A little about me
Feb. 22nd, 2007 03:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
It occurs to me that I've made mention of a lot of things and people, without really going into a lot of detail. So I suppose that's what the big purpose of all this is.


This is me and Goliath. We're mates now, so basically it's like being married. He looks a little grumpy in this shot, but believe me, he actually can smile.

This is Hudson. He's over a hundred years old, not counting the gang's thousand year nap. He's a bit of a TV junkie.

This is Brooklyn (in front), Lexington (in the middle), and Broadway (in the back). Great guys, if typical teenagers. Brooklyn, especially, is Mister Cool and Moody, Lex is a tech-head, and Broadway's a great chef and a good detective.

This is Angela. She's the daughter of Goliath and Demona. In human terms, she's my step-daughter. She grew up on a mystic island where time moves slower, but now she lives with us.

Bronx, our watchbeast, looking happy to see Hudson.

Matt Bluestone. My old partner on the force. Conspiracy nut who also happened to be right about some of it. Our best and closest human friend, though he still sometimes says I turned into a Gargoyle just to get out of doing paperwork.

Cagney, my cat. She likes to nap on top of Bronx. He doesn't seem to mind.

My father, Peter. I was following in his footsteps when I joined the force.

My mother, Diane. Not even the same species as her anymore, and she still nags me about grandchildren.

My sister, Beth. She's going to med-school. I'm very proud of her. Currently the only Maza kid without wings.

Derek, my brother. Or as he calls himself these days, "Talon." He'll always be Derek to me. Xanatos and Sevarius turned him into a Mutate, but he's made himself a life, helping the homeless, along with Maggie and Claw.

Maggie Reed. Poor kid. Girl came up from Ohio to follow her dreams, and now she's a Mutate. She and Derek have found happiness in each other. We're friends, of a sort, but I think it bothers her a lot that I don't want to be human again, while that's all she can dream about.

Claw. The strong-silent type. Really about as sweet as a big teddy bear.

Four of the clones. Malibu and Brentwood in the foreground, Burbank and Hollywood in the back. They give us the creeps, but Derek's taken them in and is trying to teach them about free will.

Delliah. The clone of me. The twin sister I never wanted. Creeps the living hell out of me, but it's a lot better having her with Derek's Clan than working for Thailog.


This is me and Goliath. We're mates now, so basically it's like being married. He looks a little grumpy in this shot, but believe me, he actually can smile.

This is Hudson. He's over a hundred years old, not counting the gang's thousand year nap. He's a bit of a TV junkie.

This is Brooklyn (in front), Lexington (in the middle), and Broadway (in the back). Great guys, if typical teenagers. Brooklyn, especially, is Mister Cool and Moody, Lex is a tech-head, and Broadway's a great chef and a good detective.

This is Angela. She's the daughter of Goliath and Demona. In human terms, she's my step-daughter. She grew up on a mystic island where time moves slower, but now she lives with us.

Bronx, our watchbeast, looking happy to see Hudson.

Matt Bluestone. My old partner on the force. Conspiracy nut who also happened to be right about some of it. Our best and closest human friend, though he still sometimes says I turned into a Gargoyle just to get out of doing paperwork.

Cagney, my cat. She likes to nap on top of Bronx. He doesn't seem to mind.

My father, Peter. I was following in his footsteps when I joined the force.

My mother, Diane. Not even the same species as her anymore, and she still nags me about grandchildren.

My sister, Beth. She's going to med-school. I'm very proud of her. Currently the only Maza kid without wings.

Derek, my brother. Or as he calls himself these days, "Talon." He'll always be Derek to me. Xanatos and Sevarius turned him into a Mutate, but he's made himself a life, helping the homeless, along with Maggie and Claw.

Maggie Reed. Poor kid. Girl came up from Ohio to follow her dreams, and now she's a Mutate. She and Derek have found happiness in each other. We're friends, of a sort, but I think it bothers her a lot that I don't want to be human again, while that's all she can dream about.

Claw. The strong-silent type. Really about as sweet as a big teddy bear.

Four of the clones. Malibu and Brentwood in the foreground, Burbank and Hollywood in the back. They give us the creeps, but Derek's taken them in and is trying to teach them about free will.

Delliah. The clone of me. The twin sister I never wanted. Creeps the living hell out of me, but it's a lot better having her with Derek's Clan than working for Thailog.
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Date: 2007-02-23 03:08 am (UTC)Speaking of which, how do you plan on getting food once that runs out?
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Date: 2007-02-25 06:46 am (UTC)Hey, what's the lifespan for a Gargoyle, anyway?
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Date: 2007-02-25 07:05 am (UTC)But the real fact of the matter is that no one knows. I mean, Hudson's over a hundred and still ticking. Gargoyles typically died in battle, dying of 'old age' is pretty much an unknown."
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Date: 2007-02-25 07:38 am (UTC)Woah, woah, I understand you're getting into the whole Gargoyle thing, but let's not get carried away. You're no allowed to die in battle, ok?
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Date: 2007-02-25 07:43 am (UTC)"Hey, I'm not exactly eager to be pushing up daisies either. Survived plenty of near-death experiences anyway. I'm just repeating what the others have told me."
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Date: 2007-02-25 08:01 am (UTC)Ok, good. We don't live in the 10th century anymore, and, frankly, it wasn't all that great anyway.
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Date: 2007-02-25 08:13 am (UTC)"The guys certainly seem to like the present better."
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Date: 2007-02-25 09:14 am (UTC)They haven't even gotten to do any of the fun stuff yet!
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Date: 2007-02-25 06:20 pm (UTC)"Hey, they've gotten to do plenty of stuff. Concerts in Central Park, sneaking into the theaters to see movies, tv, heck, Brooklyn, Lex, and Broadway built a motorcycle once."
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Date: 2007-02-25 11:32 pm (UTC)Oh, hey, I guess they have done a lot. *BBKakyoin had been referring more to clubbing, but concerts and hot rods weren't bad either.* We oughta go bowling or something after all this anti-Gargoyle stuff blows over.
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Date: 2007-02-26 12:16 am (UTC)"That sounds like it'd be fun. Haven't done that in a long time."
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