a dirty job, but someone has to do it.


gabriel * the prophecy series (movie) * word count: 420
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"DVD Commentary" on #201: Loss [Aug. 30th, 2008  ~  11:34 pm]
the Archangel Gabriel

sonofgranite wanted to know about this (very very long) prompt. *deep breath*

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"DVD Commentary" on #176: Scars [Aug. 30th, 2008  ~  11:19 pm]
the Archangel Gabriel
[mood |thoughtfulthoughtful]

I'm doing that DVD commentary meme going around, so if there's a prompt you'd like to hear more about, let me know.

john_h_holliday asked about this prompt.

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Father's Day... [Jun. 16th, 2008  ~  01:17 am]
the Archangel Gabriel
[mood |curiouspuzzled]

Gift for Dad who is has everything?

(cross-posted to sixwordstories)
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232: Unkind? [Jun. 7th, 2008  ~  02:31 am]
the Archangel Gabriel
[mood |blankpatient]

Is there a situation where it's appropriate to be unkind?

I fulfill my function.

I am my function.

My functions, rather. I am many things before the throne and away from it, because I travel now, see and take in as much I can, but my responsibilities, my, what I oversee... it's a lot of stuff.

Not that I do it all myself. I outsource to little kids from India.... oh no wait, I already told Ynez that one and she called horse-puckey on it, so never mind. Okay, I don't outsource to India. Guam, now.... There are other angels under the Name who help, and anyways time doesn't work the same way for us, we got more hours in the day than you guys got, we get everything done that needs doing is the point.

It's a big list.Collapse )


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Took it from Ynez. Hope she sees it when she gets back. [May. 28th, 2008  ~  03:01 pm]
the Archangel Gabriel
[mood |accomplished]

1) Are you an Aunt/Uncle?

Um. No? It really depends how literally you want to take that whole "brothers" thing.

2) Can you do a cartwheel?

No idea. I should try.

3) What was the last movie you saw in the cinema?

March of the Penguins.

4) Do you eat vegetables regularly?

Try to. Mmm, carrots...

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230: Black and White [May. 28th, 2008  ~  02:34 pm]
the Archangel Gabriel
[mood |sadquiet]

In the beginning was the Word…

In Him was life, and the life was the light of men. And the light shineth in darkness; and the darkness comprehended it not

In the beginning-- in the beginning things were-- so much simpler. So much more straightforward. There was the Light, and there was the darkness. I don’t even say ‘good’ and ‘evil’ because we didn’t have those concepts yet, not then, not at the start of things when each star was sung awake, the void filling with points of glory, first one then another then another, answering flares echoing the first, every sun in the universe coming to life.

What use for words like good and evil back then? We didn’t think that way. We only saw: saw the light, and the dark. The white-- the brightest white, a white so pure, so dazzling, that it cannot be seen by human eyes-- against the black, the waiting cradling darkness that rolls out and out forever, the great ocean in which all the worlds and galaxies are only islands…

So simple, then. White. Black. No baggage, no moral nothin’ attached. Just the beauty.

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Hehhh. [May. 17th, 2008  ~  05:45 pm]
the Archangel Gabriel
[mood |amusedamused]

your name's Secret Meaning is...

"Addicted to Hot Dogs"

...pretty close...
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229: Get someone drunk [May. 17th, 2008  ~  05:38 pm]
the Archangel Gabriel
[mood |sadsad]

If you could get anyone drunk, who would it be and what would you do?

Hehhh. There's prolly a couple I can think of who'd benefit. But. Top of the list is Michael. Little brother mine.

The good son.

The favorite son.

...I love Michael, don't get me wrong. 'Course I do. He's family. We've known each other a, a long time. Long time, eons and eons, and I have never begrudged him his closeness to the Boss; this is his function, the purpose of his creation. To be a little closer to the Father than the rest of us, since Lucifer went the opposite direction. Micha'el: who is like unto G-d.

I don't begrudge him that, I really don't. Don't envy him. And I would not, not for nothing, want to trade places with him. Take on his job? Judgment, along with so much else? No. No thank you. I'll leave that to him.

He's so much better at it, after all.

What you want has made you a walking tragedy, brother. Even Lucifer wouldn't have you. Surprising, since the two of you have so much in common.

Yeah. Yeah. And, he wasn't wrong. I'll grant that; Michael was right. He maybe didn't need to say it with quite so much self-righteousness, but, Michael was right. So I don't have the issue with that so much, anymore. Not with what he said to me or did to me.

(Turned me mortal. Took my name. Did what Lucifer couldn't, hadn't, and broke the mighty archangel, just like that. Goodbye, brother.)

What gets me is that Michael, the favored son, the good son, full of the authority granted him by the Name-- what gets me is not what he did, but that he didn't think it through.

Michael. You could and so you did, with no more consideration than that. It's a common failing among us-- Heaven knows I did it over and over and over again, and maybe if I hadn’t, none of this would ever have happened-- this problem we have, confusing permission with directions. Confusing 'can' with 'should.'

I'm not even saying that it was wrong. That's not my call to make, that's the Name's. But that Michael did it and didn't comprehend, did not really get what he was doing to me... and I know that he didn't understand, and still does not, because--

--it's a long story. It's a long story and I'll tell it sometime, tell how maybe being so very close to the Light has blinded him, my perfect brother, but the simple version is that there is one very uptight archangel in service of the Name. Obsessing over that, obsessing over being the obedient son. Clinging to that.

Would do you good to go on a bender sometime, little brother.


gabriel * the prophecy series (movie) * word count: 453
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227: Book rec [May. 3rd, 2008  ~  03:58 pm]
the Archangel Gabriel
[mood |cheerfulcheerful]

A friend asks you to recommend a book: which book would you choose and why?

*hums to self* The bee-eye-bee-ell-ee, yes that's the book for me, I stand alone on the word of God, the bee-eye-bee-ell-ee...

Oh, hey, what're we doing? Book recs? Right, right, okay...

Well, personally, I'd have to rec a volume that's done a lot for me, you know, a book I found a lot of, comfort, in when I was goin' through some of the not-so-bright times. Book that could always lift my heart, make me smile.... book that spoke to me too, spoke to what I was dealing with right then.

Not just any book that'll do that. Got to be a little somethin' out of the ordinary. Something that has truths in it.

I get that not everybody will agree with it or think it's all true, either. That's, you know, that's up for debate, and I'm not gonna go around saying "it happened like this" or "no, no way, you got it all wrong." Human authors, you know? They do the best they can, with what they got, and if what they have at the end touches even one person, then that's something. And like I said, the book touched me. Your mileage may vary.

So all that being said, let me personally recommend my own, dog-eared copy of yet another version of the Greatest Story Ever Told:

Lamb: The Gospel According to Biff, Christ's Childhood Pal.


gabriel * the prophecy series (movie) * word count: 230
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220: Magic potion [Apr. 8th, 2008  ~  04:52 pm]
the Archangel Gabriel
[mood |bouncybouncy]

If you could buy a magic potion, what would it be?


*ponder ponder*

*ponder, contemplate, ponder*

...I think I'd like something that would turn my tongue green.

Or possibly purple.

[Yes, obviously not enough words to count]
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225: Without words [Apr. 6th, 2008  ~  02:24 pm]
the Archangel Gabriel
[mood |blankblank]

"Are you an angel?" she asks me.

A simple question. A yes or no question, really, and yet... I have no words.

For a moment I'm elsewhere, elsewhen. For a moment I'm not here in the Arizona desert, gazing down on a girl-child bleeding her life out into the dust. For a moment I'm back... to what I was...

Memories aren't as sharp and clear as they were the first month, or first year, or even the first five years. Fifteen years now I've been this, instead. Human. This body. This world. Learning about... weakness. Pain. Exhaustion. Need. Kindness. Gratitude. Fifteen years I've been a man-- not much of a man, either, not impressive or respectable or worthwhile as humans are reckoned-- and a lot of what I used to be has faded from my memory.

But for a second, as she asks me, I remember what it was like. To be the angel of the Lord.

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218: A lie my Father told me [Mar. 2nd, 2008  ~  10:45 pm]
the Archangel Gabriel
[mood |coldcold]

It's cold.

I'm dead.


I can remember bullets spiralling through me, one after the other, nicking ribs in their passage. One lodging in my scapula. Lungs perforating. Blood welling in my throat as I tried to finish the sentence I'd started, but then the ground rose up to claim me and then all was cold, and dark.

And the earth was without form, and void; and darkness was upon the face of the deep...

Like that. Reminds me of that time, of the waiting in the stillness for the spark, for the Light. For Him. And He spoke, and all things were good; He named me, He said, You are My child, Gabriel; I love you, from now until the end of time. Forever.

That was a long time ago. And I'm not waiting for the Light, right now; just for my body to get itself together. I've been hurt worse than this before-- bullets aren't so bad, you want real damage, you try getting in the way of a, a battering ram, that took days to come back from. But bullets... maybe an hour, two tops, until the holes knit themselves shut and I can feel again, hear again, see again.

I can wait.

Drifting like this, I got time to think. Think about what I'll do to those who're making this such a hassle. Yeahhh. Danyael. Deal with him. Then the woman, what's her name? Valerie? She and I, we're gonna have us a talk.

Maybe, good Lord willing, I'll run into a couple of the cops who shot me, too. Play some monkey games with them.

The dark is endless. Silence. Peaceful in its way, but I don't like hanging out here too long. Missin' things going on in the world, falling behind on events.


...I don't like the chance to think. Not for too long.

It's just the dark, just the cold, but it can get to you, it can mess you up-- start you doubting yourself, you know? Thinking thoughts that are crazy. Thinking how maybe, maybe this ain't how it's supposed to go. Thinking maybe I'm wrong.

I'm not. I'm not, but here in the grave, all sorts of thoughts come up on me...


Just the hint of it first, the brush of it against my cheek. And then that first lurch as my heart starts pumping again, and then the lungs... nervous system kicks back on, hearing, one after the other as I start returning to my body.

Vision's the last to come, so even as I'm shifting on the cold hard county morgue slab, even as I'm hearing the coroner rummage around, I'm still seeing the dark.

The last thought hits me before I open my eyes is, He lied.


gabriel * the prophecy series (movie) * word count: 461
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214: Greatness [Feb. 2nd, 2008  ~  11:01 pm]
the Archangel Gabriel
[mood |thoughtfulthoughtful]

To be great, is to be misunderstood.

Hm. Yeah, I'll get behind that one. I know one being, one Being rather, who is what I'd call great. And yes, He's pretty consistently misunderstood...

I mean, it's not like it's His idea of worship for two groups of monkeys to wipe each other off the face of the earth, but historically you guys seem to, to like doing that. Fighting over which of you is doing it right, which of you has the, the right, to worship... like you owned Him. Like you could lay claim to something like that.

Sometimes I think maybe He went about it... wrong, with you guys. Tried to speak too frankly from the start. I think maybe He's too. Too big for you guys. The prompt says great, okay, yeah. That works. He's maybe too great for most of you to handle, too vast and all-encompassing and infinite and simple. So you complicate, you fuck Him up if you'll pardon my French. With all these arguments, all these boxes you try and put Him in, try and make him just another version of you...

He is bigger than that. I don't want to say He doesn't care-- He does. Every sparrow that falls to the ground. But oh, you want to make out like you're the centers of the universe-- children, you are specks of sand tumbling on the beach before the ocean that is His presence. Busy grinding against each other, never seeing the water itself. Busy twisting His words down into a list of rules you can fight over.

On the other hand, I can't say it's only you humans who have, at times, failed to... understand.


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211: Old Acquaintance [Jan. 9th, 2008  ~  01:13 pm]
the Archangel Gabriel
[mood |tiredtired]

Old acquaintance, hm?

...so many. Too many that are no longer around. I could do nothing but list their names for a day and a night and another day and I wouldn't be done.

There's Danyael and Simon and Uziel and and Mosrael and--

You know what? That's. Depressing. Let's not go there. There's nothing I wanna say, anyway, about them. That I haven't already. Not now. Words are either too small or... Let's not go there.

How about the living, hm? Those walkin' and talkin'. Michael's an old acquaintance, couple billion years, that counts as old. But he's also family. Come to think of it, most of the names I could toss out are family, and it's a sad, state of affairs, when your family feels like mere acquaintance. Or maybe outright enemies, like Lucifer.

Of you guys, most of you don't live long enough for me to say we're old acquaintances, if you catch my drift. Firefly flickers.

There's pretty Lilit in her pretty towers. She's not family and we're not enemies (any more), so maybe she counts as an acquaintance, but...

There's a few other long-lived monkeys. And a few characters who aren't monkeys, classify as, as deities or aliens or-- or whatever. It seems like I know most of 'em through work, though. Business. Not really socially.

Old acquaintances...

...you know, I don't think I have any, after all.


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209: Fear [Dec. 31st, 2007  ~  12:55 pm]
the Archangel Gabriel
[mood |calmcalm]

What are you afraid of?


Does that sound arrogant, maybe? Boastful? Macho? Mm. Big tough angel, not afraid of nothin'. It's true though, and doesn't have much to do with pride. For most of my existence, fear never was a big part of my vocabulary; who or what can you be afraid of when you are the named messenger of the Almighty God? I remember being angry in the first war-- angry, stricken, uncomprehending, disbelieving... many things... but not afraid.

Fear came later, when I could no longer hear His voice. And I refused to admit that was fear; buried myself in anger once more. What's the line? 'He doesn't get scared, he gives it'? Something like that. Easier to take it out on others, easier to let somebody else feel terror, then face up to it myself.

That was... internal, though, something between me and my G-d. Outside threats, though? I told Lucifer he was nothing; said that to his face knowing he was about ready to rip my heart out.

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208: Four [Dec. 30th, 2007  ~  10:57 pm]
the Archangel Gabriel
[mood |thoughtfulthoughtful]

It depends on who you're talking to, whether you hear four tossed around or seven. Archangels, I mean. Those of us who stand... stood... in the Presence.

The confusion is understandable when you look at how things have gone.

Lucifer first, by a different name in those days of course. Myself. Raphayel. Remiel. So there were four to start with, yeah.

And then Lucifer had to go and rebel.

Screwed up a lot more than just accurate counts, that did.

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207: Control [Dec. 25th, 2007  ~  04:30 pm]
the Archangel Gabriel
[mood |blankblack]

Gan 'Eden was retaken by Micha'el's forces nine hundred years gone, though by rights it is Gabriel's. Uriel, who follows Michael, holds Gulgalta, the place of the skull. Raphayel travels, but he did establish a stronghold at Har ha'Bayit, where humans have built the so-called Dome of the Rock.

He and those who have not fallen for the lie-- in Gabriel's mind, it assumes capital letters, becomes massive and monstrous; the Lie-- have chosen instead the empty places, those removed from the creatures this whole war is about. Deserts. Mountains. The poles. Places where the stink of mankind doesn't reach, yet.

It's cold here, on the peak. The wind sings a harsh song through crevasses and across broad rock faces, but the air is clean, free of taint. The nearest humans...Collapse )


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Awwws [Dec. 24th, 2007  ~  10:48 am]
the Archangel Gabriel
[mood |gratefulgrateful]

Gabe and his mun appreciate whoever was thoughtful enough to give him some extra icons time even though as a rule the mun's annoyed enough at LJ to feel bad when other people support the evil empire for Gabe's sake =cough=.

Gabe: AS SHE WAS SAYING. *smiles* Thank you.
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